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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Love

What is there
other than love
which moves a being
to react

what is there
other than love
which moves a being
to react upon art

art
what is art
it is love
daring to be
whom we are
art
is love
daring to be
what exists
beyond reality

to rest upon
the realitiy upon
fuc..yes
i existed upon

TODAY

EXISTS

TODAY

I could go years...yea, it has been a long time ago. today jump what can i say except jump...it was a very long time ago...jump...oh my... the jump was so reinvorgating...

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