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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…

Monday, February 2, 2009

Beauty of Truth

20" x 24" Acrylic on Canvas

"Beauty of Truth"

2/6/08

Sitting in the light of the moon



makes me want to shine



it is as if all the bad is illuminated



all the feelings arise



wanting to shine



all the darkness away



making it as if



it is the only way



no bad no good



it just is



nature reaching down to me



I feel the light of the moon



illuminating me






All the dark desires



that stirs the hunger of the flesh



nature melting me



smelting me



making me reach out



to nature





feel me touch me



as the roots take ground



bending me



shaping me



oh what a lovely fantasy



let me sit and drench in the moon's light



as if to say



it is alright



tomorrow the sun will shine



same as the hidden moon



sacred as serenity



I am pure



I am holy



In the face of the moon






Darkness has fallen upon the earth



time to dwell



and intake





is there anyone out there who



remembers the smell



the smell of being born



from the great earth's norm





surround me



Let my soul fly



within serenity's eye



for with this great soil



I am born



Hold me mold me



Cleave me as a glove



I rose above it all



to recall



I was born



The breath of air



It is my own



Heavenly done






touch me feel me



enlighten me





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