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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…

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Human Artist

To be fascinated by an artist's work
to be amazed with the connection
To be fascinated by an artist's work
then suddenly realizing
the artist is merely a human being
To be fascinated by an artist's work
then suddenly recognizing
the artist has feelings
and the feelings are expressed
bringing the connection together
is of the highest ...
No words to express
what I feel inside
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