& I give you myself.

Dec 13, 2002 00:41

people need to throw on a cd,
and sit in the darkness more often.
or dive headlong into a book,
and sit underneath the shade of a tree.
to let their minds wander,
and the barriers down.
to get lost in it,
and find yourself,
or something you've left behind,
or never even knew you were missing.
art isn't meant to be heard,
or read,
or seen.
it's meant to be felt.

there's this wonderful sensation i can never describe -
music,
poetry,
paintings,
prose...
they're all the same.
it's more than passion.
my head spins,
my heart is in my throat,
and my body is somewhere out there.
all i can do is grab onto a moment in time,
an infinitesimally small instant,
and put every bit of who i am into it.

i do what i do because i want need to.
    i guess the only question is, do you?


strangely enough, people have actually been curious about what I look like.
    so here you go : a quite tired, me.

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