DirectionsThere are choices on lifes journey to that never ending place outside my mind.Directions
One,
Would be to meet with you again, where sunshine drenches conversation and feelings flow in all directions.
Once again you would be my source, my route to power, embracing me with energy, freely giving time your always spare.
I dream that you will briefly cross my path once more, to intterrupt me on my never ending journey,
beyond this space, beyond this time, where branches meet way out there on other planes, beyond my human mind.
ID 2009From Performer to AudienceBelieving reality? This reality?From Performer to Audience
It is our duty, not to surrender the world into the hands of fools. May this be for you, what it has been for us; A celebration. A joy of challenging limits.
Let yourself be swept away; by the courage, the beauty of these performers, who, everyday risk their lives trying to touch the sky, to defy the laws of gravity and to dance in the fire of volcanoes,
So they can show you, the world, that something else is possible.
A Mermaids WhisperBleak, her eyes tell stories of a deep mysterious past.A Mermaids Whisper
She stares, the bird stares back.
Majestic, Mysterious,
A royal of the deep.
No sailor can recall the name of the creature who carried them away, That dark stormy night, upon the high swelling seas.
‘I wish she would tell those stories to me’ says my loved one, sailing forth to open sea. ‘She will not steal you from me.’ I cried and waved goodbye
She emerges from the deep, Eyes staring, Eyes whispering in my lovers ear, In my ear Whispering softly and then no mor
The PortalWhat it means to be a Writer“It is an arousal that makes my breath shallow and my blood chill, then boil-- My soul flows out of my body and I succumb . . . Not for flesh is this yearning, nor for blood is it as with one of the undead, but it is for the men, women and beasts that I meet and the worlds they invite me into. I must know their tales, their lives, and I must write them down for all to see. This lust-- it has to be submitted to, for if not, death is all that shall be embraced.”What it means to be a Writer
by ~creativedutch
Journal Entry 2 
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Joy
-jess
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Thank you very much for your support
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I thought the world was black and white. How can I escape from this colourfield?
-jess
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Thanx for the
How things in WA?
Cheers
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For in and out, above, about, below,
Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show,
Played in a Box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom figures come and go.
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