The idea of an individual must not be compelled into organisations and censorship.
The species that invented god were no more equipped than we are today.
So don’t go there,
it’s a shallow pit.
Rather
burn the photographs,
cross the Pacific with a canoe,
be ready in affection and catastrophe,
hold a love in your pyjama
and let everything rot in your sudden absence.
No matter what they say about eternal thoughts,
smoke away those preachings,
everything ceases when they stop happening.
Create a new language,
walk into the journey of a growing being,
dig the holes and bury your boxes.
Your intuition brings your solitude,
that’s the place to be,
in a time of decaying audacity.
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Photograph: Emily Rose Clark.
Great post.. intuition is our guide for sure!
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This is so beautiful π
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Absolutely great π
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Thank you.
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Beautiful
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Thank you.
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