Sunday, March 22, 2009

double-sided mirror

I'm so in love with the idea of there really being vampires. Or werewolves. Or mermaids. Wizards. Witches. Unicorns. Or anything mythical or magical. I feel like the earth is still so secluded. So hidden and secretive. What goes on in the dark? In the night. In the mountains and forests. African deserts and south american rainforests.

Who knows though. Maybe I'm so ready to pounce on the idea of it all being real that I've talked myself into being fucked up. Swayed. Or easily persuaded. I don't feel impressionable at all. Quite the opposite. Who else do I know like myself? No one. I feel something past it all. The inadequate life of us. Not religiously, just spiritually. Like earthly. All life contained. I think too much.

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