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February 16, 2005
The thirsty sponge
If I was a Carpenter, well about two years ago, for a while I had such an urge, to get me tool boxes, pieces of woods, and plenty of time, some solitude, and create. You know the best part of creation, is the solitude of it, the focus. and how the creator and the creation become seamless. I wish I could sculp, I think I could sculp, I know I can paint and draw, but finding the sculpture within the stone, The intimacy of touching, and recovering the beloved, oh,... There is so much to do, and so little time, so much to know, aspire for, to learn, I feel like a very thirsty sponge. There is such a need in me for discovery, for knowing, to see, to hear, to touch , ah, and to love. for love comes of knowing and discovery. I dont know where the tides will take us, and where the Captain dare, I dont know of alltitudes, and stars, but I know we will, get there, All this yearning, all this desire, all this wanting, will we find the way. I am caged, within this skin, these bones, and these eyes,and as blessed and greatfull I am, there is a constant yearning. There always have been and always will be. so I will look further, i will listen, I will walk naked in the rain, I say hello to strangers, and smile kindly, i will ask them their name, and maybe if the music allows I will ask them for a dance. I will hold other hands, and kiss other lipps, no containment, no boundries. I have never fit within me, and I never will. its too limiting, and I am so greedy, so, so greedyPosted by Idinraha at February 16, 2005 04:25 PM
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I walked in the rain today...rainy weather is my facorite kind. I almost detest the sun...
'I have never fit within me' I see this in the way you write. it feels almost painful...
Posted by: metal at February 16, 2005 06:46 PM