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The Color of Light

Fri Sep 1, 2006, 2:16 AM
I woke up this morning with sun light in my eyes, next to my sleeping cousin. Finally, a day without rain. I am in a new city, and visiting it was quite a challenge on stormy rainy weather. I smile to the face next to me, the face of a close friend and yet a relative of different prespectives.
Watching my cousin`s sleeping face, i wished i could paint all those colors on her features, and the glow of sunshine. What fascinated me about her face was the mixture of childish innocence and grown-up pervertry. Maybe that is the color of light.
A good friend of mine, whom you all know, GreenSprite is the name she goes by, wrote in her journal "I am beginig to see that man`s natural state is to rumble around mountains eating tuna fish". The feeling i had today, this morning was that man`s natural state was domesticated savagery, building a family of free spirit and nurturing for those around him.
For the very first time in my life I enjoyed cooking breakfast just feeling the other`s hunger.

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esti cumva din Buc?desi nu cred...eu cunosc o Mirela Stroie, da' nu cred ca esti tu...But, you never know:P
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sal'tare :)

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bine ai venit printre devianti :D
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Dungeons and Dragons, huh ? :)
A handfull of welcome!
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A second-hand clothes store proved to be a warm, wonderful place i visited this week. Near the place my heart once thrilled and joyed, trembling wth desire. But that has been long gone and now I have to learn to live with myself again, inside my brains and veins, looking for reasons outside me.
I almost started crying on the street, and i almost hated myself for my weakness. How can one go past a period of one's life, how can people give up other people who breathe the same air they breathe, who shared their flesh and dreams? They go into being selfish, they focus on themselves, this is what everybody says.
What do you say?
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Mirelaaaaaaaa! :hug:
:D nice to have you here. deseara daca esti online iti explic si cum sa postezi, nu-i greu de loc.

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