I went and I seduced
Me too baby, me too.
I watch my shadow split in two, walking in front of me on the sidewalk. I hear the wind. I hear everything.
You can slow down but you can’t really stop. Not even if you wanted to. You’ll wake up on the other side of the world with a bigger burden to carry. Better take a nap here.
He lunged left and right, finally into the street, dancing through the bees, scared but in his body, he grabbed the red grocery cart, and paced fast down the street in his red polo, something out of a hallucination, and I let him go.
What does the mood churn out today? Don’t forget to not look at the Sun today, lest you go blind. Maybe look at the Sun?
Not aggressive, but alive. Though to be alive for yourself, some aggression is the cure. A smile can be aggressive when they expect downcast eyes. Don’t flinch.
Did you know that The Wall (you know, that Pink Floyd movie) is the perfect film to fall asleep to? Enter the void and strange dreams. The soundtrack is gnarly of course. Then you can bring yourself back to reality here.
Take a vacation from the path to explore a forest. Later, you can come back. Later.
Chaos can be peaceful. Red can be soothing. You have to remind yourself, to keep yourself from straying. Recognize your distractions. Take a peek outside your window, but slink back into yourself – lest you pour your energy into a fleeting figment, which will inevitably dissolve because the muse you can’t lose is inside.Continue reading “Baraka | Leisure”