usually.. dreams change my life.
like last nights, i'd never slept so soundly.

this is literal, by the way.
i don't know where it started, or where it ended.
But, its paris. these shabby, but still eloquent apartments are connected through
each other by wine gates. so i'm supposing that we all loved wine, and didn't mind sharing it.
but I'm in the car with a few other heads, driving and pointing and being fascinated by everything
around me, there's a cliff, with the most crystal clear looking tropical waters, but as i look away that huge cliff turns into a huge tree with a road paved on top of it. theres a winding tree with the most amazing looking moss growing on it. AND all of these flower trees! As i'm walking with you in the spring, and realizing i am in love and everything is blooming, and I feel hot air around me, blowing on my skin. It just FEELS so nice! then retreating back, and eating in a bathtub?

it was a story, and it was SO real.

I can't keep my mind from it!
and i was thinking.. as i was using the bathroom..
since energy is never distroyed, (and these are just questions and ramblings.. I have my own theories) (and I know this is a funny thing to think about on the toilet) where does a humans energy go after death? is it recreated into another birth happening at the same time? do we live this cycle until every energy is spent? WHERE DOES IT GO? where does love energy go? when everythings been lost, or where do things go when they are forgotten? does someone else remember at the very same time? these are just basic questions with even more detail to them than what i've written.

Oh, and I saw luna's white lover, artemis today, he is such a beautiful little cat. I wonder what his real name is!

You were born inside of a raindrop
I watched you falling to your death
And the sun, well she could not save you
She'd fallen down too, now
the streets are wet

Body of water
Toxic and timeless
Atlantic ocean
New York skyline
I always get lost
When I leave the village
So I couldn't come meet you
In Brooklyn last night

But I sing glory from my lowest
And I will say peace to
the people I meet
While the world waits for an explosion
That instant of life
That wipes the slate clean

So don't be fooled
No don't get lied to
Love was always cruel