sometimes i think about what it would be like to be completely and utterly open. that i think i assume the best in people, and that maybe for that one time- we would all be the best. at least not malicious. (don't ask why i keep coming back to that word, it's just stuck on rotation in my vocabulary right now.) wouldn't you like to live in the old days- and be one of thsoe people that celebrates your body and your self. that felt comfortable tied down. i remembered that i wouldn't need to worry about that since i have nothing to strap down like that. these floors are flat. how do you know what beauty is- or is it when we stop trying to define it and just absorb it. i'd like to glow. just for that one time.
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