this one has the means but not the dreams. gifts and treasures of the sharp mind and luscious flesh. a dream is not something you can give, you can’t ribbon-wrap and tissue-sheath a purpose. to make them come true, they need to be there in the first place. a dream is a chicken, an egg… Continue reading so she says
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what else can i be
it’s not so much that i mind giving up my reality for a time – that can be delicious and necessary, like molting. wriggling free from the skin of your former perspective on the world. a world that surrounds you, comes from you. most of the time we don’t get rid of the old skins… Continue reading what else can i be