16 July 2007

Where eyes once were

Where eyes once were
Have been found moons
And skies to climb
Sweetest dreams, all mine.


I had heard the call and uncorked a bottle of midnight's love nectar at the behest of my beloved. There I sat at table, having sent all my peasant thoughts away for the day. These blind servants no longer bothered me.

Pain is the shadow that life casts from joy. It is the toll claimed by existence; but how can such a thing be considered expensive? When you pay it, you don't have it anymore - but you have become richer. This is the music that laughter makes.

In the eye of destruction breathes the heart of peace.

Just keep breathing.

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