My hands following pathways created by genes & test of time.
In state of trance encountering lines, nodes, bumps, bones, flesh & muscles.
At times my mind drifts & appears with every stroke an image of you.
How my senses followed your lines, nodes, bumps, bones, flesh & muscles.
Body and mind aligned to fulfill this task.
Press, pull, release tension from their nesting ground.
Can’t ignore leading them on their way seeking freedom or returning once more.
22-03-2016
_Driandayaba_
I have a room in my mind filled with playful thoughts, objects, pleasures & treasures. As a child couldn’t keep them in line in this rebellion space, to bring me adventures as they meet my way to uplift. Ja, Si, Yes, Ai are the key notes to unlock the door. Doubts, hesitations & secrets are sometimes…
There is a saying; ‘Ignorance is a bliss’. Personally more likely a safeguard. The more or less I know myself the more or less I tolerate. The more or less I feel the more or less I open up. The more or less I accept the more or less I love myself. The more or…
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We both must fall in order to rise up again. Chase birds away and meet again. Dressed, but yet feel so naked. I also dropped many to save me. Who are we fooling? Its in our nature to change colors in order to remain in a different state. Build up a reserve to get us…
In order 2 sustain, love must B able 2 survive outside the bubble. It’s a moment in our created timeline, carrying insecurity as a name. It’s the boarder that pulls us in and out our comfort zone. It’s like sleeping with windows open regarding the weather. It’s not seeing the other in the flesh for…