this is the end. this is the calm.

 

we are the risen. after the storm. rest in the sea. washed up on the beach.

August 30, 2009

  • "I wish you were a singer that could sing at the moon.
    I wish you were a writer that could write a good tune.
    All the merry men and you make two.
    But you couldn’t count backwards even if you chose to.
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    If I was a song I would sing the blues.
    If I was a word I would have wrote too soon
    Every night I dream that I flew to the moon.
    But If I dug deeper I would already be you"

    - Michael Clark, Untitled 2 / Moon

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