Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Friday, August 9, 2013

Your rapier wit

There is just ONE line
between
what IS
and what IS not.

A subtraction of belief,
a withdrawal of faith,
removing what is not to be believed.

Minus,
any things which we have foolishly sought to
believe.

)(What is this thing they call love, anyway?)(
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