Tuesday, August 10, 2010

coxcomb

dear friend, it is never enough to be anywhere. we are not satiated. we aren't meant to be. e v e r. do you think the universe stops wanting? wishing? living? dying? "tut tut," says its heart. you are meant to continyou.

we adore you. you adore you. you adore we. the house that dave lives in is the house that z lives in right now. does it matter that he built it? what isn't yours? what isn't you?

congratulations to waking work and play. you're living. what else could you be doing except dying and you're doing that too! Your youness teases me with deep affection. we need some time together.


It's an adventure. Miss you dear friend while simultaneously feeling you everywhere. Til soon, all my love and worship,

me

We love our strange beauty and amazing pain. We love our hungry soul and extraordinary games. We love our flaws, our gaps, our fears. We love our mysterious dazzling frontiers.