I am the chaos and you are the cosmos
Thursday, March 24, 2011
tubster
I wish i could capture pretty words and phrases and their tones attached to them and keep them in jars for keepsake purposes. But then again their beauty lies in the fact that they're so fleeting and intangible and if you were to fail to capture that particular moment, when it's being said, you lose it forever.
Tubster~ My bright morning star, Ms Taahira the teacher-tourguide-camp facil. I don't even want to begin to contain the spontaneity that you exude within these confines of my blog space. But I have to let you know this. Your bursts of flamboyance never fail to amaze me, intrigue me, and there's always this captivating sparkle in your eyes - the windows to your soul - through which I naturally fall so gracefully into your world (and crawl under your skin and walk around in it). I'd compare you to a mimosa plant (your fetishes about wanting to be a plant), that sprouts out so confidently in flowery patterns, yet shys inwards so quickly when touched; much like your little random spasms. How i admire your courage to simply let your emotions take over as you attach them like stamps unto your experiences, with each attachment you so willingly share a part of yourself with the world - your world. Book a plane ticket to Bali, colour your hair red like the fire that you are, and be the irrational and reckless(Clementine) that we are all receding from; what with our propensity to consistently align ourselves today. The world needs some of Ta's Spontaneous Potion. Give it to them.
I see us in a cosy, quiet, random place with tiny food(your courtesy) - yogurt, berries, nuts, bread, energy bars - just being us. We'll write each others' eulogies. We'll write women out of oppression. But most importantly we'll write to free ourselves and perhaps attempt to figure out the makings of our noodle brains. And when we're done with our self-ethnography writeup we shall get on the train and drown in Haruchi Murakami's magical words. And perhaps right there and then, in our unplanned moments such as the one you guys encountered with the full moon, might we get struck by epiphanies and revelations.
I love you my princess.
Tubster~ My bright morning star, Ms Taahira the teacher-tourguide-camp facil. I don't even want to begin to contain the spontaneity that you exude within these confines of my blog space. But I have to let you know this. Your bursts of flamboyance never fail to amaze me, intrigue me, and there's always this captivating sparkle in your eyes - the windows to your soul - through which I naturally fall so gracefully into your world (and crawl under your skin and walk around in it). I'd compare you to a mimosa plant (your fetishes about wanting to be a plant), that sprouts out so confidently in flowery patterns, yet shys inwards so quickly when touched; much like your little random spasms. How i admire your courage to simply let your emotions take over as you attach them like stamps unto your experiences, with each attachment you so willingly share a part of yourself with the world - your world. Book a plane ticket to Bali, colour your hair red like the fire that you are, and be the irrational and reckless(Clementine) that we are all receding from; what with our propensity to consistently align ourselves today. The world needs some of Ta's Spontaneous Potion. Give it to them.
I see us in a cosy, quiet, random place with tiny food(your courtesy) - yogurt, berries, nuts, bread, energy bars - just being us. We'll write each others' eulogies. We'll write women out of oppression. But most importantly we'll write to free ourselves and perhaps attempt to figure out the makings of our noodle brains. And when we're done with our self-ethnography writeup we shall get on the train and drown in Haruchi Murakami's magical words. And perhaps right there and then, in our unplanned moments such as the one you guys encountered with the full moon, might we get struck by epiphanies and revelations.
I love you my princess.
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