the flow

Noiembrie 16, 2009 § 1 comentariu

Leather, paper, fabrics,  thread. I am at the bottom of a mountain, waiting for the volcano to erupt. I feel overwhelmed by the heat and the vibrations underneath myself. I know that in a glimpse the disaster will start and I migh melt in the lava, and flow with it alongside the valey. But I am not sad. I have the fulfillment of completing something, something imporant in my life, maybe the only important thing. And so goes this moment …

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