As human beings, we are living life to learn to be divinely confident, just like cummings' flowers in "who knows if the moon's a balloon." We achieve godliness, Eternal Life, Nirvana or whatever name you choose to call the perfection of the Best Self when we can confidently and honestly say, "I belong here, in this beautiful, creative, eternal place, because I am beautiful, creative and eternal." We can pick ourselves, too.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
What I Wrote To A Cute Boy On OKcupid.com
i promise, i'm not nearly as elegant or well-composed in real life. i'm an emotional, fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-as-long-as-i-think-i'm--in-control-of-the-trip kind of person. i'm great with spur-of-the-moment picnics, friday-night-art-strolls, pick-up-and-move-across-the-country-because-there's-a-gig kind of vibratory living, but i'm lost and unsure as the next in unfamiliar territory. i write well, but i'm not good at putting down solid roots (crazy geminis, right? flighty as bats out of hell!). i get drunk with people i trust (and forsake capitalization when i am so hammered) and i live my life probably too invested in miniscule moments.
i care too deeply about spelling rules, but there's no need to be intimidated, (i don't know your name!) Friend: i'm as wonderfully lost and happy and unfinished as the next soul.
i spend the summer with fireflies and the atlantic tide. i make good music and bad jugdements. trust me, i'm as human and unintimidating and blessedly-beautifully flawed as anyone!
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