9.11.08

(sigh)

I wonder if it is possible to live only by ideas.

Maybe I could breath ideas,

eat ideas,

drink ideas,

sleep on a fluffy pillow-idea.

And when I'd wake up the sun would be an idea and so would the moon...

but not the trees.

Maybe if I would stare at a tree long enough I'd scare all of my ideas away.

I'd be blank and deprived of any inclination to make it not so.

I wouldn't even be disappointed - for disappointment too is an idea.

If I have no ability to imagine a tree,

Maybe I can finally breath air and feel truly free.

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P.S.- I have no idea who you are. And it's fine by me that it doesn't matter anymore.

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