while awaiting the meteor shower (join me! starts at 10pm wherever you are) I've had enough silence to understand my hidden and quiet desires. the ones that make your body feel something nice. the ones that are worth living for. the ones who create art and beauty from the beauty they already have it as intrinsical value.

i'll be your silent intensity...

attentive but quiet, curious - a childish wonder for everything - and dreamy, intense when there are words that activate the emotions.

a fool for passions, a fool for silence, a fool for sounds, colours and dreams. the sea and the stars. never at ground level. the ground level is interesting to watch but not to participate in.

-I want to live forever but I know forever doesn't exist. I don't want to live forever because it would take the magic away and it's exciting to hope for those moments and hold on to them

I understood something during these silent, quiet yet unrestful days... it's better & easier to show myself as weaker or more shy than I am. it's safer - if you play yourself as weaker, no one expects what you are capable of. it makes it a lot easier to navigate as invisible in the middle of a crowd. humans are too obvious...

stay quiet now too, join me in the 60s room, where there are no limits in its confined space... we'll watch stars we can only imagine, and swim in depths we can never reach.

(update - sunny day, cloudy night. sad face)