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jamie

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..letting go into the abyss..falling..this is how I enter 2014. Piercing the veil of my own darkness with the flashlight of my soul..the burning flame of my broken heart, shattered into pieces..burning..burning..eternal. Holding on..letting go..in way they are the same thing. One is just so much more graceful.

I climbed a mountain..the highest mountain..only to find a clif..falling..falling down into the deepest valley..into the dying embers of my love. Regrets are futile and the future too far ahead.

The neurotransmission screams NOW! these Divine Moment of Truth..dying..the sound..the sound..a billion cicadas..luminous fillaments dangle from my being..weaving..weaving the songlines of my soul..as she whispers..

..."let go"....

Laughing, crying. Crying, laughing. Vibrating. Filled with sorrow. Filling with joy. Longing. Being. Living. Dying.. loving and crying. Forgiving. A shattered soul tended..are broken hearts ever mended? Loving oneself, un-reprimanded..

Lost somewhere between my own shadows and starlight, faint medicine songs burn in my heart and vines twist through the corridors of my soul..the world dreams and I revive..screaming for what I lost..reaching in the darkness for what I hope to gain..

Icaros of the wind,

Medicine songs light my way.
 
I like the scene in the clasic movie the ..Hunchback of Noterdame..
[where cosamoto.. [the hunchback]..the bell ringer.. he was a a joke of the townspeople ..with a deformed ugly face.. they crowned him the king of fools....sitting high in the bell tower.. embraces an ancient stone statue high in the bell tower of old France..and says .....
[ why was I not made of stone like Thee?]

With this statement.. is easy to understand ..the pain this deformed man went through from heartless common people.
It is a truthfull great movie..
 
I enjoyed that very much.

"Holding on..letting go..in way they are the same thing. One is just so much more graceful"

I especially liked that. Reminds me of the moment of release after a building of tension, nothing is really different, you just relax.

"Lost somewhere between my own shadows and starlight"

This as well, I find the imagery strong and beautiful. Sorry to cut up your work, obviously it's strongest in the original context.
 
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