I have a body that cannot be touched by caffeine. Or sleep, enthusiasm, or rest in any form.
I am helpless in the moonlight, like a bird falling through the air.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
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To cease to be secretive
*Roshi Joan Halifax, Shaman: The Wounded Healer
**Marija Gimbutas, The Goddesses and Gods of Old Europe - Myths and Cult Images
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