the many crowns of ophelia
in response to dom's post, which was, in turn, a response to katia's post.
i will tell you a story.
there's a girl. (maybe she's a boy. she could be a boy. she could be anybody. she could be everybody. maybe she already is)
she loves. she drowns. she rises. she is the lost girl (or boy), the broken one, who exists in all of us. she is crying in a ( Read more... )
i will tell you a story.
there's a girl. (maybe she's a boy. she could be a boy. she could be anybody. she could be everybody. maybe she already is)
she loves. she drowns. she rises. she is the lost girl (or boy), the broken one, who exists in all of us. she is crying in a ( Read more... )
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We understand each other on so many different levels. While we all have aspects that make each one of us special we still all have something in us that is the same.
your chain of posts and comments is causing me to *tear up* I love you guys
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we're all made of the same stuff, in the end. and it's the same spirit moving through all of us.
i thought of a beautiful story the other day. it's about a group of people who decide to run off a cliff to escape the madness of the world. as one, they make that final and inevitable leap - but then the world turns upside down, and they find that instead of falling to the earth or the ocean below, they are falling through the blue of the sky, and into the cloudy arms of the sky herself.
we will all be safe.
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