20110123, Castlemaine

This weekend breathed through me.

Getting out always helps me get back inside myself.

I’ve been so immersed inside the whirlwind, monsooning, flowing depths of my conscious,

that I forget there are other beings in the world who are just as undefined 

Spent so much time being disconnected from connections themselves 

Last night when Jack was playing guitar on Julian’s balcony, while the sun was rising I watched the clouds and sky become ocean-like. 

Watching stars twinkle for the darkness and the last of the moon disappear into the new day, 

the music playing for the air 

and the sun rising a new, 

illuminating the world for us to live and create in its presence.

It all created new air to fill my lungs up with.

/ Watching the stars twinkle for the darkness and the last of the moon disappear into the new day, the music playing for the air alone and the sun rising a new, illuminating the world for us to live, love and create in its presence.