Friday, January 9, 2015
The Pinkest Panther of Them All
Sleep, velvet sleep. An aching silkiness away from society. I step into a dark and wooded zone where I am only a participant on the screen. There is the base of a waterfall with a rainbow of colors. In the night, I promise a melody to my beloved, he. Maybe 3,4,5 are the vampiric who surround me and promise me destiny. I listen for the oaks falling in the valley as I look to the sky and pray for violet watercolor clouds and beings. There is little I can do when it does not come from me today. I wish to play, but FRANCE is onscreen and I must welcome their grief and comedy, simultaneously. The day seems long, but pictures from the real France are a blessing. Do not doubt your Inspector Cluseau. He runs the security with his housemate KATO (Vietnames Buddhist Monk Tich Nat Han/ fire dragon quality/ Author of "The miracle of Mindfulness").
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