Today is the day for laying down your arms, your battles, your hurt and your emptiness, your snarks and hates on Facebook. Today is the day for Sharpie tattoos and mad cackles. Today is the day for unexpected huggery, random squees and dizzying heights. Your heart going ‘mmmmmmwah’ as it bloats with love. Today is the day for your fingertips to fizz with joy like those dangerous sparklers you used to wave around on bonfire night. Tonight is when magic and madness and moonlight converge on the setting sun, and all your miracles start getting outlines all glowing like halos. Tonight is the night for all your ancestors — gods and daemons and genies and nymphs — to swirl into consciousness and to hold you accountable for your dreams. Tonight is the night for you to count your legacies like the precious gems they are. To count play, and desire, and passion and guts and that delicious cheescake recipe among the things you want to leave your children. Tonight is the night to take off your clothes and run naked around a big rock with the stars out, and your boobs all asunder and declare undying love to the magnificence of life. It really is. If not tonight, then when?
Posted on: Fri, 21 Jun 2013 08:56:31 +0000
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