youtu.be/Ys5xfdn5rlo Spread your colors all over the place: the big colors, the scared colors, the hate colors, the dream colors, the heart colors, the belly colors, the family colors, the wish colors, the passed colors, the new colors, the bruised colors. Every single one, cover your moment with the ones that feel right, and especially coat friendly faces and unknown faces with the ones that scare you. Scared colors are perhaps the truest hue of you. Like this -- right now I am modern dance, ancient rhythms with new takes, surrealism, Saturdays, identity, controlled violence, small explosions and macaroni and cheese. Tomorrow I may be painting with a baking brush and make peanut butter cookies with chocolate kisses pressed into them, domestically assured. Colors can offend, but see thats the conundrum with colors, because they are life, they are us living, and theres only rule to life, live. I thought youth was where my colors were their truest, but its only when I became older, when I saw how many people hold onto their colors, squeezing all their desires and dreams back into little tubes, that I understood that pain right there, thats what it was, defying life. So tired of politeness and the pretend listening ear. Draw me a picture of your last dream, then Ill know better who you are. If you didnt watch this video, then Im sorry, you just missed a rainbow of me.
Posted on: Sun, 17 Aug 2014 01:53:06 +0000
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