Thursday, August 13, 2009
things move
Things move. Wow. I love when things move. I am filled with happiness and pride and many feelings that I can't exactly put my finger on,yet -when things move.
Today, it felt like there was a tornado of people wanting change!
Today, I thought, 'but we are not the only onessss.' Today, I met with Martine Eloy from the collective Echec à la Guerre, and it was enlivening, then I met with more and more people and my excitement got stucked into a spiral of wanting to go faster and faster and shine more!
Let's change ok!? Because we are so many who want it, and we just don't know each other! We're a little shy or despaired or desillusionned or hurt or mad or pessimistic or uncertain or cynical or scared, that's all.
Today, it felt like there was a tornado of people wanting change!
Today, I thought, 'but we are not the only onessss.' Today, I met with Martine Eloy from the collective Echec à la Guerre, and it was enlivening, then I met with more and more people and my excitement got stucked into a spiral of wanting to go faster and faster and shine more!
Let's change ok!? Because we are so many who want it, and we just don't know each other! We're a little shy or despaired or desillusionned or hurt or mad or pessimistic or uncertain or cynical or scared, that's all.
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