Sometimes I feel like the world is sucking the poetry out of me.
And my disgust with the world and my love of beauty ferments into just frustration. A substance-less, unsatisfying shadow of art.
I need to go to Tibet or space or something.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
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I think we all feel variations of what you're feeling at least once in our lives.
For your sake, I hope you get to visit Tibet someday.
Well that is indeed poopy...
Perhaps you should pawn all of your possessions and take a trip to Tibet.
I feel you.
Things will turn around, though.
However, getting away is really nice every so often.
The world is a hard and glass shatteringly brutal place to reside but dammit please never let them steal the poetry from your eyes.
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