It Was Your Favorite Season
The leaves are turning and the ground is crimson bright, skins of the trees surrounding me are black as night. I can stare at the shadow only so long until it blinds me.
Love is red
like blood.
The Twilight Entertainer
"The Harlequin or fool represents our spontaneous nature, that part that can listen and respond to impulses without censor. This innocence can be refreshing, freely trusting in the journey. However, sometimes when we embody this energy we may not watch where we are going, and blindly step off the cliff. This harlequin willingly goes into the mystery and magic of the world."
Friday, October 08, 2004
About Me
- Name: Nabisco Lobstrosity
- Location: Christmas Island
I would like to use this as a space to collect various things that could keep us company on the nights we feel alone. Some spilled out of me, some I came across.
Previous Posts
- Waiting For A Smack From A Golden Bat
- Vagrant Juxtaposition
- "Our Shells Simply Cannot Hold All Our Insides In"
- The Six Strings Of The Heart
- You Thought You Knew Where You'd Be Tonight, But Y...
- The Dreaming Starts When I Wake Up
- People Watching
- Don't Get Up
- The Hunted
- Portals of the Night
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