Let me put those bones on you...
Is a dream autobiography or fiction? Is it something you have? Or something which has you? It’s nice to know how to get what you want. But in the pure arrogance of reason, we try to forget what we want. This is not about forgetting though, it’s about remembering. Remembering that feeling: When I was in your arms, looking up to you and littlest amount of light came through...