18.3.12

Fuck Your Dreams




Magic works even in a thick fog. It cuts through like the second hand of a watch, steady and consistent. But magic isn't always magical. The lessons can be awful, mundane, even treacherous. While your bigger dreams explode far away, you are cleaning piss and shit for a living. Watching your bank account dry up to nothingness. How is this magic on a grand scale? What the hell kind of dream is coming true?

From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP

4.3.12

And The Light Will Destroy

We had to obtain permission from our ego to smile and be happy. To feel stoned with joy. To burn with pride and love towards the generosity of a friend. We were afraid but we survived.

From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,

DP