The Length Of Sky Is Just About

The Music Was More Than Music - At Least What We Are Used To Hearing. The Music Was Feeling Itself. The Sound Connected Instantly With Something Deep And Joyous.

Your Life Feels Different On You, Once You Greet Death And Understand Your Heart's Position. You Wear Your Life Like A Garment From The Mission Bundle Sale Ever After - Lightly Because You Realize You Never Paid Nothing For It, Cherishing Because You Know You Won't Ever Come By Such A Bargain Again.

Her Clothes Were Filled With Safety Pins And Hidden Tears.

Death Is The Least Civilized Rite Of Passage.

Every So Often Something Shatters Like Ice And We Are In The River Of Our Existence. We Are Aware.