“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We're afraid.”
“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We will fall!”
“Come to the edge.”
And they came.
And he pushed them.
And they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire, 1880-1918
French Poet, Philosopher
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
To those who never left their childhood years
To those who believe they can touch the sun
To those who wish to reach the horizon and beyond
To those who still see ghosts in the shadows, and who still believe in magic
To those who never grew up and to those who down't want to
To those who, like me, speak to imaginary friends
To those who are crazy enough, wild enough, young enough
To the solitary, to those who find the real world a scary place
To the mad mystics and insane philosphers
To the ones who speak to animals, and talk to the unseen behind the skies
To those who know that truth suprpasses reality
To those who have the courage to cross the line
Welcome aboard!
To those who believe they can touch the sun
To those who wish to reach the horizon and beyond
To those who still see ghosts in the shadows, and who still believe in magic
To those who never grew up and to those who down't want to
To those who, like me, speak to imaginary friends
To those who are crazy enough, wild enough, young enough
To the solitary, to those who find the real world a scary place
To the mad mystics and insane philosphers
To the ones who speak to animals, and talk to the unseen behind the skies
To those who know that truth suprpasses reality
To those who have the courage to cross the line
Welcome aboard!
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