Cells made of molecules, molecules made of atoms, atoms made of energy. we are this- Energy.
Ghosts of perception. Illusions until the spaces fill with patterns, pain, heartbreak, seduction, joy, adventures. There is no choice. the blood and salt water. the bones and ashes.
Happiness is a thought that isn't anything else.
thoughts become things. i want you here.
my skin close to your bones. our energy. It attracts it expands,
it explodes.
It will last many lifetimes.
everything is illusion
every doubt , every fear
that has held you back
or kept you apart from
what you've desired
There is nothing that can't be had
There are no
limits
art: Mike Egan
photo: roadkill rabbit (flickr)
