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פוסטים

מציג פוסטים מתאריך יולי, 2014

secrets

your secrets melt into the waters which subside into sands. your whispers flow onto the pavements on which feet glide and the words create a carpet, red with love, read with curiosity for delicate observers to enjoy. your secrets sew a book of sounds upon the pavement, and it flows and melts underneath the sidewalks, underneath the sighs of the roads in the midst of their daydreams to be a part of the earth, underneath the buried treasures of human adventures and emotions which drive on such roads. you whisper secrets which divulge the universal foundations, you spoil the ending by shamelessly exploiting the building blocks and the powers that be. your words destroy the red curtain and expose the makeup of the scenery, the stage, the thousand-year history of the actors who uncover themselves to us as we dance on such wood floors, the actors apologize: we are you, we dance through the spheres and you stay in one. There are many though we all make up one. the