'be brave
let yourself be wild'

That's some of the best advice I've ever heard. I noticed something a while back, kinda related to this. While on lare amount of hallucinogenic drugs (philosophers stone truffles) my friend Lloyd and I went to the beach in the middle of the night just to look at the sea and stuff. For some unknown reason, we started doing that thing you do when you're kids, where you hold hands and lean back away from each other and spin round really fast until you fall over. I realised that doing that is like the MOST fun thing ever. Spinning round and falling over is fucking great, and we do NOT do that enough as adults. People should spin more. Your poem made me think of that night.

The pic you've used is rather fabulous too

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Thank you so much for the read, the wonderful comment & the fav.

Yes, we get far too caught up in growing up and becoming something and the ever-constant struggle with money. And yes, these are important, but we can't lose the essence of what is 'us'. The wonderful weather here in Ontario right now has made me feel child-like again, as I do every spring when the weather turns warm and when the warm spring breeze hits your bare legs and arms and gives you a hint of summer. It makes me feel wonderfully young and wild.

Thanks so much.

Ali

I like this poem....muchly.

I feel like jumping and mad splasing in puddles like a kiddie again.

this is almost like a guide to life.

awesome.

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There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that i've tried to write
Over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But You sing to me over and over again

the warm breeze yesterday smelled like and felt like and tasted like my childhood....it was very inspirational.

thanks for the fav!

light and beautiful

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Thanks, that's how I felt when the soft breeze hit my legs....