Dearest poetic pure minds of the sun Like looking at the same moon  me me me me massage your solar plexus now with me . I’ve read that choosing the unknown is always the right choice , even if it doesn’t appear to give the best result . I think…

    (image)   (text) This is a land where only wild birds live. I strongly imagine you doing something big; the land holds itself. Maybe you should ask nature what she thinks about an image with your body? We have to invent a new language to communicate with other…