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January 10, 2004 - 4:05 pm

***destiny

Oh please my destiny, keep holding my hand, please stay with me, always, just you and me… so many people tell me to do this or that, and I feel lost, and I feel alone, so many people don’t like the way I live… but please destiny, don’t abandon me, I want to feel you every time close to me, by my side… I won’t listen anything but you. It’s just you and me, right? Anything, anybody can be part of my destiny, affect it, but it just will be anyway the shape of it… and I want to feel your hand, and I want to feel the meaning, and I want to feel the wind… I don’t know the beginning of it, lost behind my memories, lost behind the infinite past, and I don’t know the destination, lost in the infinite future, infinite time, infinite light, but just keep being under my steps, and it will be just fine, I trust you, I so trust you, I am you, and I can hear every second screaming your name, the name of my destiny, but sometimes I’m so disturbed, I’m a bit lost, and feel so guilty about who I am… I can change, destiny, sure i can do it, and you can crash a plane that I’d be on board of, if that’s what I need to change… I’ll accept anything, will do everything, just stay close by my side, I want to feel your warm breath.

A 8 years old boy was inside me and was talking about his destiny. 8 years.