April 18, 2012

Where Have all the Cosmic Cowboys gone?

              Hey holy hipsters and hopeful romantics holding out


a hypnotic and holistic, yoga kind of

:L O V E: 

i don’t know if it exists;

not like this anyway:

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You have killed my sincerity too. I will never know again who I am, what I am, what I love, what I want.

Your beauty has drowned me, the core of me.

You carry away with you a part of me reflected in you.

When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you.

I dreamed you, I wished for your existence.  

I see in you that part of me which is you.

I feel compassion for your childlike pride, for your trembling unsureness, your dramatization of events, your enhancing of the loves given to you.

I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses.”

~ Anais Nin

Dear God,

I’m trading in my dark chocolate-covered daydreams for a seriously sensual mantra in hopes of manifesting your Godliest, Cosmic Cowboy-ist, kind of Love.


The Black Dirt Goddess

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