8.Still-Water Spectacle
We're letting it out. The wildest shout. We're showing our
teeth. We're perfectly fine.
These white walls hurt my eyes and show me the reason why it is
that the caged bird sings：they miss all the seasons. They don't
feel safe inside what they have been given. They don't feel
satisfied being able to look through the bars and the world
outside.
We're claiming it all. Or just at least for tonight.
If blue skies have taught us anything, its that there is no such
thing as purity without the occasional rain cloud, or the winds
from the coast that bring in the hurricane that settles the eye,
and stirs up the ocean for the waves to arise, and the
earthquake that brings down the house that we lie in. This
still-water world just contrasts our minds...
That are chaotic, and they're wild, and they're free, and
they're nothing like they want us to be. Its pulsing and its
true, the heart of the beast is in you. We feel it and we know,
and we just have to let it go. It's living and it breathes, our
inner peace love and anarchy. It shines through the clouds, and
she lets all know that she is proud.
We are digging them in.
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