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Where'd the Rain go?
Created on 2007-01-27 06:51:37 (#12140969), last updated 2007-11-17
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There was a little prince with a magic crown. An evil warlock kidnapped him, locked him away in a cell in a huge tower and took away his voice. There was a window with bars. The prince kept smashing his head against the bars hoping that someone would hear the sound and find him. The crown made the most beautiful sound that anyone had ever heard. You could hear the ringing for miles. It was so beautiful, that people wanted to grab the air. They never found the prince. He never got out of the room. But the sound he made filled everything up with beauty.
- Julian Schnabel
Have you ever had the sensation of losing flesh? You begin to feel the bones of your skeleton under your flesh. Bones of the shoulders. Bones of the rib cage. Bones of the hips. It is like finding a new being, one free of desire, free of time, almost.
-Francesca Lia Block
'Maybe it's not love. Maybe it is only my own hollowness. But I want to believe it is also love, a love that comes from dreams of a bright rain like fire in an ashen field, white horses that run through my throat like tears, roses burning my breasts and rose quartz cooling my breasts, the bird that sings all day and all night in the silver birch tree.'
-Primavera
'In Mexico people wear hummingbird amulets around their necks to show they are searching for love. Here people pretend that they aren't. Searching.'
-Dangerous Angels
- Julian Schnabel
Have you ever had the sensation of losing flesh? You begin to feel the bones of your skeleton under your flesh. Bones of the shoulders. Bones of the rib cage. Bones of the hips. It is like finding a new being, one free of desire, free of time, almost.
-Francesca Lia Block
'Maybe it's not love. Maybe it is only my own hollowness. But I want to believe it is also love, a love that comes from dreams of a bright rain like fire in an ashen field, white horses that run through my throat like tears, roses burning my breasts and rose quartz cooling my breasts, the bird that sings all day and all night in the silver birch tree.'
-Primavera
'In Mexico people wear hummingbird amulets around their necks to show they are searching for love. Here people pretend that they aren't. Searching.'
-Dangerous Angels
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