catharsis

"Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide. And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart… I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart." - ee cummings

I am feeling utterly and hopelessly romantic as of late. The impending Valentine's Day, I presume, is having this effect on me. All I feel like wearing are ruffles and lace, pinks, reds, softness. This is odd but I enjoy it. I am fully in love and feel an incredible lightness in my depths. I can't wait for the earth around me to come back to life and somehow I feel that the energy of my soul should have this effect on it.

"I want to read everybook they've ever written about love and lust and lasciviousness, I want to feed from the lives of the beautiful and thrilling and feathers and pearls. I wish I lived where every word uttered was a world onto itself and no one had to apologize for anything except a blessed, wretched, abandon, trumpets and horns and voices straining to a heaven like pomogranate juice bleeding on your tongue." - unknown