Fleur Green

This is a record of my studies and travels from 2006.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Free Writing from 2010.

When did it become apparent that you were meant to be somewhere else? Was it when you realised it was too dark to read? Was it when you realised the moon was concerned for your well – being? Was it when you began shooting stars from the sky? Was it when you drowned the bucket in the well? Was it when you forgot to butter your crumpet?

When did you realise you were no longer you? Was it when you stopped thinking about running on the spot and started running in circles? Was it when you put your hands over your ears and started screaming? Was it when you drew the curtains and walked into the walls? Was it when you started playing the drum with your feet?

Stop and think. Wait for something to come. Wait for the truth. You’ll know when it comes. Sometimes all we have to do is wait. And when it arrives it will be a simple song for all ears. Divine.

-Fleur Green 2010 Ó

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