and what it all boils down to is this..i marvel. i offer my heart in cupped hands to life and say "eat" and know it wont flinch when in return i show my teeth. i marvel at the world interpreted through our senses. and more, at the fact that music can be read. red like a heart dissected, but impossible to break into chapters. i marvelled when he said that "the sky was moving in two directions", but the rock stood firm beneath his feet. marvelled at everything your name means; at why i believe in things i cannot touch. we are each of us seeds, thinking ourselves trees. do not promise that which you cannot live through. offer thanks to all the sources from which you grow. stretch and grow into yourself and out of your skin.