Showing posts with label H. G. Wells. Show all posts
Showing posts with label H. G. Wells. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

M O O N



There is something so seductive about a perfect circle. It makes me think of the moon, and when my eyes rest on this shape, I get momentarily transfixed. It is no wonder that so many musicians, artists & writers are woo’ed by the moon and the ideal of being lost for a second into it’s perfect glow, to forget reality & remember all the fairytale surrounding this majestic night light.

Perhaps we have been brainwashed,
but such a perfect fiction to get lost in.

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