this is the kind of description btw you wouldn't really liken to a butterfly. i meant for it to be otherworldly and imaginative. hope you guys enjoy it!
the faerie
drinking tears and hushing fears away…
Thus is the ode to the butterfly.
She hath no sense of self. she is transparent to the whoreish forget-me-nots.
she translates lullabies into many languages…
some that exist to us, some supernatural, some that speak to a place in our being that is so precious we don’t even know, and we don’t realize we have it.
Well, i’m sure there’s something like it. if we can find planets that possibly fulfill longer lives and are still trying to figure out time travel, that is definitely a mystery solvable to somebody’s genius.
but the butterfly, the most genius of all, won’t give that away.
she reads dreams, she accepts make believe, because the imagination is the secret weapon of our inner power.
believe it’s there, and believe in the butterfly.
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When you argue with an idiot, they drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.
--anonymous
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22 Mar 2012, 11:11 pm
