and alabaster. Waiting for the perfect coffee beans to match my inner water. Learning to breathe and slow brew life into art and vice versa. Words, sounds, rhythms, shapes, smells and so on. Missing nothing and processing what I want to in good time. Perpetually providing dew drop sized drops of pure delight and flushing out the useless. Yes, that is how I will roll. Standing back as often as possible. Breathing, and ACTION … PERHAPS I AM BLUE SKY red earth, never-dark night, smog-filled day. Green forests. Deep blue waters. Deserts. Swirling winds and, of course, .a clown without a circus with golden goggles and muddy feet. I WANT TO BE the Karoo thrush diving through suburban undergrowth as Bloemfontein fills with white butterflies
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