I love love this. I am officially designating this as my summer song.
If I was a musician I would like the band I’m in to be called Bahamastadon.
At the end of this year I’m going to take drawings from all my school papers and combine them into one collage.
And I have officially have decided I am a naturalistic pantheist because I agree with the characteristics:
- Reverence, awe, wonder and a feeling of belonging to Nature and the wider Universe.
- Respect and active care for the rights of all humans and other living beings.
- Celebration of our lives in our bodies on this beautiful earth as a joy and a privilege.
- Realism - acceptance that the external world exists independently of human consciousness or perception.
- Strong naturalism - without belief in supernatural realms, afterlives, beings or forces.
- Respect for reason, evidence and the scientific method as our best ways of understanding nature and the Universe.
- Promotion of religious tolerance, freedom of religion and complete separation of state and religion.
We climbed under a wire fence to walk through a forest and get to a field to have a picnic. It turns out we were in someone’s 93874296348723 acre front yard and they came to tell us to leave and ask how we got in. All the woman’s words sounded fairly cold and double edged and her husband looked like the guy with the pitchfork in that famous painting of the farmers. He didn’t talk and just stared at us angrily, it was scary. Rachel thought on her feet and said “Oh, we came in through the space by the church.” I’m not even sure if there actually was a church but we quickly left and maybe they went to go investigate. If I saw children in my 187272863 acre front yard picnicking, I’d check it out then leave them to enjoy. Their property is asking to be broken into, when you see a huge forest behind a black fence that is quite easy to get around, there is no way you can just leave it unexplored. Then we went back to Annie’s, I love her mason jar cups and her pig and mouse and cat and dog that you have to work for the attention of. We played egyptian rat screw, which never fails to get everyone very on edge. By now it was night time and everyone was tired of the never ending game of cards so we went outside to enjoy the storm. We did some interpretive dancing to improvised poetry, phrases like “I am the soft dewy grass that cushions your feet.” Laeticia and I fell down in the grass and stayed there. The sky was dark and some parts looked red and the trees were swaying and the grass was cool and we could fully appreciate the rain drops falling on us. I looked at the trees and then a shape of the sky behind them stayed imprinted in my vision for a while. We went home, I ate warm food and changed quickly in hopes of avoiding potential illness.
Remember when I used to call you pie? That’s embarrassing and now it was a long time ago because you’re sixteen yay! Also remember when we made elaborate and gruesome plans to escape band? that was less long ago but still embarrassing. We should do that again some time. You’re pretty cool for an ex wife I guess. Take over the tri-state area with me?
this is my best friend sam and she’s perfect and it’s her birthday so she has to be celebrated
sam you’re superific! will you be the stanley to my stella?
oh my gosh hannah you’re perfect
ps hi guys this is me (being a tad strange)
and of course, i’ll be your stanley!!!
Sam montage <3<3
“No question of writing to the Wild Children. They think in images— prose is for them a code not yet fully digested & ossified, just as for us never fully trusted.”
“Children whose clarified senses betray them into a brilliant sorcery of beautiful pleasure reflect something feral & smutty in the nature of reality itself.”
“the wild ones, are images of each other, linked & bordered by that silver chain which defines the pale of sensuality, transgression & vision… a delirious & obsessive play, powered by the spectral brilliance of the wolves & their children.”
lock eyes from across the room
down my drink as the rhythms boom
take your hand and skip the names, no need here for the silly games.
