Blazing stars in a massive black sky: Uruguay, 21 de diciembre de 2013
Last night we drank wine and smoked out of my new pipe, which still does not have a name. We took pictures of frogs, walked to the ocean in the moonlight, waves thundering under the milky way, blazing stars in a massive black sky. The only place I ever want to be, swallowed by infinity pulsing around me, except next time solo for ultimate comfortability.
He makes me anxious, another human with a penis that wants something from me I feel unable to give. Unwilling to give, because I don’t feel anything. Are we stuck together?
This moment is candlelit and soaking in the vibes of open-minded people. Dripping like the white wax melting in pillars. This language is strange music that is so easy to lose yourself in. Pay attention only to the sound of his voice and not to what is being said. And especially don’t worry about social cues and being able to answer, and their reactions to you not being able to understand. Let the idea that you are learning something so new and exciting be the focus of your attention. Keep climbing that ladder to their plane of existence, a naked outline colored in with words. You’ll get there, eventually.