If I can't be wild I can't be at all. What is to be wild? To be free. What is to be free? To be unafraid.
Give love. Plenty of it.
Every day is a joy.
I want to be with you in a drawing of Klee.
¿Son las flores en su mediodía bolsillos de lluvia?
Life knows you so well that everyday gives you a surprise.
We live to hear the birds.
Give me a bicycle and a Bible and I won't be back to Twitter.
Thank you for being here now, whatever here and now means.
To anyone reading this: you are a very dear and beautiful tree.
Le temps existe pour que nous puissions aller de l'avant.
Time exists so we can move on.
That I love is true, the truth.
A la verdad se vuelve.
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Fly, 1970. (Yoko Ono) |
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