I need. My belly needs, a child, a star is born_angels all around, doubts a plenty, cats meowing abound.
The dar kshadows inthe film ´ghost´ scare me. like pale refelctions of a dream (about a worm, when I was plagued by its prescence on my plate,even when everything is, all aroundus, perfect and fine). Like the algae at the middle of the cear blue sea give you that vague, special, uncertain obscure sensation.
Deciphering it, on the other hand, is tricky. It can seem impossible to accept darkness. If light is the life you live. Yet darkness exists, and it cannot be judged good or bad, until you have felt its delicious pain eroding all fears you had about yourself. But it cannot be over esteemed, for itdoes not heal- it only destroys to allow new things to grow.
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