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manhattan
A mad hatter with a hat on. A man-made heaven. A three syllabled paradise. Man-hatt-an. A Lego square with intestines and glowing lights. A mecca. A melting pot. A miasma. A jungle book of noise. A city of drama and dreams. A salute, a nod, a handshake to mankind. An applause. A bow. A silver smile.
truth
The truth stands before us like a silver sword waiting to be grasped. It glows with certainty. There is no avoiding it. The truth will set us free, but only if it is acknowledged. And then, like a flurry of white feathers in the breeze, everything will become light again, its dimensions doubt-free.
flames
Up in flames, what we had. Invisible, licking hot flames. Everything blistered and gone. Ashy embers, charred bones. What did we expect with flammable dreams? No flesh remains now, only the fossilized imprint of who we were. I wouldn't recognise you now. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. But through the cleansing fire I've walked, and am reborn. You wouldn't know me now, either. Inflammable.
lamb
They say if March comes in like a lamb (mild and quiet, with a frolick) - it will go out like a lion (with a roar - stormy weather). Or vice-versa - in like a lion, out like a lamb. I don't know which I prefer, maybe just the lamb, all lamb, all frolicking around green fields and little baa giggles and oodles and everything light.
knock
Knock Knock? Who's there? Universe thumps a reply. Yeah, I've been knocked down but I'll get up again...(you're never going to keep me down) It's a hard knock life for us... Knock-kneed I venture forward. Knock knock? Is anyone there? Really, is anyone there? Said the traveller, knocking on the moonlit door....
master
'I am the captain of my soul, the master of my fate.' I will conquer, I will endure, I will learn how to do this. I will reign over the fear that encircles me and tame the doubt. I will triumph.
experience
Experience is such a vast word. Well it has to be really I suppose, as it contains within it many worlds. Like a Russian doll word. With many layers. And many learnings. Experience is a pupil crouched at a desk, absorbed in a book. Experience is a barefoot traveller in a strange country. Experience is hands digging in to new food. Experience is new sensations, realisations, revelations, all tearing off another layer of wrapping on the gift of the world.
five
High five man. Five-a-side. Five fingers, five toes, five gives a rosy glow. Two pairs and one alone.
higher
'Your love keeps lifting me, lifting me higher....' Higher and higher above sky, above horizon line, high enough to see everything that was hidden before. From tethered to ground to sky-diving, feathers transforming frowns, ties to trampoline. Everything looks different here. I live in a new plane.
soon
Don't say soon. Soon is too faraway, too vague. Like a balloon set to air that drifts away. Soon is like that. It can escape you. It's as distant as the North Pole. It placates, excuses, postpones.
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