The best and most beautiful
things in the world
cannot be seen nor even touched,
but just felt in the heart.
-Helen Keller
there are days when i sit down to post here, and
i can't help but think to myself: "Why?"
"What is the goal here? What is the point?"
and i don't ever have a definitive answer to that.
Its not about sex. i guess its just the mystery of
it .... a unique woman unafraid to go beyond
the boundaries of society - not in a gaudy way
like you see in magazines. Just in a way that
shows that there is beauty in things and places
you don't expect to see them. i think moving to
the desert has done that for me. At first glance,
this is a hostile, barren place to live. But if
you watch a cactus, steadfast against the heat
and limited water supply, slowly grow its only
flower whose petals are delicate as tissue paper
and brightly colored, you realize that it takes
quite an effort to be so beautiful, even for such
a short time. A cactus flower rarely lasts more
than 24-36 hours. If you don't happen to catch it,
you may not get to see it again for another year.
Maybe i'm just rambling in a moment of time that
has me wondering "why" .... and that's when i
tell myself, "why not?"