there's no place like home

There was a rainbow yesterday, two of them right next to each other, glowing with ethereal light. One was so bright it was almost solid, and every color was vivid and blended into the other. The other was faded, distant, like it was a vision into the other side of the universe, like there was an infinite distance between the two rainbows and you could see the whole way.

I wanted to stand in that infinite space, and hold out my arms, and sing.

chasing smoke

It is strange to know that there is so much inside you, so much to say, but there is nothing important that comes out of you, no secrets of the universe or even whispers of greatness. I write meaningless giberish in hopes of making sense to someone, somewhere, or at least to myself.

I have an aunt, and she is magnificent. She blogs here, writes down her joys and sorrows, her everydays. She changes the world with her thoughts, and I can't even blow out my birthday candles right.

There is just so much beauty in the world, and all I want to do is show it to the people around me, the blind souls who linger in the greyness and reject the silver lining. I am sensing it may be a lost cause.