Kovači sudbine - The smiths of destiny
21.11.2016., ponedjeljak
Dolores in the Sky...
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Dolores in the Sky... [written up to 05.10.2016] ( You're standing, and you sense like two unknown hands are trying to reach you, and touch you and feel you... And pat and rub and shake you like a playful child...and... At that moment it looks like you're a bit worried and overwhelmed. Questions upon your head. ... ... And then...you finally smiled. Now, tears in your eyes. Little happy tears. Shiny beam is piercing right into...your only heart. Healing, lovely pinpointed energy. Feels also probably a bit like hugs in Morrissey's concerts. May be so? ...And much, much more. Through your eyes into you. Through your heart into your eyes. Un-buyable input. Little man's best wishes to you. And many, many good years, ahead. No worries if it tickles you. No worries if it feels like kisses are laid upon your hands, eyelids, forehead and hair... Because... If they really are, they are quite harmless and antish. Hush... Hush... You're bouncing of - cloud to cloud like a kid on the trampoline. In between, gliding and tumbling across... The vast friendly space like a smiling carefree whale in the big sea. Maybe...you're even gently spinning around. ... ... Feeling is very soft and warm, only slightly hazy... Now look really deep... Into your soul...Then...you'll know the right answer... ... ... It's Only...concentrated and dedicated pure Love. [accent on ''Only''] Nothing more. Mirth... And You...Are safe in the Sky. ... Happy B., D., always be well [in whispering voice] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (Do not misplace the song meaning - try and see it is nowhere near about your death but about you enjoying your life, playing like as you have the ability to fly. That good.) (...) in text means short pause for a few moments, for words to ''sink in''. |