"He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying." Friedrich Nietzche
All my life I have had dreams of flying. I always fly the same way. I always have trouble getting my feet off the ground in times of trouble. I fly alone. I soar above the clouds. I explore vast green valleys.
All my life, I've been envious of birds and angels. One evening in elementary school while my parents were away, I climbed atop my house, sat on the roof and cried aloud to my guardian angel, "PLEASE! Please, teach me to fly away from this place..."
My favorite hymn...
My favorite song from Moulin Rouge!...
"My soul is in the sky." William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
and my favorite song of all time...
One day I'll fly away... Over the rainbow...O, Glory, I'll fly away.
I reside in dreams. Even while wakeful, my heart yearns for the unreal. In mind and spirit, I dwell in a world of imagination, whimsy, magic. If only my wings were strong enough to take me there, to free me from my cage of reality. One day... One day, I'll fly away.
2 comments:
love the post. small grammatical/spelling error, since i know how anal you are about these things. "of" instead of "off" in the third sentence. ;) this message will self destruct in ten seconds or something like that. :) (meaning, you can delete it if you want)
thank you! you know me all too well... haha
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