Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Lumina, as a woman heart cloud

Every color in her invites you to fly.
"Come," her jeweled blue eyes shine, "the world is not always so kind. You look tired and weary from the burdens of your toil. Come with me! Come fly to the clouds!"

Suddenly you find yourself with a beautiful woman, the epidemy of Woman, holding your hand and leading you to her cloud castle. She is laughing and splashing through the fluff and wonder of clouds.

You find yourself leaping too. You can't help it! It's so light up here! So pure! Nothing is real, and that's just the kind of escape you were looking for!

Then you open your eyes. She is there, searching for you. Not your body or your mask. YOU. "There you are," she says, and she puts her hand on your heart. "Shhh... it's going to be alright." You realize that you are crying. It's time to go back to reality. "Your heart is breaking, you're so sad," she says rocking you. "Your heart is breaking, you're so sad," she repeats over and over.

A woman heart cloud doesn't let you live in the clouds as an escape. She allows you to go there for brief moments of rejuvination. All you really need is your heart to be noticed, and comforted by a passing cloud.

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