Friday, June 15, 2007
Please.
Make it stop. Make the cliches stop forming at the tip of my tongue so that I may speak in words that have an unattributable meaning, a meaning I have made, not re-used and recycled phrases from childrens books and those compilations of contemporary 'jargon'. Make these paralysing thoughts stop. Banish the heart-stopping fear that latches on with a lock-jaw, a lock no amount of force can undo. Let there be a single moment of clarity, of truth, however fake it may be. Let it exist for hopes sake, for hope of sanity amidst a cloud of crazy. Or thoughts of crazy. Or are thoughts of insanity simply the signposts to the eventual destination? Read me a fairytale and put me to bed. Make it stop.
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hello Camille.... if I could , I would love to read you a fairy story and stop your bad-sad thoughts. But I am far away , so I shall think of you instead. x
Isabelle, thank you. My favourite is the Swan Princess, do you know that one?
xx
And I recommend reading the perfect bedtime story of 'The Little Prince' by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. I think you will appreciate it and get as much out of it, and be as inspired by it, as I was ... I hope sleep finds you soon.
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