it took traveling to an island many times...

until we found one another...



Erin:

When her face speaks the sadness of yesterday,
I wilt a bit more,
than my own face allows the reflection to reveal.
Only if she'd let me hold her
for a little while,
I'd do my best to absorb the
blackhole vibes that sometimes
consume her eyes.
Then she's not alone.

a week ago, this came...

while on the rooftop, star gazing with her:

If I accidentally veer from your
eyes,
please know my gaze is only trying to
capture the moon
for you.
Or a cluster of stars with
5 galaxies
devoid
of blackhole thoughts.
Chasing shooting stars for us
to survive on.
I'll hunt the night
perpetual
for the hope that
we'll never fade
into daylight,
or deviate
from one another's
hearts.

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THIS IS ART!!!

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peter pan is a 60+ year old senior citizen in Japan...

What majestic pageantry this place can surprise you with...after a rather disconnected exhibition at "21-21" design studio in Roppongi's mid town, Kosuke, Erin and I went to wander about in Roppongi Hills...after finding a bench to sit on directly in front of the bathroom on the fourth floor, a magickal being made his way out of the loo. His gaze focused, a glint in his eye spoke of never-neverland and he approached us speaking some suave engrish. "where are you from?" he asked, casting a silent spell for a brief moment, "I'm from California," I answered. "O! I lived in Berkley, where are you from in California," he inquired with a rather youthful smile. After some exchange of english he revealed, "I'm Peter!" He asked if we'd like to join him and his girlfriend, "she's 60..." for a drink of shochu (soju) with them. Peter Pan apparently enjoys his drank. He led us to an establishment entirely fashioned of wood, polished and lively, he ordered us some magnificent drinks and scrimps. Peter Pan's girlfriend was a kind and honest older woman, she enjoys practicing her english which wasn't half bad...but my mind kept wondering, how did Peter Pan become a Japanese man with a PHD from Harvard in IT technologies...? Never-Neverland must have been eternities ago but his youthful demeanor still danced, taunting our shadows to come out and play. What marvelous imbibing potions he ordered, it was like drinking the night sky in a clear twilight. The moon began to sway the tides of time, now I know why he brought us to his tree house, to help us understand this presence of time, to learn to capture it with our entire might and make the most of it. "My professor at Berkley use to ask me, 'what have you done in a week? nothing???'...he was beeelly strict! but I learned..." Apparently it's never too late to become what we truly want and know in our depths we can be. Thank you Peter Pan and Kathy (his gf) for the wondrous time away from time! What's coming can only be up to us, to follow the beckoning of wonder or to deny kindly the opportunities we're faced with constantly. Let's all follow those magnetic energies which strike curiosity is such a naked way that we too are stripped clean of identity and can then share in random beauty!