“It’s awful to think that I shall probably never, as long as I live, see you dancing like that again all by yourself.”
“I know very few young people, but it seems to me that they are all possessed with an almost fatal hunger for permanence.”
-Evelyn Waugh, Vile Bodies
The novel that made me laugh out loud and feel infinitely sad at the same time.
how do I explain that it’s how I understand the world?
the fluttering melodies around me
flowing through my veins
past every i n h a l e
into every pore
entering my very essence
intertwining itself with my soul
the colourful brush strokes of paint
the gentle caress of a soulful harmony
the flow of my body as I launch it through the world
dancing as though
I was the movement
I, my body, and the air, the movements,
reaffirms my life
Yes, art is important to me.
How else would I know I were alive?