for boy w and girl m

Two years... since my favourite lost her favourite, and the littlest one - the miracle baby - lost his partner in crime. The answers never arrived, so we cleave to the mystery.

We lift our hands up to the sky - our questions in one palm and our pain in the other. We find a way to hold them both at once, because love is big enough to hold the paradox, the divine tension. This is our offering and our remembrance. The pieces of our shattered innocence.

folie en masse

Our souls are begging for the world to fuck us over. Something deeper in us wants to remember it.... That we are not special at all; we are one of many, a cog in the mystery machine. And it will come as a great relief, to shirk the burden of uniqueness, to find we’re here for something bigger than our facebook profiles.

"Texas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession. Above all, Texas is a nation in every sense of the word."
-John Steinbeck