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Hello! My name is Eirene and this is where I keep some of my writings and photos, as well as graphics and fun stuff. If you have trouble navigating you can use the Site Map.
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I want to dance under translucent stars and candy-cotton clouds.
I want a world decorated with strings of velvet threads and coloured waterdrops.
A myriad of cluttered dreams and peacock feathers.
Words like quivering storms and burning stars. Rose gardens, that the rain can't trample. I want people to break the walls that keep them apart, to break the bubbles that keep them safe in their ignorance; and turn off the digital quicksand that pulls them in so fast they forget their names. I want tears of laughter instead of pain and anger. Love like hurricanes, and hearts like galaxies, like fire and oceans merged together. Swallows that don't fly away from winter, but decorate the trees with snowflakes. A world that does not need to be politically correct. That does not greet others with bullets or indifference. I want the backyards and the dusty attics to look like Dali's paintings. I want a moon that sings, and men that kiss other men and the crowd applauds.
(Because if you think you are better than them, then you are so much worse.)
I want to fly too close to the sun; I want to run until I have no breath. I want to live.
In a world, that's worth living in.
