The stars they whisper…

I am loved. I am the universe. I painted most of this yesterday. Today I intended to paint an Eagle. The wings of an eagle, strong creating a heart shape. The wings of an Eagle would have been great. I ‘ll paint them tomorrow. We all have the streangth to soar among midnight skies over the towers of London, the Basilica in Rome, oceans of Austrailia… where we please. I should plan this project. That would be cool. I could include the Taj Mahal and the Pyramids of Egypt. Perfect. Done.

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These blue and purple skies with all their stars and the heart shaped trees capture what I want to feel. I understand the hurt and the pain. Ok not like them, and yet I feel. That’s just it, we are us. I drove through LA on Saturday. The billboard, We’re in this together made me think are we really?