#beyourlife

[aphroditeisthejackal]

••• CYBER MATTER ft @eleonorapuleo coming soon on Youtube 🖤🌈🌿 #mabbastavoodoo #iva #beyourself #beyourlife dedicated to myself to my friends and to my father. (presso Paradise)

[bretonlalama-blog]

be your life.

floating flying thinking about dying and wondering if wandering will lead farther or closer to a place called home seeing over a white white clothed shoulder a boy in a pocket of blonde light and daring to type dangerous words into the black and white abyss of technology risking the greedy eyes of bored neighbour passengers indulgent entertainment is spying the privacies of others. seeing someone naked can have nothing to do with human anatomy; rather, it can be reading their mind’s eye as it weeps onto a page.

aloft in the sky upside down to some maybe to myself who knows how deep my oblivion runs. the stars open up when you hang convention by its manicured toes and dangle your arms into the ground. when you call something what it apparently isn’t you’re doing existence a favour you’re doing the same thing someone did when that someone dubbed a thing its ‘proper’ name. don’t ca ll shame an enemy; shame can be a teacher a reminder of mortality or a liar if attempted to be imposed by others don’t feel impolite by rejecting its advances to your bed if you don’t feel it has the right to ogle you into submission. don’t let fear become your tour guide on this journey through life don’t let definitions define you hold onto your own and use words only as swords and tools not as bindings and instructions. use rules as hurdles on your racetrack and perceive ‘forbidden’ synonymous to ‘challenge’. tantalize yourself with fear make fear your whore and ride her until you get off on her get off on getting her off and pay greatly to conquer her day after day night after starless or starry night both. mount her and relish each moment spent within her and don’t get too comfortable ever because then you know you’re not challenging yourself then you know you’ve slipped from the realm of excitement into the realm of normality that world lacking appreciation and soaking richly in taken-for-granted-ness velvet passed off as cotton gold passed off as plastic. never live a plastic life always always always strive to walk the tightrope of liquid gold quivering each moment in stunning delicious zealous discomfort and yes let this lack of so-called normalcy this irreverent refusal to supine to societal sobriquet be your ‘forbidden’ be your soul’s deserved kiss be your light be your life.