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Ondine She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She can take the dark out of the nighttime And paint the daytime black. --Bob Dylan 2004-08-16 11:24 PM Wings Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Euphoric Read/Post Comments (1) |
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I have sprouted wings. I have changed into something else--not human any more--not earthly. I know it's the combination of martial arts and losing fifty pounds. I have lost weight before and it felt great and I looked great and everything was great--but I was still a human being. I still had this thing called gravity ruling my body. Well, it's just not that way anymore. I have wings. I can kick as high as Wally. That's not possible. I almost kicked him in the head, like twenty times, in basics. Human beings can't do that. I know this is crazy talk, but I feel the wings. It's chrysalis--it's becoming something else. All those years in the dojo, where I had this in me, but the fat kept me earthbound--human. The fat made life so harsh and heavy. It made me so tired. Now it's gone and I am flying with these glorious wings. Jenn and I in the dragon circle facing five huge men--taking them down. Fiercity--yeah--and wings, Jenn. |
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