in baghdad, dreaming of cairo

here, suddenly, the smallest journey (halfway across this small island) has become more daunting than crossing the continent for days, weeks, months, lifetimes. It's all inside. Distance is just a map, and the time it takes to get across it is just a breath or two. Hold your breath 'til the sun goes down, si, vamos! I forget all the time that strength comes and goes, that the details are most important and vital, to gaze at everything closely, that a blink will have you falling.The danger of disappearing before human sight, everytime I return.but it is good and necessary to return, regardless. A voice inside the beat says'I know you're tired,but come. This is the way'.-Rumi&I create and I believe. I create because I believe, and believe because I create. Whoever believes, creates. Whoever creates, believes. Fingers in the clay. I believe. I create because I believe in the clay. I create with the clay.-Miguel Angel Asturiasand o', how good it is to create in these days!follow the blossom. everything else will come, soon.