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love's function is to fabricate unknownness

(known being wishless;but love,all of wishing)

batang mahilig managinip
2 February
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(For documentation's sake, my old journal is here. & look, stamped!)

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

[a good theory indeed]

There is no definitive "Maya"; instead "Maya" is just a body occupied by a variety of personalities, or a personality of variety. (Anything I write here ends up being untrue at some point or other, so I give up in trying to write a mini-biography of myself.) The end. :]

Also, read this poem; it's beautiful.

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Journal moodtheme by heartaddiction; various brush credits here; layout uses halffling's Opal template.

[ header image by the wonderful yun kouga ]
[ literally every piece of permanent uncited text by e.e. cummings ]
[ as well as the poem on the header ]

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