To days of inspiration
Making something out of nothing
The need to express
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane
Going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Emotion, devotion, to causing a...more »

To days of inspiration
Making something out of nothing
The need to express
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane
Going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation
Compassion, to passion when it's new

I want to belong to a bohemian culture in the "Old World". To drink wine all day long and ponder life's great Truths or at least share the thoughts and feelings that desperately need to escape from their current lock-up in my lonely mind.
I am stifled here--forced to keep my opinions, my ideas, quiet. Heaven forbid that people's carefully guarded illusions be shattered by the mention of something new or different. I need to be among those who will encourage and respect my attempts to see beyond what is to what could be. I find myself becoming dull and am terrified, above all, of turning complacent. I agree whole-heartedly with the assertion that there is nothing worse in life than being ordinary. « less