Saturday, September 18, 2010

CRYSTAL OBSESSION




Do they have special powers? Maybe. Are they an exquisite display of nature at its best? Definitely. I am crystal obsessed lately. They seem to suck me in, mesmerize me. I marvel at their beauty and draw comfort in their vibe. I would like to live in a big crystal cave, a giant thunder egg. As a teenager I would walk barefoot with my gypsy friends out into the wilderness and explore the dirt and the creek beds just hoping to find a spectacular crystal formation, a mineral specimen to call my own. They remind me of when I was sixteen, the days when life was less complicated and a Sunday morning was spent dancing in the rainforest surrounded by girls in long velvet skirts with dread locks in their hair. The smell of patchouli oil, fire smoke, weed and youth. That's right, I'm crystal obsessed.

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