All that we experience, our perceptions – sights & insights – seem like a surreal mix of fact and fantasy. There are no lines dividing anything anywhere & existence rides upon interpretations. This blog will surf, fly, jog, dive, swim, jump & at times even hobble through planes of experiences that will include poetry, protests, design, tales, photo-tales and whatever else is discovered & needs to be shared.
Romantic Cuddle play a wild song fire another rhythm listen like a true kiss gaze between love and lust touch heady aromas gift desire all evening Poem by Arvind Passey 23 August 2010