sequoiaoakwood's Journal

rain slices the sky
into this melting cloud i float inside of with you
touching the stars and the crooked branches that we climb
tipping our heads back to taste the sweetness

this morning i had a philisophical conversation with jennifer about conformity. i told her that there are three types of conformists. the first type of conformist just conforms because he doesn't know any better, and thinks that life is about just following the rules and getting rewarded for doing that. the second one conforms but complains about it all the time. and awareness that doesn't go beyond itself. and the third one conforms with an awareness that he's doing it for freedom, and then he celebrates his freedom. i told my sister to be the third type of conformist, when you hafta be a conformist at all. cuz there are gnomes in the forest that make you do silly tricks, and its best to get by them and get rid of them if you can't kill em so that you can go along the merry path of forest life.

after that danielle, jen, and i hungout by the pool and i felt like a piece of sea-weed floating in the water. it was very peaceful and fun. then me, jen, and jodie went to the cove and had a picnic. the cove looked so pretty. there was this giant, crooked tree in the sky with stars around it i felt very happy with them there, connected. the sisterhood song is beautiful.

then we went to the living room, where i'm goign to apply for a job, and i saw mark, and i think he likes me. he seems worthy of hanging out with again.

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