horse. The black sheep. The odd bod.
The daydreamer. The underdog. The
loner. The hermit. The enlightened.
The outcast. The believer. The eccentric.
The maverick. The old soul. The lost.
The forgotten. The wild spirit. The
quirky. And all who believe in magick.
You are my tribe". ~Amelia Dashwood
I soooo wish I had written these words!
They are inscribed on that magick banner
that proceeds me in the battle that is this
life.
I am beyond grateful that I was reared
by an eccentric father. I never did fit in
the cookie cutter set. Too odd, would
be my guess. My entire life, I have been
fortunate to find those fab peoples who,
although different from me, are unique.
I like people who think outside the box.
I LOVE people who dispense with the
box entirely! Come on! Let's build a
Spring bonfire and burn those boxes!
What a glorious way to keep warm.
Let's color outside the lines! All colors,
black and white, no colors at all. Let's
seek out those brilliant strains that make
us each different. Live and let live! Let's
raise our glasses to those quirks within.
color me magick
so love me some strange odd rare
lets rock different
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