I walked off the plane and stepped back into time. Found a city with seamless edges that mold and fit to the curves of my mind. Tugged on my inner child and left "guilty" out of pleasures like dirt wiped off the soles of my shoes.
Enter...
The alluring mist of spiritual whispers tucked away in the back alley of dimly lit cobblestone roads. Energy of generations of royal families lavish parties dancing to the sounds of horns, trumpets, as the saints are marching in. Raining jeweled beads from the sky of sultry balconies.
Souls tapping to the Jazzman with coins in his eyes that lived many lives and came back for his wife...or concubine.
Life and Death does not exist along the slim secret passageway of spinning libraries in beautifully built French Townhouses. Finger tips caress wax figurines, yard dolls and lost passages of biblical references.
In the Backroom...
A scandalous sense of enjoying The Other Side of Reality.
There...
Behind the beaded curtain a 85 year old sliver haired woman can tell you your present, past and future. Spirits of family members filling the room; sharing stories, predictions and their observations.
My child...
The LOVE of your LIFE is waiting and ready...
Here...
Ahhh...The Ace of Spades...
Good fortune!!!
Get over yourself!!!
Live in the moment and be REBORN!!!
After two local serenades, Tropical Island Hand Grenades, Topless Tuesday shots, Cafe du Monde powered face Beignets and talk with my deceased Great Aunt...
I fell into a RABBIT HOLE!!!
Then I fell in love.
Screaming...
BLACK & GOLD!!!
Love,
Acting and Apple Pie
WOW can u say Cat Fish and Gumbo!!!!! Excellent piece! You truly capture the soul and Essence of your journey......Loved it. Thanks
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