The blue journal has the words Things of Which I've Thought on the front. The orange reads All of this Knowing. They know me in the private, the public, the ether and the all. They are such close companions.
A poem in the orange journal contains the following lines:
I am a childI bring them up today because I found the blue journal again after a lot of looking. And I think it is only fair that those who read my blog, the journal that you are all a part of and may look at publicly, know of the existance of SC's secret twins.
of purple flame -
I know that
twisting of the stomach that comes with laughter.
let the dance
let the indie freak
rise from within,
like a Buddha
your eyes -
circles of such
for you are
"Language is the dress of thought."
Join me for a cup.