Star Garden

**Synced with Echoes by Pink Floyd
**
Feeling maternal when I don't even have children. Brakhage you're magical

**Synced with Echoes by Pink Floyd
**
Feeling maternal when I don't even have children. Brakhage you're magical

It’s 11 pm, am ready to close my eyes asleep but I am faced by the impossibility of the sun. The hope and pain it brings me so gentle and unconditional it’s almost intoxicating. I know everything thing there is to know about what I am seeing here, my family, my friends, my house, the childhood, my life, waving like the trees brushed up against the passing wind. Everything wooden and hand made, love existing within the sun illuminating everything with careless clarity, absorbed with existing complete beauty. I’m tired, dirty unwashed plates but I never feel so alive, I’ve never feel so alive. This is what alive means. I’m ready to go to bed now, for tomorrow I’ll see the sun first thing, I never thought of it like that before; the heat that welcomes me back. Touch me warm as if I am held by everyone in my life that I love, no wonder it is so hot! It’s great to be more grateful than you already are. Star Garden, what an exercise in transcendent unity this is! Everything is perfect even the dirty walls and corners are beautiful because we can see it, we made it happen. We clean it again and again, It’ll happen again just like the sun and the moon, life and death, memory and experience. May I wish I see it for real, this dream and harmony but I know I do, I have many times and I’ll see it more with you, like how I may talk to you again tomorrow. Yeah, thank you. Might be silly but am feeling sweet as roses and beds, I dedicated this to you.

It’s 11 pm, am ready to close my eyes asleep but I am faced by the impossibility of the sun. The hope and pain it brings me so gentle and unconditional it’s almost intoxicating. I know everything thing there is to know about what I am seeing here, my family, my friends, my house, the childhood, my life, waving like the trees brushed up against the passing wind. Everything wooden and hand made, love existing within the sun illuminating everything with careless clarity, absorbed with existing complete beauty. I’m tired, dirty unwashed plates but I never feel so alive, I’ve never feel so alive. This is what alive means. I’m ready to go to bed now, for tomorrow I’ll see the sun first thing, I never thought of it like that before; the heat that welcomes me back. Touch me warm as if I am held by everyone in my life that I love, no wonder it is so hot! It’s great to be more grateful than you already are. Star Garden, what an exercise in transcendent unity this is! Everything is perfect even the dirty walls and corners are beautiful because we can see it, we made it happen. We clean it again and again, It’ll happen again just like the sun and the moon, life and death, memory and experience. May I wish I see it for real, this dream and harmony but I know I do, I have many times and I’ll see it more with you, like how I may talk to you again tomorrow. Yeah, thank you. Might be silly but am feeling sweet as roses and beds, I dedicated this to you.

It’s 11 pm, am ready to close my eyes asleep but I am faced by the impossibility of the sun. The hope and pain it brings me so gentle and unconditional it’s almost intoxicating. I know everything thing there is to know about what I am seeing here, my family, my friends, my house, the childhood, my life, waving like the trees brushed up against the passing wind. Everything wooden and hand made, love existing within the sun illuminating everything with careless clarity, absorbed with existing complete beauty. I’m tired, dirty unwashed plates but I never feel so alive, I’ve never feel so alive. This is what alive means. I’m ready to go to bed now, for tomorrow I’ll see the sun first thing, I never thought of it like that before; the heat that welcomes me back. Touch me warm as if I am held by everyone in my life that I love, no wonder it is so hot! It’s great to be more grateful than you already are. Star Garden, what an exercise in transcendent unity this is! Everything is perfect even the dirty walls and corners are beautiful because we can see it, we made it happen. We clean it again and again, It’ll happen again just like the sun and the moon, life and death, memory and experience. May I wish I see it for real, this dream and harmony but I know I do, I have many times and I’ll see it more with you, like how I may talk to you again tomorrow. Yeah, thank you. Might be silly but am feeling sweet as roses and beds, I dedicated this to you.

It’s 11 pm, am ready to close my eyes asleep but I am faced by the impossibility of the sun. The hope and pain it brings me so gentle and unconditional it’s almost intoxicating. I know everything thing there is to know about what I am seeing here, my family, my friends, my house, the childhood, my life, waving like the trees brushed up against the passing wind. Everything wooden and hand made, love existing within the sun illuminating everything with careless clarity, absorbed with existing complete beauty. I’m tired, dirty unwashed plates but I never feel so alive, I’ve never feel so alive. This is what alive means. I’m ready to go to bed now, for tomorrow I’ll see the sun first thing, I never thought of it like that before; the heat that welcomes me back. Touch me warm as if I am held by everyone in my life that I love, no wonder it is so hot! It’s great to be more grateful than you already are. Star Garden, what an exercise in transcendent unity this is! Everything is perfect even the dirty walls and corners are beautiful because we can see it, we made it happen. We clean it again and again, It’ll happen again just like the sun and the moon, life and death, memory and experience. May I wish I see it for real, this dream and harmony but I know I do, I have many times and I’ll see it more with you, like how I may talk to you again tomorrow. Yeah, thank you. Might be silly but am feeling sweet as roses and beds, I dedicated this to you.