Welcome to Lavondyss
Did you know that the
tip of South America is often washed over with storms of rainbow so strong
that most people who witness them go blind, see no other light at all.
Just the rainbows, forever in their mind, endless laughing, paintings,
color madness. Just light, the endless messenger. Slipstream energy that
goes far beyond mushroom spiraling, deep into self, into oneness, not
self. Giving. That is the greatest moment and the weakest. Just like beauty,
like love. Give too much, and you die. It's inevitable that sometime you'll
run out of yourself. But not give enough? |