last wednesday (3/18) we hit blue point, one of the coolest cliff points in bali with blue waters and a hidden beach.
if you dare undergo cobalt poisoning have a taste of my water. take fast gulps and make sure it quickly passes your tongue. when it comes time to dispose you’re face to face with it again. water is in the glass, in the bottle, inside your body. water is in the toilet.
the black clouds remind me of all the mucus i have inside my lungs. as the day goes to sleep i do too, suffocating and drawning in the absence of light. this is my life, i’m at the beach one second, in hell the next.
we’re not alone in this world. and despite our elusive attempt for supremacy we’re bound by those that surround us.
those that tickle.
those that seduce.
and those that make you bleed.
we are. humans. after all.