What's the @ButterflyBookClub?
I can't tell you what it is, because I don't know what it means when something is to mean anything.
Right now, in existence, we could say it's a Telegram channel with some hopeful people.
In my mind, it's so much more. I envision late-night discussions in bars, and online chat rooms. On the side of mountains, on the edge of cliffs, in boats on peaceful lakes. With people, of every kind. Not bound by religion, identity, or vice.
To feel and understand what existence means between the words of depressed writers. Between the silent breaths of drunken singers. Amidst the patches of barren blank canvas on color-drenched paintings.
Butterflies are often used to illustrate metamorphosis. To experience existence and its the advancement of time by the tick and by the tock. You get the idea, right?
When one day, becomes now.
When this endeavor, becomes the only one.
I can't tell you what it is, because I don't know what it means when something is to mean anything.
Right now, in existence, we could say it's a Telegram channel with some hopeful people.
In my mind, it's so much more. I envision late-night discussions in bars, and online chat rooms. On the side of mountains, on the edge of cliffs, in boats on peaceful lakes. With people, of every kind. Not bound by religion, identity, or vice.
To feel and understand what existence means between the words of depressed writers. Between the silent breaths of drunken singers. Amidst the patches of barren blank canvas on color-drenched paintings.
Butterflies are often used to illustrate metamorphosis. To experience existence and its the advancement of time by the tick and by the tock. You get the idea, right?
When one day, becomes now.
When this endeavor, becomes the only one.