torek, 28. julij 2009
četrtek, 16. julij 2009
When one of the angels looses it's wings, the others fly next to him to keep him above. High and safe. That's the magic about it.
Not many of you know, why I was going there for, after all this time. I haven't shared it on here. Because I was afraid to talk about it before I left, so nothing would go wrong and once I got there, everything became a little blury. Covered with breaths taken away. One of the main reasons I set my foot on California land, was Jimmy Scott. I'ts ok, if you never heard of him. I admit it, I didn't know him either just few months ago. Now he keeps me speechless. His human touch prevents me from writing about him. Because I feel such respect and I'm afraid my words could never give him the right he deserves. He wasn't the only one that impressed me while staying in LA. There were so many people, working on his dream, finding their dreams within his, creating an artistic fairytale that will hopefully come alive in next few monhts. I will write about it. I'm sure. I just need to put everything inside of me in order. So I can find the phrases that will give you a glimpse of what we experienced in Hollywood.
It really did happen, right? I think so. I hope so. I dream so.
There are many fallen angels in Los Angeles but I haven't met one. I was sourrounded by the finest of them all. Angels with huge wings, flying above mediocracy, expectations of society and common lives of ordinary people. They allowed me to be one of them. And for that, I will never be the same again.
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