Cause this is how it feels when you find yourself Kind of like a diamond you mine yourself Mind over matter, time don’t matter Remember to remind yourself
We are diamonds, but we’re gonna shine forever Like a diamond in the sky When they carry me home, when I’m gone, I’ll still be seen a million years after We are die, we are die, we are diamonds.
I ain’t got a price to stay in my life, imma leave it up in the air Thinking about a thing that will change my life, never said life was fair.
I am a New Zealand artist/photographer/crafter who is currently starting out and trying to find my place in the world.
You know what’s kind of beautiful?
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
This is probably going to get quoted in every publication just because I said it. And I’m not even saying anything. I’m not talking about my films, I’m not talking about my life, and I’m not talking about the world. And yet, the media will print it simply because I said it. And at this moment in time, I bet there is an artist around the corner of this hotel, on the street, with a mind far beyond ours, but we will never listen to him simply because he has not appeared in a movie. And that is what is fucked up about our culture.
