This World

Another child is born
Another race is won
Another dream is shattered
Another day has begun

This past weekend was spent hanging out in the dungeon with Kindred and the reclusive Back Bay Madame.

One of the many reasons why Kindred is... well... my kindred... is because she hates being confined, is always down for whatever and loves the sun as much as I do. So once we saw thin rays of light peeking through the two pinholes that the Madame has as windows, Kindred and I caught a serious case of cabin fever and needed to breakout.

After a walk to Cambridge we tried to make it back in time to meet up with the Dutchess and Madame for a sexuality workshop in Brookline but that definitely wasn't happening. While I showered up Kindred hopped on the computer to research what we could get into. She found info about an independent film festival that was going on in the SoWa neighborhood of the South End.

We tried calling some folks in an attempt to up the melanin level of the audience but unfortunately no one came through. I truly wished they did because what we caught of the festival was incredible. The documentary "BALLOONHAT" was our favorite hands down.

This world is still afloat
No not in Noah's boat
We've only lost the vision
Of the stars we're meant to be

The film follows balloon artist, Addi Somekh and photographer, Charlie Eckert who are disheartened by our media's love for sensationalism. Refusing to view the world as hopeless, they set out on a journey to prove that humankind needs joy to survive.

What stands out in the documentary is not only the breathtaking images but also the beautifully inspiring tales of their travels.

Hopefully, the film does well and their second chance at a publishing deal works out.

Somehow the balloon hats show that at the humancore all we want to be is happy.

Another broken heart
Another lesson learnt
Another harvest eaten
Another night is gone
A new day's begun
Even your dreams they can be real