future tense

It's amazing how parts of our mind can get stuck in the past, even as the rest of us continues to change and evolve. Some actions stay at rest on ancient plateaus long past the point when logic has dictated they move on. It is strange, keeping part of yourself a child; but it is so freeing to finally step back from it all and see the truth. Acceptance is a beautiful thing...a far deeper beauty than anything the senses can directly perceive. 

CL, circa maybe 2003. Young, adorable, confused.

If You Need Me, I'll Be in Makeup.

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Words to fucking live by:

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Cheesy, but true. At least I don't need quite so many reminders these days.

Same Sky Above

Reykjavik, Iceland 2010

D.C., U.S., 2010

Rishikesh, India 2010

impossible truth

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

- e.e. cummings

Give Me Your Pictures.

Family Portrait

I'll be the One in Red.

At least all of the horrible insomnia I have been experiencing lately has given me more time for editing. And writing. And thinking.

But mostly, I've enjoyed all of the doing. Yesterday I was thrifting with a friend; I'm certainly too poor to shop for clothes these days, but there was a pair of wonderfully insane, maroon flower overalls that I would have gladly paid 4 dollars for. Sadly, it wasn't meant to be - one leg was noticeably wider than the other. A truly original piece, perhaps I should've gotten them for the novelty alone....

(curious) Satisfaction

Ancient History.

I just need a moment to powder my nose.

Sleep to Dream.

Some seriously old pictures I found in gmail. Fancied 'em up a bit.

These are from when I was living alone in SRQ; such strange times. Endless string of shows and bars and people. It all blends together now, seems almost small - even though I do miss some things. 

Living alone was freedom; too much freedom.

those thoughts that keep you up at night.

(((how long can you hide from yourself?)))