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i am playing with colors but now it is time to go to work :( | | Sunday, July 22nd, 2007 | | 11:56 pm |
i posted a bunch of old pictures and then made it a private-entry. i don't like sleeping time. i really don't, i just want to skip it, get to the morning, to the trying, to all the little successes and failures that make up a whole day, to the cracks (today a co-worker i'd worked with several times finally became almost closer to friends and it felt lovely), the memories (made ever present), reflections, etc. etc. etc. i am so bad at sleeping. so bad at it. but i do love dreaming. it's always the threshold that troubles me, loneliness there, linguring, the fans look like starfish maybe you really are, really are underwater, how would you know, how would you know, just try, just keep trying | | Tuesday, July 17th, 2007 | | 12:53 am |
i feel old, young, and hungry. | | Friday, May 11th, 2007 | | 2:32 am |
when i close my eyes i am ridiculously dizzy | | Saturday, April 28th, 2007 | | 11:41 pm |
| | Thursday, April 19th, 2007 | | 8:22 pm |
between hinges you learn to breathe. except your breath got caught now it creaks back and forth rusting syllables; an unmoving song. | | 8:18 pm |
November There is a bright eye in me dulled by the activity of my dreaming eye. One phrase going on for so long you don't hear anything anymore but the breath it takes to say it. There are many faces through which to address God Why would you stop? How could you speak against him? There are many faces but you are not looking closely. If, as you read this, he comes down the stairs on the other side of the ocean and lights the stove--are either of you more alone, less able to face your death, that you are not in the same room? You need both eyes where you're going. On the table you work at, stacks of papers, a lamp, a scratch, a hole, and two passerby talking outside the fifth of November in a city growing cold. You did not know, you did not know. Therefore, you changed. -Saskia Hamilton | | Friday, March 9th, 2007 | | 4:15 pm |
Being-in-the-world: To what might it be compared? Dwelling in the dewdrop Fallen from a waterfowl's beak, The image of the moon. -Dogen, shortly before his death. | | Monday, February 19th, 2007 | | 6:58 pm |
words aren't cutting it for me lately | | Saturday, February 17th, 2007 | | 8:57 pm |
well the moon is broken and the sky is cracked come on up to the house | | Friday, February 2nd, 2007 | | 7:36 pm |
how terribly strange to be seventy | | Monday, January 22nd, 2007 | | 9:15 pm |
my eyes hurt too badly to read :( Current Mood: oh, life | | Monday, December 25th, 2006 | | 1:27 pm |
Merry Christmas everyone! Current Mood: her eyes | | Saturday, September 30th, 2006 | | 6:50 pm |
| | Saturday, September 23rd, 2006 | | 8:59 pm |
i'm going to write a series of poems entitled "friction." (, said the shotgun to the head is the title of a Saul Williams book, i stole it). ( rough ) | | Tuesday, August 1st, 2006 | | 12:16 pm |
| | Tuesday, July 4th, 2006 | | 11:16 pm |
also, not that there's an occassion for it right now, but damn i wish i could dance. | | 11:09 pm |
my god i had forgotten how beautiful fireworks are. Current Mood: thoughts im keeping to myself | | Saturday, June 10th, 2006 | | 3:51 am |
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