Tuesday, November 17, 2015

love someone beautiful

it's a quality.

i have this sticker of a quote which says: the beginning of love is to let those you love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our image. otherwise we see only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.

so there's this inquiry about loving and receiving a reflection of love back. and you just know when you love someone for who they are without trying, and the other times when you love your own reflection.

you know what i heard today in a song?

life is a game and true love is a trophy.

fuck that! i want the trophy! i am totally winning.




Saturday, November 14, 2015

i have to see the Art in it

we breathe. we sense. we work and strive and relax and ask questions: why am i here? what is it for? if meaning is not to be found in lyrics such as, 'all of us are in the gutter, some of us are looking at the stars;' or 'the reason we're here, as man and woman, is to love each other, take care of each other;' or 'when love walks in the room, everybody stand up;' or 'turn away from it all like a blind man;' then, where is it?
trick question!
breathe, feel, you get all this. i won't stop 'til i feel my heart stop beatin'. repeat. ask. breathe, relax, wonder, poeticize, build, laugh, see, listen, feel. until the end of time.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

old music and dick patrol

gravity's theme song (sorry aries vegan love, you can still use it)

under pressure, a capella

this makes up for all the dicks out there on the streets today

Monday, November 9, 2015

there is no noise

and i don't read my horoscope anymore.

i wish i had a beebee gun to shoot out the lights on the loft across the street.

my body is my first gift. if six were nine. break it up. my second gift is my son.

i have my hands.

solitude.

if you could start over, what would you do?
back then, or it being now.

what are the steps then? from here.

i am so ready.

desired results and other small campaigns. truth dart. tropicuntstigram.


Saturday, November 7, 2015

new music

boom bip last walk around mirror lake

bronski beat small town boy is always a good one from the past but the past is just a really good bunch of memories.  and i really like this video.









Friday, November 6, 2015

peace is underneath

what is actually happening right now? slow it down. replay. only quieter this time.

countless processes simultaneously.

where is all of this happening? in the body. in the mind. simultaneously.

how we use whatever language we have to make sense, and how language too can bind.

what is it that has no words? what exists without all this imposed meaning?

and so, you can stress about it.


irony in action: flipped off google street view today