Butterfly.
Butterfly butterfly butterfly.
I mean, when they show up twice randomly in one day they're trying to tell you something!
Because I speak the language of flowers.
Especially the magnificent BLUE ONES!
you almost had your hooks in me
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
shit not finished
heard on street:
"'cause it's all fucking merciless!"
mercy: noun. forgiveness towards someone (including oneself*) to whom one has the power to do harm.
does anyone remember a recent post indicating the opposite? redundant punctuation foregone?
i do. it was, "life is merciful."
*thank you dharma punx.
and it was said with such enthusiasm and matter of factness! and i was in a very good mood.
unlike last night. during which the two characters on my street who i wish would go away yelled and soothed each other in their hyper methamphetamine state. who's world is it anyhow? forbidden zone.
and, so, impermanence.
"'cause it's all fucking merciless!"
mercy: noun. forgiveness towards someone (including oneself*) to whom one has the power to do harm.
does anyone remember a recent post indicating the opposite? redundant punctuation foregone?
i do. it was, "life is merciful."
*thank you dharma punx.
and it was said with such enthusiasm and matter of factness! and i was in a very good mood.
unlike last night. during which the two characters on my street who i wish would go away yelled and soothed each other in their hyper methamphetamine state. who's world is it anyhow? forbidden zone.
and, so, impermanence.
Monday, March 16, 2015
shit is finished
eight days past done. "i'm ripe. in fact, i'm discounted!"
sigh. like, seriously: inspire.
endings signifying beginnings. punctuated by pisces' birthdays. revolution. gratitude. peace out. just a minute. wait.
this concludes 365 on 21st street metaphorically speaking of course.
groove
sigh. like, seriously: inspire.
endings signifying beginnings. punctuated by pisces' birthdays. revolution. gratitude. peace out. just a minute. wait.
this concludes 365 on 21st street metaphorically speaking of course.
groove
Friday, March 13, 2015
segue! segway!
pac's life
that was last time
tonight something way more mellow
this town is so fun
for god's sake, skip ad
this song
that was last time
tonight something way more mellow
this town is so fun
for god's sake, skip ad
this song
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
the countdown, or touchless carwash and withdrawals
karalarma is the result of many deprecating thoughts imposed on car alarms and their conspirators.
instant karalarma is the same, only there is no delay.
a cycle is nearing completion. where are you now and how much closer does it feel? a struggle with physical and temporal distance. wrangling with it like stones chained to me, gritting my teeth; that pierced by amusing lovely beloved lovable thoughts, the scent of eucalyptus jasmine magnolia cut cedar, and chuckles about burning bridge metaphors.
instant karalarma is the same, only there is no delay.
a cycle is nearing completion. where are you now and how much closer does it feel? a struggle with physical and temporal distance. wrangling with it like stones chained to me, gritting my teeth; that pierced by amusing lovely beloved lovable thoughts, the scent of eucalyptus jasmine magnolia cut cedar, and chuckles about burning bridge metaphors.
Monday, February 16, 2015
don't go chasing waterfalls
just remembered why i have so much song inside me: i was raised with sound. my home was full of music.
my young wise beautiful friend said why are you so cool in your mid forties? i said, 'cause it's all i got.
rhye: stay open.
gratitude in every cell, like the warm sun.
my young wise beautiful friend said why are you so cool in your mid forties? i said, 'cause it's all i got.
rhye: stay open.
gratitude in every cell, like the warm sun.
Monday, February 9, 2015
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