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[19 May 2012|09:42pm] |
Going through that blah phase after the reaffirmation that these things don't really change, just your depth of perception. Ugh.
I need to clean my closet out, clean my life out!
Put some order back into this mess now that I have free time to spend thinking about it.
I am so sick of time-wasters. They eat my life away!
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[17 May 2012|10:39pm] |
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Watched two people spiral out of control.
I'm wondering if this is a trick in life?- facing a devastating abyss and picking which way to draw on emotion-, synapses-, and faith.
I feel hopeless in the face of these issues drifting around, and sometimes through me.
So, really, where is the hope in this cumbersome life? We seem to be facing death. I'm nervous in the discovery at how soon it becomes realised! What's the next surprise bam I'M KNOWN! and swimming in your daily life, affecting everything.
There's a kind of shame in this knowledge. In psychology you learn just how much of you is based on past experiences.
I'm feeling a kind of strangulation I'm keeping at bay, it almost feels desperate at times.
But, I'll have you all know- that in my dreams, I always play the reluctant hero.
It's an odd place and I am an odd person.
Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.
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[13 May 2012|10:28pm] |
I guess
I've worn myself
out
on a couple
of
adjectives.
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[02 May 2012|11:10pm] |
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Today, I jumped a level into the adult world. Mars is finally out of retrograde and I can feeeel it. It's getting easier to breathe, life lessons are loosening up like warm snakes. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.
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[17 Apr 2012|08:38am] |
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My dream guy would be a carpenter. Full of patience and the know-how to help me build a cabin. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.
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[15 Apr 2012|06:34pm] |
When I wake up
in the morning
pour the coffee
and I read the paper
then I slowly
and so softly
do the dishes
and I feed the fishes
sing Happy Birthday
sing like it's going to be your last day
like it's hallelujah
don't just let it pass on through ya'
it's a giant among clichés
and that's why I want you to sing it anyway
sing me Happy Birthday
oh, because hell- what's it all about anyway?
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[10 Apr 2012|12:04pm] |
The ocean was slow that day,
billowing out like a blanket in wind
following itself to shore again.
Small birds digging for feeders,
fish in smaller puddles we
walked through barefoot.
Jackets on, in this slow dance
with magnetic gravity,
shoes off, washed
in the shores of baptism.
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Still not in love with Seattle. Oregon tests the boundaries between Washington and B.C.
Thinking that's where I'll wind up, like a toy jack-in-the-box- Just explode all over the scene, the way I do on dance party Mondays.
DJ friends are the best, especially when they work from a balcony.
I love that I can get almost anyone to dance with me.
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[06 Apr 2012|11:37pm] |
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I lost a shoe once, in mud. I lost one in a river once, too, but this doesn’t feel like a cleansing. This feels not so clean, but dusty and outlasted and as if it’s collecting more as it goes, not sweeping away.
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[06 Apr 2012|08:36pm] |
listen to the secret sound
of the revelation now
when your quest aspires the skies
fly away from this lowly earth
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