To apologize...

I'm clinging, clinging as in a fish in a net, or an animal trapped in a hole, to the gnarled roots and strings that bind me. Fire burns brightest when it first flares up. I apologize and in doing so admitted guilt. The second fire blew into my face. Work is less about my profession and more about my ego.

Success In Encounters...

Hexagram 47 - K'un - Exhaustion/Oppression

The love of my life has spurned me once again. Of an age where I no longer can joke about my intentions, I realize that I can't fight it, and I respond with a white flag that hopefully wasn't too negative. I thought of defiance - in multiple ways. No, fuck no, I'm not going to let you go. Then, Oh, why? It hurts so much! But no, the classic, because I love her I have to let her go scenario. Lame how cliche life is.

La Cocaina...

Went to Grain and Gristle with my friends on Saturday night before a little hop skip and a jump down to Mississippi studios to see Tennis. The beautiful and bored were out in droves and I found myself dancing alone to "Marathon" and hooting into the void after songs while the disinterested checked each other out. There was a moment of bliss followed by a long walk home.

To Change A Life...

Dreaming of shattered wooden planks
but glide glide glide
there's a softness today in the air
with the mist of winter and the early week

The sun only shines in my skin...

When all is built to give you happiness
what does it mean when you can't smile?

When simple maya knows the space between electrons
how can you ever close doors?

Frozen Berries for Breakfast

frozen berries for breakfast
they shimmer with crystals
bulbous in shape like the
frozen broccoli for dinner

sleeping music for reveille
agreeing for peace
and mercy in surrender like
broken guitar-playing fingers

flat white landscape for travel
a mirage of the oasis
intangible in shadow like
yesterday and tomorrow

frozen berries for breakfast
they shimmer with crystals

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A light crackle of rain against the glass...

The morning was amazing in quiet. My neighbors even noticed and chose not to physically express their loves for each other directly above my head and I was allowed to lay there and fall in and out of consciousness. Different dreams about different things, including one dream of strange haunting. It wasn't altogether unpleasant either, though the world I embodied clearly had intention of grasping me in some fashion.