brains hearts and noses
when i went to wash the day off of me i caught a whiff of it,
of when it all began; literally i could smell it
it was real for a moment, really there…
i catch myself smiling and that song has been stuck in my head all day,
instincts are screaming at me with shaking fists that it’s a sign,
or that it has at least enough weight to grant an evaluation of feelings…
but since the last time, for the first time i’ve known the things i’ve felt
instead of always feeling the things i’ve known,
it’s unfamiliar and i’m leerily accepting the self liberation.
so while i’ll always love with a true wholeness of heart
the way the street lights used to make the fog glow orange in the nights,
fact is currently heavier than feeling.
gigantic moth i’ve been seeing almost daily in the same exact spot for over a week.
the day i finally decide to photograph it, it waits until I finish,
and it flies away…
this is what it sounds like, when doves cry
to hear her favorite version, of one of my favorite Prince songs CLICK HERE
Hunter S. Thompson Sandy and Agar, Big Sur, California ;1961
This, is all I want. Thompson… gets me every time.
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
—Oscar Wilde
Solar Eclipse by the Moon
the light of the alignment that night showed me colors and a focus i had forgotten i knew. it made me realize the need to expand my visual vocabulary. made me realize how much i’ve been struggling with communication lately. made me realize how badly i need to go on a quest. soon…..
Prom 2012 with Pluto
Mornings With Steve Gorsuch.







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