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A Moment of Peace: A Lifetime of Struggle
Wow did I just ever have a weird experience. I was watching Doctor Who on Netflix just now. To make a long story short this particular episode just unlocked some crazy shit in my head. Well I was in tears...
My religion: Art My scripture: Poetry My gospel: the Wind My dreams: Lucid My love: Passionate My life: My own
The Empty Room
A man walks into a room filled with chatting people, laughter and deep conversations. A woman follows. Then two. Then more. A room filled with people of all ages, colors and creeds. Each having received an invitation to attend a...
Dreams are Illustrations…
My life is a dream. My life has been filled with dreams in dark, unfocused gray on black, in crystal clear technicolor with symphonic sound and lucid hyper reality upon wings of my own design. My book is filled with all these beautiful, tragic and loving illustrations. I sometimes transpose these dreams into my own reality, my art, my music, my life.
My View, Pride, Sushi & Stuff
Well here I sit. I was literally sitting on the curb for a bit while writing today. Now I’m sitting on the stoop in front of my flat. The sun is shining and there is a nice breeze making today...
The Battle Rages On.
For those of you who know me, I have been through some wicked radical changes in the past couple of years. The specifics of change are only marginally important most of the time. Sometimes not. I am a woman of...
Girl on a Plane
Today I traveled to Phoenix via our country’s increasingly unaffordable air service. Southwest Airlines. That cattle car to the stars <= That would be me. Remember: … so famous you don’t even know me? meh, never mind. So anyway. SFO...
St. Germain’s Shelf
Thursday I came home from work to stop at the Residence for a drink. I have kinda made this my local bar of choice. But maybe we should step back a tad to Wednesday before I progress. I woke up...
The Scent of a Woman
Her lips fall from her cheek. Her lips leave delicate caresses moving slowly along her lovers neck. A familiar scent tempts her senses. As her nose grazes the softest parts of her neck and fills with the warmth of her...
Sanctuary
She sits in her bed. It is nearly 5:00 in the afternoon. Her bedroom, her sanctuary. She is me. My own best friend and worst enemy. Do I even notice myself here? My bed is filled with blankets pillows and...
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