It feels tragic
It feels tragic – The way we push forward When feeling empty, Feeling nothing, Except what hurts – The way we ignore That sense of knowing That it’s all so … Continue reading It feels tragic
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Grooming Nature… A music video for “I Came Running” by Ancient Astronauts
This song, like many others with silent voices, stirs up emotions surrounding issues I don’t often talk about. I decided to mix together visual representations of what it makes me … Continue reading Grooming Nature… A music video for “I Came Running” by Ancient Astronauts
Infinity and Identity (First Draft)
Draft 2 here Let’s suppose that one means of approaching identity, considered here as an expression of place among existing possible places, is informed by a combination of elements: past … Continue reading Infinity and Identity (First Draft)
Escape by Transformation
There is something savory about the friction furnished by the subtle stubble on your face; it’s like a gentle, tingly massage cueing me in to the currency of the moment. If … Continue reading Escape by Transformation
“Searching for Lost Pieces of Self”
Mid-sentence and crowded by a familiar stranger, something clicks over. The fear is back. The sweat percolates just below the blank space between each collar bone, in the narrow valley between … Continue reading “Searching for Lost Pieces of Self”
“Her eyes full of possibility, washed over, like waves visiting sand locked shells, rolling, briefly, retreating to the vast, mysterious ocean where wonders lurk.”
Her eyes full of possibility, washed over, like waves visiting sand locked shells, rolling briefly, and retreating to the vast, mysterious ocean where wonders lurk. She is her heart; it beats … Continue reading “Her eyes full of possibility, washed over, like waves visiting sand locked shells, rolling, briefly, retreating to the vast, mysterious ocean where wonders lurk.”
“to be.. vomited into a meaningful existence again”
The voices envelop me, warmly, taking me away from myself to put me in myself. They give me spatial understanding. From here I can think and I can fly, and meanwhile, the world won’t go away.
Dancing until we Cease.
Too beautiful not to share first..: We dance through these seasons, spinning and flowing Gracefully, tragically We think they’ll always come. We’ll always be young- But then the … Continue reading Dancing until we Cease.
To Survive the Cold
Fading beneath the crimson hue of a dying sun, her petals floated in downward spirals, one by one, until few were left. Poised, solitary, rooted in the soil where she’d … Continue reading To Survive the Cold
Each night she hides her face from us,
Each night she hides her face from us, Her light can no longer be seen- The moon will try to fill her void, But fails to share her true gleam. Sometimes … Continue reading Each night she hides her face from us,
Finding the Words
Growing up without television in rural North Carolina, imagination is the key to recreation.. It’s the 90’s and life is an adventure, with wooded trails to explore, bases … Continue reading Finding the Words
The Quest In
Beyond the fog, and through the rain, There thrives a land, a world untame. A breath of life to rouse the leaves, To prance to wind’s sweet melodies. A single footprint … Continue reading The Quest In