Breathe, Jump, Fall.

this string of words from my mind to yours, finds its way amid all the chaos of dancing atoms and refracted light, to become some part of your existence, forever tied to mine.

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#somewords #frommymindtoyours

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A Stitch In Time

I lose myself

In the business

Of their lives

Weaving in and out

Of their comings and goings

Matching my step

To theirs

Fitting my dreams

Into the pockets

Where time and opportunity

Converge.

Looking ahead,

Trying not to forget,

All the while staying present

In each moment

Seems a contradiction of paradoxes

The seams of my life

Are woven into the fabric of theirs

A tangibility to this tapestry of time

-me

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Listen

Listen

Listen to me now

Hear my song

The rain falling

The air stirring

The water rushing

The fire burning

The earth trembling

Listen

Listen to me now

Follow the rhythm 

Of my heart beat

Dance along with the music

Of my soul

Listen 

Listen to me now

I will speak to you

I will weep to you

I will scream to you

To listen

Listen to me now

Time is but a fantasy

A dream concocted 

In your mind's eye

I drift along this 

Idea

I float along this

Notion

You have created for me

I allow your existence

I accept your presence

But

Listen

Listen to me now

I will destroy you 

I will swallow you up

Inside of me

You will become

That which you began as

You choose to defile me

To degrade me

To deconstruct and disassemble me

I will have vengence

I will have justice

I will have balance once again

So 

Listen

Listen to me now

-me

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My baby bellies.

So, I'm a night owl who doesn't enjoy waking up early, but oddly I am perfectly happy if I stay up all night and end up drinking my coffee with the sun rise. That is when I get to experience that oh' so magical feeling of having the whole day in front of you... like the world is on your doorstep. Usually I fall asleep right after the sun rises, though I rarely sleep much by that point. There is usually a tiny human in my face, holding my eyelids open, and telling me she's hungry. Groggy though I am, I still have to smile at the fact that this little growing human, so punctual and disgustingly early rising, came from me. So opposite, but there's no denying this is my child. Got the battle scars to prove it. Still, I rise and fill her belly; usually berries with a side of oatmeal, as this child can put grown bears to shame. Seriously...like ten berries (any local variety) ten seconds flat..although she does specify, "the sqwisy ones mommy." Ah, I love my baby belly, my second little piece of delicious Heaven. The first, like me likes to sleep in and keep the curtains drawn. Now there's a child I can enjoy a Sunday morning with. The first is like me in most ways; I can see her brain working when I look at her, it's amazing. These little growing humans, like love incarnate. 

-me

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no filter, taken with my canon on PCH

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untouched, taken with my canon @ Aquarium of the Pacific

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Thanks to everyone who came out to the show on Friday! It was awesome, and I met some really great people. 

The entire show is online at Gallery1988.com, where you can purchase prints & originals. 

If you are interested in buying the print above, you can do so here.

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Aquarius

The wind blows My soul comes alive  Awakened by stirring air That seems to realize It has found a part of itself in me A facet lost  And and come again to be Complete and whole My spirits soar Among the stars and light Once more

-me

4/12/12