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Little Black Book is a collection of Journal entries dating from 2012- 2016.
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@thefullword
New Series. New Website. www.nfullerphotography.com
Little Black Book is a collection of Journal entries dating from 2012- 2016.
Plains
There is nothing but trees, and ideas of false pretenses There are fences covering its beauty, and no foliage grew until the soil became rich and vulnerable I've built a house here It's stands lonesome Yet leaking of inspiration Regardless, if the wind, takes me by surprise sweeping away all I know I can't help but to trust the lust of leaves and the gusts of wind I will learn to build a new fence because the art of the eyes will constantly decipher action -thefullword N.Fuller
They gave me the word.
These anklets work to be broken Worn to be beat Split down the middle From the wear and tare And the desertion of life. Nothing bares the dirt Like the bottom of anything that carries such a soul No grip like these attract to the earth, And Bares the ideas of hate, greed or revenge A form of protection When placed on the mind at feat. There is nothing like the shine of newly industrialized leather, plastic and or cotton. Because the feel is equivalent to life. And the comparison of what's put on my feet Bares the same gesture as how I feel over time a comparison such as this lasts forever. -thefullword N.fuller
Nailah it's 2:47 am
In general, I've fought with the confusion these bodies, they all lay in the sand eventually all holding hands. when the tide pulls in, they float into the sea Blaming the one and only me, I forget to understand with all organs of generosity. Indulgence is not key Complicated compliance to keep intact an absoulte being called me. I am a teacher, I am a lover And I think that is all I will ever be...
Films of Self
In June, I launched a projected call, ‘Films of Self’. Films of Self is a installation dedicated to share self documented films about our personal lives. I’ve received films from people all around the world wanting to share their story in life. It has been a very beautiful experience. I am so thankful for all of the support. Today is the last day to register for the exhibition, so if you wish to join us visit www.filmsofself.com We all have a story to share. Thanks
Time is collapsing under fire
Time is collapsing under fire but creating gold but creating gold the attire is nothing more then a naked body Thinking about the things not meant to go wrong and the relaxation you are suppose to keep must be left in tacked or else you fall through the layers of dirt
Searching
Undermined, unattached far from anything to make us latch we wondered where intimacy lingers at the tips of our fingers And on the edge of the bed lied naked you said "Your beauty is unforgetable" Yet, undertermined and unattached leading to calling of another heart wondering with intimacy opening more legs and the cleansing more hearts .....commence Leaving me undertermined and unattached until I find a latch.
Step 1. Sign up Step 2. Make your film Step 3. Gallery show (showing your film) Step 4. Feel mighty fantastic
I am my own doctor
I’ve accepted the things that are no longer visible. With love comes discovery I blink only to discover that I have cured what was needed to be cured within myself -N.F thefullword
Remember
I don’t have a fear of love. I have a fear for those who trouble to accept love given. I don’t fear love I fear the struggle of attaining it. my heart is sensitive and my love is strong The biggest romantic lyes with me “Being in love and free. comes along a fee” The biggest romantic said to me. "Those who see that through are bound to fall in love with you. Remember, your love is strong” -N.F thefullword
Psychic
We spoke today, they told me how wonderfull it would be to see me again. We spoke today they whispered in silence about how wonderfull it would be to touch me again.
Hesitance
This beauty, im bound to see has waited to long for me. I'm impatient. And hesitancy, flies in the air as if its wanted. My heart breaks to know This beauty isn't for me But this hesitancy flies in the air to much for me. -N.F thefullword
Someone asked me what was love to me.
As If, we were already made simple. A loyalty to connection. I can't breath under the sheets in solitude without the echo of her distance. It speaks to me in dreams. It taunts me through the shadows of innocence. As they all do when the sun rises. A partner, who demands me to live. Besides love, I chase the meanings of the world, and all of its reality. All of its hell. All of its boundries. But the sight of you, should make my wings fall off, plummeting into the ocean. Where we originally met. Anchoring my emotions. Anchoring your emotions. I wish to leave the sea, Thinking. Thats where I saved you And you saved me. -N.F thefullword
Sore
This pain in my throat This space between deliverance and faith. This echo in my chest This space between knowing and wanting. The choice between me or us. -N.F thefullword
Rambles
Thoughts that build up, sentences that vanish, leaving me nomadic. All I have is words, that calmly go up. Fearing nothing but the fall. Those gestures run high. A failure to you? is it the sound of the lighter? The flick of the fire? -N.F thefullword
Films of Self is a film installation, dedicated to share the diveristy of how we live our lives. All films must be self documentaries. Once our films are done, they are going to be screened in your own personal box. You can design your box, and screen your film however you see fit. However, the exterior of the boxes must be untouched. Submissions end June 29th. www.filmsofself.com
Sleep
When the wind picks up, the trash moves with it. When the rain falls down, the pollen falls too. When the lightning strikes the sky, we say the gods are angry. When we rest the mind, the wind is silent, the trash is gone, and the gods have nothing to say. -N.F thefullword