Have I given up? Has the continuous need to make the “right” decision caused me to simply “go with the flow,” go towards what is handed to me, and do whatever everyone else says is “a good thing.” I have not made any piece of art that takes more than ten minutes other than putting beads on a string in how many months? I hate it. I am turning ( Read more... )

people don't change.

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the secret
jeffrey mcdaniel

When you were sleeping on the sofa
I put my ear to your ear and listened
to the echo of your dreams.

That is the ocean I want to dive in,
merge with the bright fish,
plankton and pirate ships.

I walk up to people on the street that kind of look like you
and ask them the questions I would ask you.

Can we sit on a rooftop and watch ( Read more... )

I love the south.

and I love the Mountain made of a stone.

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Art is a mystery.
A mystery is something immeasurable.

In so far as every child and woman and man may be immeasurable, art is the mystery of every man and woman and child. In so far as a human being is an artist, skies and mountains and oceans and thunderbolts and butterflies are immeasurable; and art is every mystery of nature. Nothing measurable ( Read more... )

I love little baby ducks, old pickup trucks ( Read more... )

Are the stars out tonight ( Read more... )

( giraffe tongue )