what a bunch of sloshed up lushes we've become.

dear friends, we must slow the pace. dearest G, we must speak our minds--
let's not fuck with the stars so much; we are governed by them.

listen to all the translations of the stories across the sky

There are few things lovelier than Sundays off.

I slept until noon today, woke with cosmic lights shining away in my eyes and a strong gut feeling of a new progression. Situations in the past two weeks have been slow with too many blind spots but I feel confident and confrontational today. This is that moment, G.It's amazing how much I've opened ( Read more... )

This is the tale of an alpha-nautical Crab and two Scorpions that fought long ago, perhaps to the death of one or both,
perhaps to the awakening of the three.
There was a confrontation outside of Shakespeare's,
I'm right here, look at mewater signs trusting their intuitions in moments of truth that encourage a natural progression ( Read more... )

I've reached a platform of peace, 75 degrees all around, High enough to oversee lucid dreams and astral travels, Eye-level with lofty goals, kites that could easily take me away should their projected path, in perfect correspondence with the variable winds, be so inviting to me-- I am not measured in time but by seasons; change is gradual and ( Read more... )

This is the end of a weird chapter of my brief and lovely life-- a bittersweet transition into the unwritten. Somewhere I know that there is a great sense of loss but I don't feel it yet, or perhaps I've already coped with it in my own way, in my own limbo ( Read more... )

"if tears alone shall wash away the cruelty of the years, and nourish the white flower of our black and broken hearts and teach us that life is not long and foolish but brief and lovely, if tears alone must serve, then let it be with tears..."
-Jack KerouacI was alone in my chair, reading a literary reference to the beats ( Read more... )

Here in the wake of my disastrous evening, after close calls around every corner and my final, not-quite-fatal fall into cacciatore glory, I'm beginning to realize the effects of poisoning my body night after night after night...

but after so many i love yous and those eyes that met mine ( Read more... )

When asked what to do with a day off, I simply reply:


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