My hyper sensitive insides ( Read more... )

Fingertips pressing on silk eyelids ( Read more... )

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Alameda

you walk down alameda shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone ( Read more... )

I'm a junkyard full of false starts
and I don't need your permission
to bury my love under this bare light bulb.

- Elliott Smith

Other people just say it better.

god sometimes that hunger for love, that madness, that unyielding faith in its transforming, saving powers is too much to bear

sometimes it feels like this hungry, malnourished heart is stopping the flow of blood to every other part of my body

If waking up cannot be a smooth transition from rest and complete surrender to movement, awareness and a world full of alive and distracting things ( Read more... )

Look at their minds conflating. And look at the beautiful expression of the form of that conflation, a fire, a light. :)

THE VAST EXPANSE

I acknowledge the privilege of being alive in a human body at this moment, endowed with senses, memories, emotions, thoughts, and the space of mind in its wisdom aspect.

It is the prayer of my innermost being ( Read more... )

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