embedded by moonlight
we swayed to the music
under the disco ball of the night, some call the stars
as the world spun on its axis
unstoppably
and yet - time had all of a sudden

stood still.

68 hour weeks.
why do i do these things to myself?

aye yi yi.

Imagine a world where there are no boundaries. A world were whats "expected" is nonexistent and all you see is truth. A world where people are turned inside out, exposing their souls freely. Not only freely, but without fear. Unfortunately as times have changed, our eyes have closed as a whole. Everyone is so worried about the ticking of the clock ( Read more... )

The blind man hears your snickering tongues
The mute man squirms, but does not speak
The deaf man sees and knows he can not imagine . . .

What it could possibly be like
If only he could know of you speaking of him

Would you be ashamed?

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Lets drive into the city ( Read more... )

Life never stops. Even when you do . . . it just keeps going, and going, and going. It's quite selfish really. Doesn't care about what other people want or even need. Just follows it's path, never looking back. All it does and stay looking at that road that was paved out, and it ticks. It ticks and it spins. It's hands doing nothing but what they ( Read more... )

"Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but that we are powerful beyond all measure. It is our light, not our darkness that frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, handsome, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are we not to be? You are a child of God. You playing small does not serve the world. There is ( Read more... )

1) About Live Theater:

"Live Theater: The experience, at its core, is a provocative relationship. The actors take the stage and offer themselves up to the audience. They tell a story, evoke an image, conjure an emotion. The audience reacts, and from this energy emerges a performance that can never be replicated."

2) From "Furies of Calderon" by Jim ( Read more... )

Heat exhaustion is not the way to go, folks. After a night of "fun" with what my father calls "the porcelain beauty," I'm bed ridden all day and am forbidden to leave the living room considering it is the only air conditions room in the house. Which, I'm totally okay with since I'm too weak to go far anyway ( Read more... )

little hummingbird ( Read more... )

I have writers block. It's not that I don't have anything to write about. There's plenty to write about! My brain is just mush right now. There's so much going on in there and so little to keep track of until school starts. My internal filing cabinets have failed me and my recycling bin is full. The connection between my right and left brain is ( Read more... )