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flash in the pang
damn. it occurs to me that i suddenly don't know what i've done with the first airbrushed painting i made on actual stretched canvas...the one with the eye gazing upward to light, blue tendrils on either side. what ever happened to that? did i lose it, moving? did i stash it in the basement? where on earth did i put that ( Read more... ) -
so there.
letting me shoot all over your face is lovebrought to you by one more bored 14 year-old -
mundane life jottings
here comes the sun.
saturday morning and i can't stop thinking about work. this book ([title edited out here because i don't want to end up on search lists or google or found by my work. two worlds colliding and such. i also privatized the journal entry where i offered you to submit photos to be in the book. offer is still good, though. i just won ( Read more... ) -
ideal but not for real
and in the end, we weren't so different, and we weren't so strong. we did start with something beautiful-an energy, a struggle to be free and fair, this ambition, this passion-but always know it was laced with hunger for wealth, with blood, with murder. we capitalized on greed, and so we grew at an alarming rate. in the beginning we believed that ( Read more... ) -
how was your day?
In Which The Ninefingered Boy Drops Various Names and URLs and Tosses Around Many Esoteric Graphic Designerish Terms and Furthermore, Extolls the Trials and Tribulations of Working With One Finger in the Sex Industry
worked from 0900 to 2230, today. court tomorrow morning for the RNC protest arrest. 0930 down chinatown way. work tomorrow when i ( Read more... ) -
shadow of the hand
i wish i could take back every cruel word i've ever uttered ( Read more... ) -
mantra
and nobody is perfect and nobody ever can be perfect i want you to hear me tonight because i know we walk miles in tiny open circles around each other and have become so accustomed to the sight, smell and touch of each other that by now we almost think each other's thoughts but i want you to hear me tonight when i tell you i am burning i am burning ( Read more... ) -
and i will sing a lullaby
i gotta say, having brown-skinned workers come regularly and clean my yard, rake leaves, cut weeds and whatever else they are being paid to do unnerves me. i don't care for it. i don't care for living in a house where people perform labor for me. i don't want them thinking of me that way, i don't want to be living that way, and finally, i don't ( Read more... ) -
perfect in twilight
amazing, to me, how we are being indoctrinated to regard The French as The Enemy. more and more, the news tells us that they are, "in fact, America's Oldest Enemy." telling us how they are taught to hate us, how the politicians use anti-Americanism to further their campaigns. the Capital Gang on CNN discusses how old the tradition of hating us is, ( Read more... ) -
wounded
there's a strange pain in my heart
and i don't know yet
if i want it to heal into calm
or grow deeper and deeper until it bleeds all the life from me
which would be sweeter
i ask
knowing the answer all the while
when i do pretend
it's to keep myself moving forward
and song is still prayer
even if you're singing only to yourself