Full mooned steel sheet constructions, paved path droning towards epiphanies about ying yangs...

Jul 21, 2005 23:37

I've been in the Massart basement writing poems with bandsaws and heater tips for hours and hours ( Read more... )

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watchthesky July 22 2005, 04:44:05 UTC
zachhhh i miss you. i watched the moon tonight and knowing you were watching it too made me feel better. i want to communicate with you but i feel like this isn't always the best way. would you like sporadic letters?
i have been contemplating my dentata more than my wings. my wings have been feeling... restrained. theres so much more i want to say to you but the internet is so synthetic and inadequate.
lovvvvve

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imbeyondwords July 22 2005, 12:54:25 UTC
this is beautiful.

so last night i was thinking and being all excited about our adventure, and this song about hitchhiking started playing. itunes fortune teller?

see you in some hours!

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knitbikini July 22 2005, 20:41:33 UTC
the product of creation is the expansion of happiness.

singsingsong

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ohsoserious August 11 2005, 03:52:22 UTC
"Streetlights pretending to be stars".

We were flying over Philadelphia, moving so quickly upwards it seemed magical, and I was a little sad to note that these days the ground holds more stars than the sky. The city looked like a whole galaxy, a universe of starts laid out in 2-D like a model in a classroom. Isn't it interesting that we think we live so three-dimensionally when really everything in our world is so flat? We never even come close to the sky with our tallest attempts at skyscrapers. But that's good, I suppose. How would the sky feel about being scraped?

-Alice!

p.s. I am home now and when are you coming back to my side of the state?!

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