drip drop

Crayon (James and Evander Remix)

crispy crumble, mumble jumble

-  blackberry crisp  -

change everything

 Sleeping Sickness

no sleep. uncertainty. trapped. always. would i mind if life was taken away. this isnt the hiding i like. when someone hates me, i hate me. its not working. not happening for me. i'll never find the words to say which would completely explain just why I'm breaking down

wednesday: blood day

blood, bloody, juicy, red, liquid, vein, guts...

tonight i gave blood. it went fast and wonderful as usual. i biked to the clinic and home and didnt feel weak.

i just hope that all the shit that went into my body and veins and muscles and bones up at sham is outa there. i sure as hell wouldnt want to lend that shit to someone in need.

"I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat" (Winston Churchill)

crave

stars

i sat in the sun for awhile. then waited. waited.

i just wanted to bask in the presence of their sound. oh well.

'dont kill yourself', he said.

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sunk

doubting every decision i make. doubting myself. why am i where i am. falling?
never as smart, never as pretty. never as fit, never as wealthy.
dirt. a spec. who cares. bag of bones.

love.

why does my heart bother to beat. takes up space and emotions.
make me disappear. ill swim to the bottom of the sea. or if you let me, ill just *poof*

moon

The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon
So powerful
I fell to the ground

the big brilliant glow, resting in the black sea of sky. she speaks to me, through my soul.

James Blake - I Only Know (What I Know Now)

into the river

i rode through the majestic forest, lower seymour. i havnt been through those woods for 2 months. it was amazzzzing. so fresh and green and lush and so so so beautiful. ahhhh

i jumped into river. it was cold. it chilled my bones. it was so nice.

will my ankle ever heal. when will i be free to adventure like before. patience.

ps. today i met a precious little person, River.

adapt or die

Erik: The great blue whale is the largest animal to have ever existed. It's heart weighs thirteen hundred pounds, and the male has seven gallons of te...testicles.
Erik: The blue whale's music can be heard for over five hundred miles. A blue whale's tongue weighs overs two and a half tons.
Hanna: What does music feel like?Erik: Music; a combination of sounds with a view to beauty of form and expression of emotion.
Hanna: I want to hear it for myself.
Erik: We've all we need right here.
Hanna: It's not enough. I'm ready.
Hanna: Papa, I'm ready.

*SHAMBAlove*

The magic was in the trees, and in the ground and blood of all that entered. A jungle of creatures dancing in the sand, by the river, throughout the costumed liViNg rOoM. Hot breeze under the cedar trees. Chillllll. Nonstop smiles, everyone feels the groove, feels it everywhere. The pulse, beat of life, beat of love. Community of souls transform into wild animals as they flock to the village. And pulses unite. Beat as one, big, loud, beautiful, raging. *wOmmmP*

ps. When you can stop, you don't want to. When you want to stop, you can't......................

sham' wow

WOAHHHHH wompwommmmmwommmmpbaaaalalalalalaa zaaaaaaaaahhh womppppppppppp poahhhhh ZINGEAHHHHHH.
im a bit excited. gun leave this city.
maybe i will find my true home land, earth, ground, terrain.
"peace. love. ecstacy."