February 2012
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Stars streaming behind the screen of twinkling afternoon ocean blue. This is it, rest in the bare bones of awareness. Remembering to be here, I pull the sentient strings back to me, absorbing and sucking in my dispersed energy. What is important?
I am sinking in the sofa, I am listening to crystal laughs. The windows of the world open with your love. White suits and cymbals, two men joking are on...
January 2012
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hallow chestnut, the mind is dull, sharpen it with a grinder grinding write now whatever even if it sounds shitty this is our time. until all the flies leave Im shitting flies out of my stomach sit with it. five senses roses are red, the mind is dull dull dull bullying judgement. shame sets in monotonous motions whatever that means “I don’t know” on repeat stupid give me some...
December 2011
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reminder
A sweet 10th grade student, in one of the classes I volunteer in, got her progress report today… she has a 0.00 GPA. And so do most of her classmates. She tells me she’s been getting Fs since 6th grade and that it’s hard for her to focus… so she doesn’t do her work -to read a 5th grade level article - because it’s difficult. Her dad calls her stupid and makes her feel...
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cognitive therapy: changing out our perceptions
I have so many things to do! :) VS I have to do so many things! :( simple switching around of words + smiley faces… I wonder if it would help stress-prone thinkers? I’ll give it a try this week.
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singing swings, feet sweeping sand, sweet kicks. melody moving from your mouth, I flow forward, to remember what it feels like again to be a kid kindly keeping secrets smiling I slash blood. the rattling of the shopping cart, reminds me to be present to your sensitive gentleness, I’ll hold myself. Caution beating a silent shout, knives, knives. out casting fears, bouncing heads and knees, I...
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my observation of human nature: How one judges another, is more likely a reflection of the judger’s character than the truth of the judged’s nature.
example: if you judge someone is lazy or inferior/superior, that’s more likely saying something about your standards and perceptions about the world and self, than it is a reflection of that person’s actual nature (he/she...
myworldissuffocatingme asked: Talking to someone won't fix it...
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Listen
November 2011
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“It’s all about falling in love with yourself and sharing that love with someone...”
– Eartha Kitt on falling in love and compromise. (via rudolove)
“Well, that’s ok, we have our whole lives ahead of us”
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“our inner beauty and guidance cannot be lost through the actions and attitudes...”
– Tarthang Tulku, Openness Mind
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pain body
painbody ?
slice me in half down the head to the gut with a rusty metal knife I’m staring outside the dirty airplane window wondering why Tears are streaming down my face face face face face in the white clouds, I’m in a heavy machine thousands of feet above you feeling alone, while seat belted next to kind strangers and new friends
I shouldn’t feel this way, it’s...
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flashing photos of phantom faces, I wish you were online instead of the deceiving images of a similar smile, so I could just say hi. That’s all. That is all of our time, eyes with holding what are we capable of doing more sitting in front of a glowing screens dipped in divine intelligence, i wade through a black whole of a universe conspiring. In the cold, I’d rather snuggle with the comforter...
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humming towards trepidation, what experience, go back, i’m caring for baby sister feeling alienation,kneeling on gray carpet bowl of rice spoon feeding. the curtains scatter laughter of the older children. adults wording, swerving past in the past. Now I am twenty feet tall, twenty feet tall. I hum away the noise, centering your eyes inside, where there is everything you need, inside. point...
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throw some salt on your face and lick off your wounds. Vow today to stop hate, soft serve some ice cream crying acceptance, a freckle wanting to fit into a circle square. vow today to stop self hate, if you want to stop hate, start with your self, fate follows. choose to remember her faces and their darling faces over the noose, just want to belong, nothing is wrong with you. what is wrong are...
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gaaahh, wnat to remember, just woke up.
It feels like I’ve had this dream once before… of a spherical electronic device that has a combination of features. One feature that sticks out this time, is that each country has a specific named device- I think Poland’s was named Genevieve - and the device would have a specific health advice programmed into it for each person based on their geographic residence. gahh I dont remember the...
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abandoned banded aids i’ve lost my mind, im afraid of being so serious, delirious laughter ice skating waiting for something. Help miss you alot, cause I don’t know where I am. Peeling off skin, wading on the surface of devotion, slip the lotioned legs. tear drops drops drops I dont belong here. “who will I be when I’m with you again?”
Self Reminders
7 more days until I get to register for my classes/ reenroll UCSD. Whooo! Finally clicked just now, simply being, my existence can radiate joy and that is enough for me. What’s enough for you? Mistakes made, lessons to be learned. No need to please or get the approval of others, I just know I genuinely wish you to be well and peaceful, and with such wishful intentions, my actions are...
October 2011
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99% mix: Everything all the time
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We dragged uphill specks of broken legs while gravity pulled down heavy limping limbs Dull deer sleep talking no choice but reflecting the shaken ice particles amidst everyone knows not the bone pain of a self sobbing, throbbing wound of a growing circle On ankle spreading and wrapping like a legging blackening the whole focus, I wept. Staring into our Lucky jeans, we wondered the August...
“Gradually I taught myself to feel that it did not matter whether I spoke well or...”
– Bertrand Russell, The Conquest of Happiness
timeless body cutting space mind dragging back moment
there are no mistakes, the universe is perfect? Thats why forgiveness is important. Elise pondered the truth of what she remembered Jesse had said. As he was talking, she was thinking about Will and their friendship. Was she still in awe of an idea of him or is he truly a god, we’re all gods his voice echoed. Needs reptilian brain survival and sex. I wish I could talk better, why am I...
99% mix- Destination: Elsewhere
let us rejoice, that i am alive, the reverend preached, morals and rules and two men duels, fighting his inevitable truth: death. Fears my dears, he continued, in the mud pick out the jewels. There are some everywhere. This moment is impermanent, how precious. This moment is going to die, treat it like a poor baby just born, dead in miliseconds. feel stranger mercy. emoting vibrations travel like...
dont know whats going to happen dont know whats going to happen. donuts nose watts go in two hop in my car baby. fuck. go all ways for wear of failing not knowing what the next few clenches. imagine everyone in a bath of light. wrenches wail fix me. come down from the pedestal an endangered dancer wobbles on four whispering seizures. Contempt ordinary churning for desires fume from the falling sea...
take the sentimentality judgments and throw it up on a donkey’s face thats dead before but now is dragging a twisting blender sprinkle dust confetti of cut out colored strips to collage before dreaming. Scream hamburgers at the monster in the scary movie to not cry. create a one inside real. water falling constant like breathing. non moving, death. new news what is the message. this is...
what needs attention right now? bones and cells are sore, this is all real right now. nothing is wrong, everything just is. I see you, I don’t feel bad. yes, I say to you fear.
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tatertatas asked: Why are you such a poet? I enjoy that.
Shiny sour lime skittle toenails, tickle the nose of a baby panda to make it sneeze a breezy cover girl. ocean mist in a bottle of the wiggles tumbling frown a hill on top of a hill on top of a hill, like an icecream cone with a lot of scoops. Lets go play hoops on a tigers belly jelly bean don’t make a scene, kid. hipster walk with a lean, like a wankster. I think I’m going to to barf...
He peeked through the crack with little fingers pushing slowly, the door against heavy space his wonders sparkle, what is that sound, baby breathing in dimness. Sweetness, she smiles. No longer nervous about what she should be, he caresses her face attentively. He accepts all except nothing, a brother only moonlight can provide. A reflection of an orbited center. Lets try something new, something...