Friday, December 27, 2013

this again

i wake up dope sick from your affection
i dont know how to put it into words how you leave me feeling
everytime i see you, i think it may be the last, ive never felt that way before with someone
it makes me feel hopeless

loving some one from afar is increadibly masochistically satisfying
i wish i could understand this better

Sunday, December 1, 2013

turning it over in my mind again

could i have your heart
could i have your hand
just for a little while
while this sun sets
and these leaves turn
quick before the frost sets in
before the flora falls to the dirt
decomposes and mushrooms consume
before my energy is
inconsumable by your hand
you could pick me up then
put me in your mouth
you can have my gills and spores
and my mind trip too
my hands will have slipped away
just like the melodies
my heart hummed to you
can you dip your vibration into mine
put a current in my rhythm
let my high tides rise to you

pleasing the eye

i get picky about the little things in my art. little things like angles. and whether or not they are pleasing to me (as if one can derive pleasure from an angle). the most vexing thing to me is a triangle. its grace, and perfection. its appeal, the golden ratio. all of it, keeps me awake at night as to how i can solve these and other problems of slope and rise. colors pallates not so much. these solutions come more naturally to me. its instinct and intuition. where as the angles i am so more inclined to allow them to fall into fates hands. but maybe i can control it?

loving you from afar

lately, my visions have been about interdimensional travel with you. the nightmares are just physical material paranoias based on this plane of existence. they don't count for our lives in the past together. they seem to be more about how we are growing past this life together. i feel as though when we communicate clearly we make leaps and bounds and all the space in between is like the blissfull sunrise on a jamaican beach. not because of you, but with you my personal growth is immense. the mirror is there for my love to be reflected. i think it is becoming all to clear to me that my ascension is only possible when everyone else can also make it. the more minds we free, the freeer we shall be. after all we are collective consciousness. you and i are just a seed. one light on the grid. but as we ignite other lights around us do too!