Affinity for trees

   Do you remember the first time you fell in love ? do you remember when something for the first time went wrong? Do you ever remember being envious of the trees because surely they never had to have feelings like these? Do you remember wanting to be able to put down roots and stretchout your leaves? Do you remember wanting to grow old providing great and glorious shade for two lovers to meet and grow old together under? for them to have children of their own to grow up and play under your shade? Those initial feelings of love and loss they will come and go. However the way you feel about the trees and their simple life will never go away

Rocky Mountain high

I'll be up in the Rocky Mountain high soon enough! The mountains of my blood line, from generations back settling in southern foothills in the frontier days of New Mexico, to my parents both being raised in Colorado and meeting in Denver, these mountains hold the stories of my ancestors and I am grateful to be heading home to them and starting my own story in the most northern US Rockies of Montana

duh duh dun

i got the truck all cleaned out and now im ready to get it repacked for the next big adventure. i don't feel like im ready but i also don't feel like i have any reason to stick around...... i guess you can come see me and say bye at the Friday! // Solstice Insomnia with Desert Dwellers, Perkulat0r + more
show!!! BubbleGunk will be vending with a few things from To Catch A Ray Crystals latest collection!!! and i might snap some pics before i leave so i have something to remember you all by. oh my heart is breaking to know that my impending departure of the northwest is coming so soon. im scared of being alone on the open road and with no direction, but it also excites me to no end!
I remember the time Prof. Curtis left Houston to go back to school in Chicago, oh how my heart was broken over the loss of my best friend and inspiration. I couldn't imagine my art being as great with out his influence. A part of me is scared that traveling like this will just produce the same feeling constantly. Will I be constantly trampled by my enamoured feelings each time I make a new best friend? Will I truly be able to carry all of their hearts with me? And will coping with loss ever get easier.
Do I enjoy some sort of sick torture that I must do this to myself over and over again.
The bonds I formed in Olympia have grown too strong and I must break them.  It was with you that I lost myself, and then with you that I also found where that little girl was hiding and it was with you that she truly became the woman goddess that was always inside of her. Does the scar tissue on the heart make it stronger?
So if I travel onward and all we have left are inperfect memories, know always that you have left a thumb print on my soul. My novel can not be complete with out the chapter on you! whoever you are, whoever you were to me, and wherever we go, unconditional love does exists because of us!

maybe ill visit chicago... that's a place i have yet to exist before

holdin onto your heart
has made me want 
to let go of everything
im holdin on to
in between all of this
do you wanna hold onto me
well i dont even want to know
the difference between
black and white for you
but you know that
in between is
a better place for me

I guess I have a blog for a reason

mostly to tell people all the things I want to tell them but are too rude to say to their faces. FUCK YOU ALL! sometimes I am definately from Tejas. I  can't fucking stand my friends sometimes but I love them to death. They make me. Sometimes it's just people in general, the consciousness is too much. I completely understand that nothing I feel means anything. And yet I'm constantly attracted to having these people in my life. It's how they make me feel. In  a good way. 

performance arts

are a way to live the light for because if you don't shine bright enough you cant even see.

this hitt really close to home. so many levels. as an addict. as a performer! i need to get back to my roots....

http://www.hulu.com/watch/584945

On the Quest... and Meds

sometimes, it's that I'm on the quest for meds... sometimes.
I was first prescribed medicine for mood swings when I was 16. I was on a plethora of pills. Something to help my arthritis in my back (I know, at 16 !!!) something to help my sleep and something to help my mood swings. By the time I was 19 I didn't really feel anything at all. Looking back it is all kind of funny. I was a teenager. Things change, your body changes, there are growth spurts and hormones all running a muck of what you were once used to. My parent's answer was to medicate me. Too bad we couldn't have conceived of medical marijuana in the state of Texas ten years ago. I am surprised to see legislation with that happening all over America now. I am also learning more and more about other natural pathic medicines to help with my conditions. A little over a week ago I had another nasty case of the mania bi-polar mood swings that I have been a silent sufferer from for the last ten years. Of course not so silent if you could hear the things I say when I'm afflicted.

.... I stayed the course though. There's no way this chica is gona decalcify her penial gland while taking prescription pills.