smoothie mundane
September 2012
2 posts
June 2012
9 posts
Clone
Metric
“i’m missing everyone i know now”
"To Live To Love To Laugh"
a journal came through the mail today. embossed on the cover are your words…that quote above. now i can carry this keepsake with me. i’m glad i was able to know you and to enjoy your company. you inspired everyone you came into contact with. and still now, you spark inspiration.
RIP crystal
Fa Fa Fa
Sin Fang Bous
“i was spinning on the inside”
http://projectcatspace.tumblr.com →
projectcatspace.tumblr.com
i’ve been gone for too long, but i’m finally back.
working on many things. one of which is a new tumblr, Project Cat Space (url above).
it’s a gallery project that includes meditative explorations translated through the visual and the written.
i hope you will explore it. follow it. enjoy it.
the best dream i have ever had
(and it happened TWICE in one night)
in a huge space with the best lighting /
millions of rectangular pieces of paper surrounding me as i
aimlessly fall / a little faster / than slow-motion /
October 2011
1 post
VCR
Xx
“and you/you just know/you just do”
January 2011
1 post
All Yr Songs
Diamond Rings
this is what i imagine waking life should always feel like.
(Diamond Rings “All Yr Songs”)
October 2010
4 posts
Big Jumps
Emiliana Torrini
“make some big jumps”
(Emiliana Torrini “big jumps”)
September 2010
1 post
let's tumble again
a year since its creation
February 2010
3 posts
These Days
Nico
(nico “these days”)
Oh, I Buried You Today
The Raveonettes
(the raveonettes “oh, i buried you today”)
January 2010
5 posts
the / tumbling / continues /
November 2009
1 post
Unattainable
Little Joy
(little joy “unattainable”)
September 2009
24 posts
Listen
i’m not here.
(radiohead “how to disappear completely and never be found”)
Listen
(islands “tender torture”)
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“…so intoxicating, i’ll take my time”
(yum-yum “words will fail”)
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Listen
the sun is hitting you at just the right angle…
(Keith & Enid With The Sonny Bradshaw Orchestra “when it’s spring”)
Listen
…he said, “i can’t think without sleep and i can’t sleep cos i feel too much.”
“it’s hard not to feel when all we do is worry,” was her only reply.
(tobin sprout “small parade”)
Listen
that rush…
where all your feeling and all i feel meld
and we breathe in unison
that is when we feel the most
(the shivers “beauty”)
((i found our words))
::seven days::
lately i’ve seen a face / that wasn’t all there / i’d retrace my steps to the back of my mind / and find a wall / and a couple of shadows holding each other / quietly rocking their blues away / and the tune? /
something sweet / and floral / and totally wrong / mismatched to the beautiful people trapped on the wall /
the trip back to the world / after this / will be something of a challenge / but really / it’s okay /
i start on my way / but it’s the music of your face / and the magic just out of my reach / that makes me turn to have one more look / you keep me spinning in the same place /
i walk and stumble over the little things you do / the way you speak has turned me upside down / and i tend to unravel my thoughts every time you present that look of innocence /
and now / i’m here all alone / i never imagined the way you tried so hard to be “the one” /
the music cut out the minute i told you i wasn’t / then nothing / nothing before night seized me in my sleep /
but how can you be so calm? / you should be stinging / and frantic / and out of control! /
damn your restraint / damn your staying here / shouldn’t you be on your way? / didn’t i say my line right? /
or did you miss your cue? / all this heartache / folded up and stained /
lately my pace has slowed down / and i’ve lost my train of thought / then / i found it again / you /
though we could call it an even draw / i would still be at a loss for you / and before i know what’s good /
and sweet / and right / we’ve traveled back to the first day all over again / the first day of the end /
when kind words and kind love slinked away / together embarrassed for us / we took them too seriously
Listen
to find you, a lack of sleep is well worth it
(marvin gaye & tammi terrell “if i could build my whole world around you”)
“endless marveling at the way in which routine experience suddenly becomes magically imbued and transformed with a joy too elusive to catch in words”
—joseph cornell, 1958
Listen
nights are always late. sleep is always hard.
(why? “close to me”)
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