“Our individuality is all, all, that we have. There are those who barter
it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the
betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the
morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it in, in grace and
love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life's
bittersweet route.”
-Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Got to love that square format!
Another one of my messy-any-kid-can-do-that style of abstract art pieces. Want to say it's about 10"x10".
Monday, November 19, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
{ Heart In A Diving Bell } by Big Sway
Our love is deeper than the situational
Beyond the trends of the mortal mind
Beyond moments tied in bows of timelines
We are energy of Velcro variety -
A face constructed of distraught yesterdays
& immutably grand futures -
Two needles in a haystack
Flotsam in a field of debris left by hubris
Of a deed as selfish as loving another, wholly
& with no expectations
You are so angelic
With yr derelict youth, scarred
Drinking under bridges with ratty white beards
Running from yr heart
Stained, sullied & deified with love for a dead-man
You were so vacant when I needed you most
My heart was heavy as a glacier under yr monster
indifference
But a wiser artist than I saw
That in opinion/truth, I was something more than the status
quo
You were never a slut,
You just listened to others too much…
I want to see nothing but yr beautiful face ascending
Past my station
Past my sadness
To a place of complete self-love
A place past me
You don’t need to work for other’s love -
Yr a dynamo that masses bathe in
You love yrself
& I love yr love
So fully
That my heart breaks apart
Every time I think about my death
& the things I’ve let slide
Left unsaid
By the roadside
I’ve been in love with you since we first met
Going around & around
Around
& around
Pretty soon
(1 to 70 years, hitherto…)
I’ll be dead
Pretty soon
So will you…
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