Those special mornings when you arise, and then think to yourself, just a little bit more, savour me the fresh imagery from my dream. The imagery of wonder, of pinning, of new exciting conquests. Everything is Better in the morning, especially when you sit for a moment, and then wear that smile that you have been dreaming about when you closed your eyes, the night before. This life is comprised of way too many unexpected rides, and there is nothing to do but to ruminate, dwell, listen, and hope that the next morning you awake with a smile. well, it better, until you hear your sister and her boyfriend waking up in the next room and jolly with each other, loving and kissing, bleh. I am not so sure how happy I am now, but what can i do, i got to keep stepping bam bam bam



In the process of this painting

This multitask Nation we have founded is making me have wrinkels, making me become insane, have difficulty paying attention, focusing. Music, phone, computer, stydying for exams, blogging, and i am left screaming in vain what about me??????????? The only solution i can think of is escaping, but escape is not a solution, the solution is to hold your nose squeeze tight, and dive in, jump in, without squinting your Forehead.........................Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkk


Love this wisdom. And the gentle Voice.

Xavier Rudd- The Letter
I I sit by my window
With everything I've done
Doors that I've opened
And webs that I've spun
And the candle beside me
it burns to the left
and the rain on the clay
sends the lizard to it's nest
will there be a time
when I will hold you again?
With my arms spread out
My chest you'll rest
And I'll write you a letter
With everything I know
’bout the weight of the world
And the way things could go
So live up my friend
Step back again
For some things will be given
For some you'll have to bend
You’ ll have to bend my friend
To hold on to this
For some things will come easy
And some will be a test
You’ll have to bend
Now the ocean connects me
To everything I know
I’m mellowing my mind
So my heart, it can call
With these trees as my witness
I'll slice up some fruit
And each to their peaceful
good intentions and truth

my head feels like an exploding beating balloon filled with so much new information that i don't really know what to process first. Since my attempt from last week, to retrieve myself from the "seek" attention, captivating Facebook, and simultaneously of course my phone stopped working, the screen randomly turning Infrared. This week, has been the complete opposite. From a minor disconnection from the net i completely reconnected in a very special form. A much up grated form called the I phone. I did not have a smart phone until a couple days ago. At first, i was scared to get it, then i was ecstatic to see the vast options of the things I was missing out on, and opened up to, and today I am just overwhelmed with everything engulfing me from all directions. I feel as if the fact I don't have a partner to invest my time in, and harvest, i spend my time jumping from many different things to others. When in relationship I long for this period of zip zapping everywhere, and when i am without a partner, i find myself begging to be held, watching all the others around me immerse in a bubble of joy with one another that seems all flaky showy to me. I don't understand the Hippocrates, there must be a middle ground. Somewhere i can feel comfortable to lay my head down in the arms of someone that will make all the dissonance feel like clarity. I had such a good week, only because i have been down for a while, and when the bliss hits, it hits so fast so hard so fierce. I do feel loved by the closest people to me, even though they all spend time in the relationships while it feels as if i am chasing them to come hug me as well. I am not so sure where to channel my attention, maybe to my future, which i have been putting aside? maybe painting? ehh its kind of lovely and lonely.
Ok, Bye bah, Mae.


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