October 6, 2007
ahahahAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!
(there's so much more to say about Flynn than this... but since she has a special place in my backwards laughing and I am lacking the right words to say ... this'll have to do for now)
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October 6, 2007
ahahahAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!
(there's so much more to say about Flynn than this... but since she has a special place in my backwards laughing and I am lacking the right words to say ... this'll have to do for now) September 6, 2007
flashes
where my eyes are opened deep into my insides looking down my throat into hers into mine back and again this is where i wind the music box she made me and find i am covered in light made by myself for she helps me see in the dark and in the light and i forgive myself for not holding her close every moment im blessed to stand pysically near to her come again please come again you are my heart wrapped up in dust on velvet May 9, 2007
beautiful
beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful!!!!!!!!!! December 16, 2006
our connection is beyond language and because that is often misunderstood. our flow can travel upstream, can sing lullabies to alien kitties, and can turn fabric into master pieces. i am saved by your poetry even across the world and i am honored to work with you just the way that we do...and i am grateful that i get to laugh and ride the waves of love between us. xx. amelia.
September 24, 2006
We have only had a little time to connect but the time was well spent. Flash is a beautiful ball of loving energy. I had the honor of opening her up to a new world, thanks for trusting me.
She is a remarkable photographer, I hope to be her subject someday.
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" Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructable be found in us. "
.... the day before Tribe went down on it's most recent sojourn for more of it's common undisclosed (and notably Anarchist-Burner-stylie) adventures, I had posted this long, detailed rant about losing my camera.
Thu, September 11, 2008 - 2:40 AM
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It happened in the post Temple-burn dust storm, and it held only a few (but cherished) pictures at the time it left. It felt sort of vulnerable to post the details of what was on it or what instantly mattered, to the whole cyber world, but I felt committed to trying that out, just ... read more
:: Oxford Lectures on Poetry ::
Sun, April 23, 2006 - 10:51 PM
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The nature of a work of art is to be not a part, nor yet a copy of the real world (as we commonly understand that phrase), but a world in itself, independent, complete, autonomous; and to possess it fully you must enter that world, conform to it's laws, and ignore for the time the beliefs, aims, and particular conditions which belong to you in the other world of reality.
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