the thread

long live the pixie queen

sweetanomaly — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 18:03:03 GMT

on this day we witnessed the end of your physical form you are wed to eternity passed beyond the body into pure spirit there were tears and flower petals the air full of song and incense your friends prayed around you with their hearts more aligned than ever before thanks to you thanks to love for showing us such grace in the face of despair truly we are blessed to have one another just look at the circle we have found ourselves within! i would be so honored to be carried to the threshold of this realm in your generous hearts in your strong arms with my last breaths i would sing a song to you and hear it echo forever through time as your words and actions now resonate within me a part of me always you will not be forgotten until we meet again my queen i love you dee

i see you

sweetanomaly — Tue, 05 Jun 2007 07:54:16 GMT

this is a quick note just to let you know... I'M BACK ON THE WEST COAST!!!!!! FIND ME AND GIVE ME SOME LOVE LOVELIES!!!!!!! miao =*.*= dee

mi esperanza{mi familia}

sweetanomaly — Sat, 27 Jan 2007 08:42:05 GMT

hola mi amors my heart is raw with longing i grow deeper in love and recognize so clearly all that i have learned from you all that i am a part of this circle always growing never broken the way you embrace me with arms so open without hesitation without doubt yes this is love the way you hold me the lingering moments when our eyes meet and the smile is irresistible yes this is love this is more binding than blood i hope to continue this dance with you long after my body has been received by the earth i hope to waltz with you in a dream slowly circling we are all there together all together in this place no distances between and there are endless moments for us to share i hope to wake beside you and know that happiness of a dream that is true with you always in all ways yes this is love

movement through the moment

sweetanomaly — Tue, 22 Aug 2006 12:06:02 GMT

hola amors it is late in the night my eyes are heavy as i lay here surrounded by gentle music remembering the moments experienced each one charming my heart so full and open i give thanks for love all this love i travel from place to place leaving traces a few words written in the sand a tune floating by on the street i meet with the spirits on my way each one finds me and when we part i feel as though it could be the last time it saddens and inspires lifted into this present moment here with you now and then we move away from one another gracefully tragically beautifully touched everything is golden in this late summer light i can feel change approaching death reminds us to live a thousand dreams mingling coming slowly to the surface rising up into the air a great gathering of winged creatures flying in unison close so close i keep you close that i may see the smile in your eyes each time we meet that i do feel the warmth of your body when we embrace the melody of your voice recognition in your scent a deliciously subtle taste lingering upon my tongue the blessed truth living and breathing giving thanks dee

lala dee

sweetanomaly — Wed, 12 Jul 2006 08:34:53 GMT

hola my dear friends comrads companions... it's been weeks since i was tagged by sunny, and i actually took the time and wrote a wonderfully revealing list of eight little known facts about me, some blackmail and extortion material for you. i even posted it and i think it was online for a few hours before i smoked a massive joint and had one of those tear you apart at the seams kind of experiences during which i reread my admissions and scared the shit out of myself... i quickly erased my guilty secrets so that none of you would ever ever know the real me ...hahaha!!!! well, things have changed{as they do} and i now feel more than great about sharing a little with you, my trusted friends and strangers enjoy... 1-i have been through many styles and trends in my life, i was a straight up dork until grade 7 when my cool hashish smokin booze guzzling cousin got a hold of me. i promptly became a full on rocker, tight pants jean jacket long puffy hair headbanger, i then went through a kind of rockabilly greecer moment, which transitioned nicely into this preppy trying to impress the nice girls thing, which got overtaken by the stoner art rock skater dude, which was hijacked by the hardcore raver dready, who slid all smoove into this post rave mod goth, and then kind of plateau into what i am today which i will loosely and comfortably define as ............. bohemian whatever that means 2-i know i seem like a kind peace loving guy, at least to most of you, but i have to say, when i was young i was a violent little psycho. running around with plastic uzis pretending to shoot my friends, drawing stick figure massacres. my brother and i had an extensive g.i.joe collection, with which we would orchestrate massive military campaigns. we would take over the whole basement for several days and create various violent scenarios in the never ending battle of good versus evil, the joes versus the evil cobra terrorist organisation. fuck yeah. this persisted for many years until one fateful day, when i gathered all my action figures, joes and cobras alike and took them into the backyard. i arranged them in a giant pile and proceeded to light them on fire with a lighter and a can of wd40. i burned them until all that was left was a smoldering pile of molten plastic. 3-i looooooooooooooooooooooooove mayonaise 4-all through my highschool years i was playing guitar and singing in a band. we would play covers of our favorites and had a bunch of our own songs too. this one time we did a show at the ultimate dive in montreal, the jailhouse rock. we packed the place with 200 of our underage friends and got fucking wasted!!! the night climaxed with a ritual theatre performance where we sacrificed a purple barney the dinosaur doll. we threw the poor thing to the crowd, who tore it to pieces while chanting KILL BARNEY KILL BARNEY KILL BARNEY! i even have this all captured on video, which some of you may be lucky enough to witness... someday 5-i was lonely and longing for love throughout my entire high school life. i fell in love{ha} and had my heart broken by many a cute young girl. i wrote many a sad poem and thought many a depressed thought as i kept repeating the same story , over and over and over... until i finally caught on that chasing girls was a never ending cycle of despair. so i just started hanging out with the boys, smoking as much hash and weed as possible. we called ourselves the oven brothers, "pop me out of the oven man, i'm baked" our dealer was an old man we called bobby brown strangely enough, as soon as i stopped paying so much attention to the ladies, they started being way more interested in me what up wit dat huh? 6-when i was about ten years old i was enrolled in an afterschool art program. one of our assignments was to draw a self portrait in charcoal. so i drew myself as best i could, and it was prety good, but when the teacher came over she said "you look so sad in this picture , look you are frowning" she then erased my mouth and drew her own version, a happier shinier me, i was not impressed, i waited for her to leave and then quickly erased her work and returned to my melancholic reality. 7-the first girl i ever loved was in grade two. and i never even knew her name. all i had was a picture of her, on page 88 of my math textbook. everyday i would come to class and open to page 88 and wonder, who are you ? where are you?... my dream girl , so far away, i wish i had that picture today. 8-is my absolute favorite number, i cannot imagine a better number than 8, just look at it, so perfectly formed,curvaceous, symmetrical, mystical, cool, and if you tip it over it is infinity, perfection... yes 8 what a number!!! thank you for indulging me with your time and attention i have already tagged six people from that first time so i won't tag again. but i know there are a few peeps who haven't revealed themselves to me yet, so to them i say, get on with it already!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the dance

sweetanomaly — Thu, 18 May 2006 06:52:02 GMT

cheers to you lover our cups runneth over with potential and we both recognize this as truth what a gift that we have been graced with these feelings i give thanks... i want to stay here in this thankfulness i want to stay here in this sacredness i want to remember lucid awake aware tonight as i write you this letter there is a celebration inside me and somewhere in this illusion of the space that is between we hold each other in an embrace and twirl with the world with the stars with the moon and sun we spin and spin as the illusion that is time continues to play it's beautiful and terrible games stories spun into a weave of such glorious complexity of such intricate purpose it is the great work of each one of us to interpret this language and translate through our lives its meaning i watch you with interest to see how you will perform this enormous task i watch you in wonder as you turn a thought into a fire that burns wild through what remains of the great lie i am swept up into the storm that is your presence i follow the currents and patterns of this intelligence inhereting the markings of the ones that came before me i watch closely so as not to miss my cue

epoca de cambiar

sweetanomaly — Sun, 25 Dec 2005 22:48:37 GMT

a time of change eternity imprinted in my heart the scars have become beautiful markings i run my fingers along the contours what secrets are held there... these lines upon my palms... meaning inherent before birth roots of language encrypted in the woven pathways of skin and blood and bone we are sung into existence dreamt into being falling and flying through moments of hope and despair this healing way holds us all responsible let us receive this life with grace

a slight return

sweetanomaly — Wed, 30 Nov 2005 06:48:57 GMT

o the fool o shuffling deliberately through the dust that has gathered traced back to the origins a line of stories half remembered revealed to this weeping heart all the hopeful faces brilliant eyes turned inward in wonder we spoke once and it shattered me we touched once and that feeling never left we shared a moment etched carefully into our definition of self so finely crafted the seams are transparent but still they tear and the truth may spill out upon us a deluge of sweet tears a fine vintage aged and refined in time sip slowly and sing praises for the spirits drunk on the blood of those who came before footprints through the dust leading out beyond the known

alluding to form

sweetanomaly — Tue, 26 Jul 2005 07:40:29 GMT

tying the end of this thread to the fixed point of the pendulum i am gaining momentum trace the trajectory on maps and star charts closing eyes and fingers dropped at random intervals mark the point that a thousand angels emerged from their slumber the sun is always rising and setting somewhere gaining momentum