Self-absorbed abstractions: 01 de septiembre de 2013
I kept wanting to completely let go and conquer that self-consciousness, but I couldn’t. It was a physical thing, attached and palpable and squishy and I couldn’t get rid of it. I don’t have that with Kaia, like I do…
Your pupils dilate: 22 de junio de 2013
To be alone is when music slices into your visceral perception. Your pupils dilate, your pupils are massive black suns burning my neurons and sucking my memories away, like lint pulled off clothes from the dryer, or stray hairs from…
Inhale my waves: 26 de mayo de 2013
Today is super baked and residual hiiighs and tiny writing. Poppyseed muffins, French, drawings, the collective as more than the sum of the parts. Antique pearly jewelry, found objects, scratchy pen scrawl, USE YOUR WORDS, use your worlds, inhale my…
A past lover made me so abstract: 18 de mayo de 2013
INDECISION GRIPS ME IT DOES It has tied me down, I am frozen, immobile. I will defeat you, I will write you into oblivion, I will figure you out, I will sift through the insanity and find what’s real. It…
No sé quién soy en este idioma: 04 de diciembre de 2014
No sé qué está pasando. No sé quién soy en este idioma, pero la puedo sentir, la otra….. Now feels so good because I’m on the patio atrás with this book of inspiration (written by yours truly!) and a gray…
I got super high because it was my birthday: 15 de enero de 2014
So last night I got super high because it was my birthday and I was bored just waiting around for the asado and no one was doing anything, and it made everything so fucking confusing! One of the young guys…
Remember your purpose: 25 de mayo de 2015
Remember your purpose. Carelessness will never be rewarded. You must do everything with utmost thought and precision, dedicated to quality, willing to follow only anything truly just. Don’t let the details trap you, don’t feel bad if you can’t remember…