The Dreamer |
Turning over a few rocks, and I discover Myself again. It had scuttled away, frightened by the harshness of the world, and the judgements of people and the things they could do. Grown a little, a smal...
Posted by Larissa Locke on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 05:54:00 PST |
083107 |
"The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world." - Leonard Cohen
Posted by Larissa Locke on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 08:13:00 PST |
hemingway: 1, democracy of popular opinion: 0 |
The mountains, long stretches of prairie and badland that make you think you're going in circles, the little towns, the sheer largeness of it all; it's no wonder I lost myself a titch. I found things ...
Posted by Larissa Locke on Sat, 25 Aug 2007 01:44:00 PST |
The Earth is Not A Cold Dead Place |
The world is not a place of fairy tales, happy endings, rainbows and flitting butterflies. It is a terrible obstacle course of hardship, misery and horrible people. It is where life throws everything ...
Posted by Larissa Locke on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 06:30:00 PST |
081607 |
blood is thicker than water, but just as easy to spill.
Posted by Larissa Locke on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 12:36:00 PST |
081507 |
the people who sleep, had their minds or emotions together never got the world anywhere.
Posted by Larissa Locke on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 12:15:00 PST |
This is the end. |
At the end of the day you are alone with the things you have done. The end of he day, is the end of the day. It is new when you wake up. You have left yesterday for today and there is no return ticket...
Posted by Larissa Locke on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 02:47:00 PST |
I AM ridiculous. |
Everyone always goes away. Why can't anyone ever stay? Leaving footprints in my paint, and secret spelling mistakes in my works. The fact they leave, helps me remember that I am not alone in some twis...
Posted by Larissa Locke on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 11:21:00 PST |
tiny parts working together make the whole |
I found home today, and it's my fingers resting on a fretboard weaning notes out of the strings with a guitar on my lap. I can't play anything resembling a tune yet, but that doesn't matter. My determ...
Posted by Larissa Locke on Thu, 24 May 2007 02:03:00 PST |
I'm sick, but I'm still dancing. |
I swore I'd get to actually using my proper blog I created a few days back but that's obviously not happening. I'm under some illusion that this one is more secretive, simply because this isn't a blog...
Posted by Larissa Locke on Thu, 17 May 2007 11:29:00 PST |
