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About Me

"soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, in sort of wakeful swoon, perplexed she lay, until the poppied warmth of sleep opressed her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away; flown, like a thought until morrow-day; blissfully havened both from joy and pain; blinded alike from sunshine and rain as though a rose should shut, and be a bud again." John Keats

My Interests

Spontaneous long road trips with no specific destinationShadow PuppetsSleeping in:Taking photographs with my 1969 polaroid:going to the pup park to watch Jackson play, drawing, knitting, watching TCM, reading, skipping, pretending i can make things on my sewing machine, playing with my awesome sassy kitty katya, hiking, collecting other peoples junk. One persons garbage is another ones treasure.Making music videos with the love of my life:
Lamps of His Mouth Video-Robot Adventure

I'd like to meet:

everyone i haven't met

Music:

Anything that involves creative expression of the individual..... if it comes from the soul who can scrutinize..... representation without limitation!!!!!..

Movies:

Turner Classic Movies!!!!!, Bucket of Blood (so good), Gozu (don't ask.... just, don't ask. you have to see it to understand),The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra, Clash of the Titans, Wonder Showzen, Me and You and Everyone We Know, Little Miss Sunshine, Stand By Me, Vertigo, Blue Velvet, Star Trek Meets the Puritans (only about five people will understand this reference), Spaceballs, Life is Beautiful, Waking Life... the list is never ending and ever evolving.

Television:

Anything on channel 25.... or 13.... ummm, hmmmmmmmm well, i suppose that's about it. I'm not much for the boob tube. oooooooohhhhhhhhhh and the other night i was flipping the channels cause i was deliriously tired and i found a rerun of the Wonder Years can you believe it WAHOOOO!

Books:

"Native Son" by Richard Wright, "Notes from Underground" by Dostoevsky, "Faust" by Goethe, "The Fall of America" by Ginsberg, "Leaves of Grass" by Whitman, "Undersong" by Audre Lorde

Heroes:

My Momster

My Blog

My Symphony: Part 1

Triggering alarms translate through my dreams in the form of fallen astonishment. I leap to put the tune of Eluvium at ease by hitting the snooze button but part of me feels guilty for disrupting suc...
Posted by rebecca on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 10:21:00 PST

Departing

A congregation of people clutter the sidewalk. Their purpose is unknown but they all seem to be operating on auto pilot to find this desired destination. Maybe some of them woke in a warm bed next t...
Posted by rebecca on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 07:32:00 PST

Stains to tarnish with....

To grow older would mean to grow wiser correct....? It's what I'd like to imagine at least. How exactly do we extract the positive to move forward and let go of a time that tarnished who we are today...
Posted by rebecca on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 09:22:00 PST

Esoteric Ethos

Have we all gone mad - ?Is it possible we have separated ourselves so far from any connection to what it is that makes us a community. Our culture, our sense of tradition, our coming together to cele...
Posted by rebecca on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 02:05:00 PST

Flowery Vagina???

I made the mistake yesterday, when I ventured to the local CVS, when I purchased Fresh Scent Floral Tampons. Yukkkk. Is it just me or is there nothing more revolting than the thought of trying to "s...
Posted by rebecca on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 01:06:00 PST