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Today's Forecast: Integrate two potential realities or let go of one of them.

About Me


The truth is: sometimes I feel very rooted to this world -so much so that sometimes everything makes sense and every piece of the jigsaw puzzle fits perfectly into place. Sometimes I'm a moody, experimentalist who does nothing but dream and leaves projects unfinished because I get bored with them. Add, subtract, multiply, and divide the heart. This doesn't mean, however, that I am naive in the sense that I don't know who I am, what my goals are, what I am in search of, or am a push over. To state things simply, I'm getting better at knowing what I don't want.
You are the Fool card. The Fool fearlessly begins the journey into the unknown. To do this, he does not regard the world he knows as firm and fixed. He has a seemingly reckless disregard for obstacles. In the Ryder-Waite deck, he is seen stepping off a cliff with his gaze on the sky, and a rainbow is there to catch him. In order to explore and expand, one must disregard convention and conformity. Those in the throes of convention look at the unconventional, non-conformist personality and think What a fool. They lack the point of view to understand The Fool's actions. But The Fool has roots in tradition as one who is closest to the spirit world. In many tribal cultures, those born with strange and unusual character traits were held in awe. Shamans were people who could see visions and go on journeys that we now label hallucinations and schizophrenia. Those with physical differences had experience and knowledge that the average person could not understand. The Fool is God. The number of the card is zero, which when drawn is a perfect circle. This circle represents both emptiness and infinity. The Fool is not shackled by mountains and valleys or by his physical body. He does not accept the appearance of cliff and air as being distinct or real.
You are the Corpus Christi Crucifix: The cross that bears the body of Christ is the most venerated of all the crosses. It hangs in the most sacred places in the world and inspires the faithful to contemplate the suffering of Christ.
Guardian What!?:
So many angels, so little time... There are undoubtedly angels around u, but u don't yet have one particular individual guardian angel. You have lots. This is coz its not yet clear which angel could help u most, so theyre hedging their bets n steppin in when needed.

Think of ur angels as a kind of spiritual cheerleading team, just for u. Later in life quite soon, probably it will become clear what ur purpose in life is, and one particular angel will step up to become ur personal guardian. Youll probably dream about this angel at that time or experience other signs as the angel draws closer to u. When this happens, remember to welcome the angel with love and set about being the best u can be.

My Interests



Seattle
Your dark exterior masks a caffeine driven activism. You'll take up a cause and you'll get ugly to advance it.

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I'd like to meet:


the blessed theresa

neruda

martha

I'm typically drawn to people who are passionate and talented.

Ergo, here's a secret: if you really want to make me think twice, find me a person who uses his or her talent in such a way that illicts a change within the world.

Movies:

"If you can't fix it, you have to stand it."

"I didn't mean to scare you. I'm not obsessing. I'm just curious."

"I wonder how some people could be such a necessary part of one's life one day and simply vanish the next. Isn't it supposed to last?"

"People say that God is dead, but how can they believe that when I show them the Devil?"

"We are the weirdos, mister."

"What are you doing in my hallucination?"

"Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off... but it's better if you do."

"What if you could go back in time, and take all those hours of pain and darkness and replace them with something better?"

Television:

No. Thanks.

Books:

The Secret History, This Book Will Change Your Life, Les Liasons Dangereuses, The Unrequited, Memoirs of a Geisha, The Chronicles of Narnia, Dark Harbour, The Monument, Blizzard of One, The Confessions, The DaVinci Code, Angels and Demons, Alice in Wonderland, God's Loud Hand, Paper Cathedrals, Beautiful Trouble, The Captain's Verse, Blue Hour, The Voice at 3am, Black Zodiac, The Catcher in the Rye, Franny and Zooey, Wuthering Heights, Love Alone, Open House, The Beautiful Noon of No Shadow, Neon Vernacular, Bel Canto, The Vagina Monologues, Grimm's Fairy Tales, Tropic of Cancer, Lolita, Tales from the Arabian Nights, Lost Souls, Drawing Blood, Interview with the Vampire, Carolina Ghost Woods, The Witching Hour, Amityville Horror, Sextrology...

Heroes:

Jack Twist and these two guys... I wonder what they have in common?

My Blog

i guess this officially makes me a poet?

either way, it doesn't really matter, the recognition for what i know how to do and for what i've been doing with the days of my life inspire me to keep writing. thanks, Erin (for the w...
Posted by ~H~ on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 03:04:00 PST

Another...

Prelude to Epiphany   When you arrive to surprise him on his weekend getaway, like the red tide rising, your thoughts of bliss backfire. He asks, "what's wrong?" You turn your head toward the bo...
Posted by ~H~ on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:39:00 PST

The first pantoum I ever wrote...written some years ago...

Fireworks   My best friend's family came to visit. A couple of days ago, I swore I caught a whiff of your French scent haunting the brisket-flavored breeze.   A couple of days ago, the wind ...
Posted by ~H~ on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 05:20:00 PST

I’m not sure how I feel about this one yet, but at least the words have come out.

The Funeral Ride   On the way to her funeral, you choose to be last in the line of cars following family and the police because you were her first and favorite.   You choose to be last in th...
Posted by ~H~ on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 05:15:00 PST

Revised: Pantoum 2

The Bitter Part of Goodbye   When you take a picture of him, while he takes a picture of her, and she takes a picture of you, you're taking a picture of yourself.   While he takes a picture ...
Posted by ~H~ on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 03:43:00 PST

I’m not really sure what’s gotten into me...pantoum 3

Jackal Song   Clever as ever, they arrive earlier every evening. One melting one way, a blur for another, they breed with wolves, give birth to hybrids; they poach the pets you've named and have ...
Posted by ~H~ on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 03:31:00 PST

My Newest Poem (in progress)

The Bitter Part of Goodbye   You're taking a picture of yourself, if you're taking a picture of him while she's taking a picture of you. The language of never seeing each other again begins this ...
Posted by ~H~ on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 01:23:00 PST

Another Victory for Diversity

I care little about who a person holds hands with or goes to bed with at night, but for some people, it's their reasons for waking.  lame-o...to steal the -o ending from . allow yourself to&nbs...
Posted by ~H~ on Fri, 16 May 2008 08:31:00 PST

Here Comes the Priest: Hide the Children

"When the saints go marching in," I hope I've done enough to warrant being one of them. And that was the night my helicopter-umbrella crash landed in Antarctica. I knew T'wan who texted me from France...
Posted by ~H~ on Wed, 07 May 2008 07:55:00 PST

Introducing: Tuxedo Brown

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Posted by ~H~ on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 07:49:00 PST