if i could just be perfectly still for a moment i know i would dissapear.
moments pure being inside moments. more of the Hungarian Waltz in my think tank pouncing and courting my imagination sitting on the tips of my fingers as i try to teach myself panio. more imagination more muses my wild golden muse flew to Trash Town USA in a green rocket to share some Onion Soup magic with those beings trying to survive in the cracks of the sidewalks. A garden I can put seeds into and tend a house quiet time to write time to sing time to dance with the trees in the woods. To not believe in time. So much going to school full time working and writing and not much sewing. my car stopped working today. my pa is homeless and i wonder where he is in the cold... to meet authenticity of character to keep revealing everything. every day i fly into so many directions the compass points to and i feel my self ripping at the seams travelling toward them all at once.
Outcast, Nirvana, Beatles the White Album, The Orb - I love the song "Fluffy Clouds", Beck, Janes Addiction, Gwen Stefani, Damian Jr. Gong Marley, for a classical piece... Peter and the Wolf, Talib Kweli, Aretha Franklin, Lauren Hill, Wyclef, John Legend, Brighteyes oh and Joanna Newsome, Saul Williams, and so much more
Orlando, The man who knew too little, Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind, X-Men, Rabbit Proof Fence, The Baxter, Wedding Crashers, Buffalo 66, Enter the Dragon w/Bruce Lee, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon. Howls Moving Castle, I heart huckabees, Henry and June. Just saw "goodbye, mr chips and i cried like a baby (the part whear they fall inlove and he wants to marry her).. it was on TCM..
Pee-Wee Playhouse.
On the road by Jack Kerouac. Get your own books:)
squirrels and dogs. thats it. squirrels and dogs.