mariposa

en la noche 

en la oscuridad de la noche 

me pregunta

te vas?

y donde vas?

distraida en los colores de la noche

me da su vida

cuando se acuesta entre mis brazos

al amanecer 

en mi oido murmura

eres una mariposa

vivo como quiero 

dudes approach her

want to be her lover

and she obliges

i feel relief 

sleeping in another bed

easy-ness

not next to you

i wake and want to feel you

a tender kiss on my head

such hope

i am hopeful

quiet breathing

i can hear my thoughts

feelings

mind tricks taking over

the things we do

Madame Reds and Vida

en la mañana hace frio

i was really looking forward to the cold

but now i  realize its going to be feeling much colder than before

warm body next to me

now i have to wear clothes

i dont understand how i become so used to laying next to someone

i had 5 blankets before

and a room heater

lets begin looking thru storage closets

that very night in max's room the forest grew

Spike Jonze is working on Maurice Sendak's classic book Where The Wild Things Are.

magical and beautiful 

'and the wild tings roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws'.

bloop!

via Von Maneuski

respira

i dont trust those words
i dont trust these feelings
im subjective to lies
naive
this bayview
im alone
am im content
breeze
breathe
in
sense
el silencio es cruel

6:00 am

this weekend i was outside a club
and this guy was telling me he wanted to party until 6 in the mornin'.
then i think
i enjoying waking up early
i enjoy having coffee or tea.
waking up.
only days like these is where i feel i accomplish more
morning
jog
im trying to make it a habit.
but really there is something about waking up early.
maybe because the sun is about to rise
a new day
a new beginning
its quiet.

but there is nothing wrong with partying until 6 in the morning.

"Oprah!?" .... "Opa!!"

the spontaneity of friendship
is what i enjoy
a small reminder of a friends inspiration
inspired by other friends
where its a cycle of wonderful people around me
what joy i find in the new
enjoying the passing of time
at night
i really just want to be in love with life
and knowing that doing is just what i need
i realize that maybe everything is going to be alright
and i turned and walked into the world


Talking Heads - This Must Be The Place

ay algo amor que simple a vista no se ve

i remember i used to drive

open road made for me

then i took a detour to a rest stop

los angeles was so close

this is not about LA

its about how happy nature used to be

no one sleeps.

got a bad desire

then he opens the door

my curiosity urges me 

walk in

white down comforter

i shy away from

to a wooden chair

true nature

what is my true nature

reckless 

rash decisions

blue carpet

he and i

true nature

idealism

i think the ocean is calling 

wash off my soiled body

lets take a journey

into the weird
a journey into my visual amusement

intrigued

Penguin Horror Series

Duncan Dhu - En Algun Lugar

i held the door open

and you stepped on my shoe
he has nothing to do with it
"you little mean old thing!"




School of Seven Bells - Conjur