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Surrealism

Sun Aug 9, 2009, 11:57 AM
Last night the evening had a beauty that the world has never known...I did not want it to end. My body grew weary and needed rest.

I awaken to the land of absurdity, which is the familiar existence of this society.

Did I merely dreamed the wonders of that perfect joy?

  • Mood: Dazed
  • Watching: The Reader

Mi Confesion

Fri Aug 7, 2009, 10:34 AM
Early this morning I had wonderful funny conversation with Little Sunshine. Nothing in particular or profound but creatively joyous...that's the way to start the day...

  • Mood: Joy
  • Listening to: Gotan Project
  • Reading: emails
  • Eating: the best clean ice in the world

Simple Melody

Wed Aug 5, 2009, 5:39 PM
I'm in quite a reflective mood. This simple melody that I am listening to has open my thoughts to think of those who really have loved and love me,still. Amazingly so, even when I didn't love myself or was able to receive and recognize their love for me. Their love is with me yesterday,today, and will be with me tomorrow. This song, this simple melody...

  • Mood: Thanks
  • Listening to: la Leggenda del Pianista sull'Oceano

An Early Morning in Liberty?

Tue Jul 28, 2009, 8:01 PM
Alone at last, with all the worries of the world; it started in July 08 when I began to fall apart..and I have never recovered. In a world that is only concern with tangible success. I have lost everything. I walk around taking up space, but inside I am empty. I see my demise and I can feel it slowly creeping into my body. Fighting is causing such pain and discomfort. I want to relax and sleep a gentle dream...but here I am. Deep in a place which suffocates the life out of me. Its only purpose was to kill the little spark that my body still possessed. Like a trained assassin it has hunted that beauty down relentlessly with no ebb in its movements towards me...while I on the other hand have tired from its pursuit.


I am a warrior that is wounded and the wound has not been allowed to heal.

I am that warrior that has been unable to put her weapon down to heal.

I am this warrior that sees, feels, tastes her demise and still fights on...
dying in this final endeavor.

  • Mood: Neutral
  • Listening to: Jabreel playing the keyboard

Magenta

Tue Jul 28, 2009, 4:28 PM
Its so beautiful today..one of those soggy grayish blue skies with the smell of wetness...makes your senses think of sweet moments...

  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: Don Caballero

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