the price is high.......

but rewarding of long nights and quiet hours, the gentle squeeze of my spine, a reminder of age and lack of grace, an extended string of overdue remedies and past due payments, contradictory rhetoric not withstanding, sometimes language is a heavy handed disguise to hide behind, reminiscent of the grand psychoanalytical holiday, all hallows eve, bring out yer dead.................

want sum nuh.........

grateful i am for the chance to share my life with such an amazing person, grateful that he has changed my life more than he will ever know, grateful for the warmth from his hand on my leg when he is standing next to me. i can learn more about living in one hour with him than anywhere or with anyone else, if i can keep my mind quiet enough.........

holey cryest!

what an amazing day, the water flows downhill toward the low ground, feeding and eroding all items gathering moss, the sun slowly baking the vestiges of itself in a futile attempt to ingrain it's feeling into our collective memories, and i didn't even have to use my AK...............

if'n and when...............

what is done is done, the time test is the only that, a test, which the results are mostly inconclusive saving for the idea that language is limiting if the sky is the limit...............

the call of the wild.........

you could feel it in the waves today, the elusive juice, however slight, however small, however insignificant, however, it is not insignificant, the first taste of fall and the potential is all encased therein, it seems as though that that, that feeling, is what i will chase forever. each transaction is life changing; the use of the word transaction cheapens the experience, (but my brain is softened and cannot seem to come up with a more appropriate word), and the course of history will be written by such actions..............

redone..........

a sleepless night and the production therein, inspiration used to be a singular vision, simple and beautiful in it's ignorance. now the tide has risen and fallen thousands of times, leaving behind scraps with every lap, there is much to be said of a world view and lack thereof, my thought is that i am spread to thin in all dimensions, or maybe i should say my hope is thus, the alternative is keeping me up at night......

a good night..........

and confused as to what makes it such, the idea of financial gain, the support of community, the suspicious wind in the air, a general unease in every interaction, my peeps, maybe, not to be confused with and perceived as conceit, just confusion, nothing more.........................