I'll pick up a pen and plot it out
A lack of concentration
[A Lack of Concentration] by [Tetris = Therapy]
Undoubtedly, having my heart ruthlessly gashed and left behind to hemorrhage faith and pride was the best thing that ever happened me. Professionally.
Chances are you’ve heard the rag-to-riches tale, my eruption into the minds and mouths of …
Your bliss can guide you to that transcendent mystery, because bliss is the welling up of the energy of the natural wisdom within you. So when the bliss cuts off, you know that you've cut off the welling up; find it again. One works out one's own myth that way.
[Pathways to Bliss] by [Joseph Campbell]
Life …
The future is unbending
The past is circumstance
[Spaces of Extraordinary Size] by [Valter]
Through the pane of my home office's window, I see an electric bluebird defending his suet from a starling. With squeaky notes the infuriated bluebird lunges. The experienced starling swoops and jabs. A natural mimic, it flippantly repeats each chirp from the bluebird. The …
If there were people
I'd say "Brother, here is my hand"
Please pull me out
[Memories In A Life] by [Water & Bodies]
Since the time I last saw her, bloated and icteric and slumped in the passenger seat of an ancient Astro van, Ruthie's name and presence had become synonymous with the taste of dread. From the moment …
I know it's better
If we can wait until the morning comes
But I know it's easy
If we don't know what is haunting you
[Bleeding Hearts] by [Soft Reeds]
In Portland, life stirs ferociously lush in the Spring. Vibrant textures and colors erupt and retract in violent, unstable bursts of natural variables. The weather changes constantly. The climate can …
Lucy's underground
She's got a mouth to feed
Am I underground
Or am I in between
[When I'm Small] by [Phantogram]
The evidence suggests that it was the week immediately following my return to Portland, after my two monumental weeks with Daniel in Denmark, when [the end] of our love affair began. The distance between us was now, more than …
The enemy of a love is never outside, it’s not a man or woman, it’s what we lack in ourselves.
[A Spy in the House of Love] by [Anaïs Nin]
Oh these three months
I've been inside the house
My pacing has worn
All of the carpet out
[November Was White, December Was Gray] by [Say Hi]
I had only meant to …
When will it go
the raging silence
I hang on
I'll find my way
I'll be gone
[Close to Violence] by [Lowood]
A dense, early morning harbor fog the color of chimney smoke consumed [Copenhagen] and prevented me from taking last looks at my favorite places on my way out of the city. Visibility is poor, with only a few feet …
It was a mild and tempting breeze
above a cold and sleeping sea
With strong arms to swim out to the island
anyone knows we were that close
[Sea Birds] by [Burning Hearts]
For the last handful of my final hours in Denmark I have drifted like sea vapor into the rooms, dragging with me a wistful mood and a …
You're my possession, you're the ghost
I'm your possession, I am yours
[Your Indifference] by [We & Lisa]
On the streets everyone is hustling with excitement under their usual coolness. The shops are bursting with holiday cheer and national pride. Behind the glass of the city homes little Danish flags, the [Dannebrog], are strung in the Christmas …