film is dead.
this. in. my. mouth. now. :) :) :) :) :)
Dylan, thank you. nothing makes me so happy as listening to you. i wish i were joan baez sometimes. i miss you, sometimes. in our next life.
i am searching, in a crippling child-like nostalgia for this home.
Yolanda Del Amo
“Lives lived together can grow closer or more distant in the vast space opened up by silence. In moments when words become superfluous, thoughts, reactions, and feelings do the work of keeping people together or driving them apart.”
AHAHAHAHAH oh my…
Christopher James -Writing is Difficult, 2007
give us polaroids again.
Anonymous asked: Thank you for replying. Your way of life is utterly beautiful. I always glance at strangers and wonder who they are to someone. In those five seconds, I dream of who they could be to me. They glide, they dance and move away. That daydream drowns away. Maybe someday we'll run into one another, without knowing. Pass each other by. Your passion is gorgeous. Stunning, stunning, stunning. Wish you...
Anonymous asked: People fuel your being? Do even the nameless faces that pass you by fuel you too? Do you ever think of them? Can you feel them? In that distance that you see them. Glance at them. Do you judge them? Think of them? Do they ever cross your mind? Does ever the face of the miserable stand out? Does a smile ever strike your heart? What are strangers to you?
Water for Life. UNICEF.
Let us continue this, click on the link and pass it along. -like this on fb and giorgio armani will donate a $1 to UNICEF tap project-
omg. Nutella Crepes. YES.
I can’t see the forest through the trees, we are always lost. And I can embrace...– A.J.
Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky
My heart is overwhelmed.
Dear Pandora, every time that i play my wilco station you do not have to instantly play heavy metal drummer. i love that song, truth; but i do enjoy other wilco songs. just thought you should know. off to a full blown paper writing day. i wish we still wrote letters to one another, communication is too instantaneous these days. oh post-everything nostalgia for those days we did not get to...
Wilco pandora is currently the soundtrack of my emotions exact. I must share with the void that is this internet community. thank you communication.
Sex, Space, and Environmental Adaptation
researching sex on mars i came across many interesting things and thought I would blog this because i did not consider how seriously this had been researched and extensively it has been written about. this may become a series of depictions of some sort… i’m still exploring.