As we travel along life’s paths. Sometimes we don’t look left or right, or over our shoulder. We carry on with our journey,and travel with our innocence. How can the crossing of bullets fall. The injury. The injury which has already been experienced? A struggle for survival, a struggle for peace. Innocence lost. Inner war... Continue Reading →
When love packs you in like snow from Northern skies, your heart intertwines with those that survive your smothering. Distant bells chime names of those thrown into the light from other’s darkness. We don’t have all the answers, we are not supposed to. Flowing on that fine razor’s edge, we balance the will be, with... Continue Reading →
I’ve learned that as much as we seek to avoid the bad things in our lives, the mud in our lives, we need that mud for what grows from it. Every time mud gets thrown into our lives it is a kind of a death, with new life, a resurrection waiting on the other side.... Continue Reading →
Everyone has ideas. Everyone chooses to share them with others or not. Those that keep their ideas to themselves, better their lives if they are good ideas, or sometimes harms themselves for they acted upon the bad ideas. Those that share their ideas with others as a result directly either help or harm others. Basically,... Continue Reading →
Everyone has their own path to blaze. Leaving dust on yours does not effect their journey.
hoping on the 21st as the entire world is looking up at the grandeur of our universe, that many will also look down deep and within our world,and make some changes. realize how small many are acting in comparison to the grand scheme of our life's purpose, and realize that our small window to make... Continue Reading →
Your friends stand by you no matter which way the wind is blowing. Character is having emotional integrity in what you say and do and the confidences you keep, not just saying and doing what serves you best. It's also not judging others based on someone else's opinion, but having a mind of your own.... Continue Reading →
I spent a lot of time as a kid building small houses in trees,or blanket barricades under the kitchen table. I created temporary spaces,and tried to make them work. I still do. My spaces are open to all who want to grow and self-educate. Apartment E is an all-inclusive collective. We want to take up... Continue Reading →
by the way these hands are of special note to me.. they are the hands of an artist friend of mine that passed away about a year ago... I took this as we were finishing a show one night.. HE actually showed up to the opening this dirty.. I loved it.. it showed he was... Continue Reading →
heart strains, blood stains, blue blooded family strains, lover's pains, and future wains, sticking in my brain are reason's why Megan's hands are stained... paint stains where she painted alone, where no one knows the pain involved. The finished painting we may never see, yet the stains will remain for all to see., Washed off... Continue Reading →
A pause, a deep breath, can change a day, it can change a lifetime.
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