Monday, August 24, 2009

wild excerpts.

it's a different world.

but the same world.

the functioning bubble of created meaning, and as soon as you become aware of the very essence that meaning is created and looking at all of the functioning and existing, all for, for this "meaning" the big idea...just as your aware of that, before you can even think of what to do with that, you're sucked right into it all.

welcome to the world. you're only so free.

it's a crazy place, that must be played with.

new story, new blog:

Friday, August 21, 2009

oh boy.

i take off tomorrow to explore a new realm of undiscovered lands.

it will be brain exploding.

i am here.

funny stuff been happn'n all around.

cute too.

folk festival was character inducing. i will have some stuff i collected up soon.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Monday, August 10, 2009

Senses Enhanced

bicycle rides can do it.

wrote this at the parkway last night...

“Well I don’t know where I am exactly.
-I hear swift rubber wheels with dull engines coasting the cement, over that I hear pouring liquid and plush, plash, glup and glap, the smooth, heavy trickle of our source of wet. Beyond that I head the mumble of a muffled attempt at voice colliding with the coinciding zoom and vroom of heavy round machines that are the icon of power.
-I smell the blandness of white smoke from a tobacco burn and the too familiar drift of wet earth and toxic air.
-I taste the dry shag of fire and desire. And the after taste of burnt satisfaction lingers shortly.
I see a simple and natural flip of lightness. I see the flash and stream of color-infused light; I see the organic longitude of wood and bush intertwined with the dark shadows of iconic mass. I see the trails of once whole, steady sources of bright dreams, only to see which produce a magical aura of prismatic peace. I see the collapsed concept of built structure in completion to residential belief, back-shadowed by the vast infinite of deep, whole, Wonder, accompanied by drifting lasers enthralling puffs of galactic waste; which we coin
beautiful mundane.

And I feel, I feel...

I feel alone, full,
And notoriously sure.


Friday, August 7, 2009

new vinyl.

yes yes yes.

communication to boggle

read about 'em.

double time.

it has begun.

we are moving so fast.

balls to the wall has been started.

i am about to blast off into a realm of unknown.

excited and ripe for this transitional time and experiment.

and right before all this happens, there's a heart and its finally beating.


all we could do was sing

this album is amazing and it makes me really happy.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

silver streak

colin higgins wrote it.
arthur hiller directed it.

IT is funnny! and adventurous!

iscream, ice cream, icecream

you do too!

stopped to get a snow cone and snapped this girl being elegant.

crusty show and waxy leftovers

will do you well.

makes me wanna play.

Deerhunter - White Ink from justin gaar on Vimeo.

swimming, rolling, splashing,

feeling and smiling, of course.

dan deacon, no age and deerhunter played an awesome show that the Flying W, an old airport for mini-planes. this was the most fun i can remember having in a very long time.

splashing in a pool and dancing your head out is just excellent.

Monday, August 3, 2009

wanna giggle?

i was with nana for some time, and i had to just move a little.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

the ultimate citris.


read on.

believe, and let be.

and go.

go, go, go!

and still.

so it's been blasting all over the place,

"I like to think, that if I no longer want an arm, or if I want three, then I can do it.

It was discovered recently to I, that BELIEF is the strongest human power/capability/privilege/whathaveyou. Once you can believe it, you will a) believe it and therefore be in peace with that, but also in Believing, one is letting go of the hold on waiting for the “actual” or “reality” to follow. And the combination of the power of letting go and believing, is like pouring magic sprinkles on your life, and everything just falls into place.

I trust my world so much. I don’t try to control anything. But I do put all my power and belief into believing what I want to be and exist around me, this way it essentially will happen.

And if it doesn’t, if I don’t get the job I had been strongly set on, or the book I read didn’t impact me as positively as I believed it would, then I ACCEPT and get excited that there is something else, which will. And now I am believing again.

Yes, it is a forever process, but it is one that feels good, can be applied to everything, and makes life fun.

So...shiiit. Might as well, huh?

I’d like to think so.

I *believe so,

Mimi (july292009.)


Tuesday, July 28, 2009

pretty adventures recalled.

i wanna ride away again.

are those birds, i feel?

excerpt three?

"The past is gone forever and will never ever ever ever return. That moment when I wrote that, GONE. Oh my lord. WE ARE MOVING SO FAST. Moments, seconds, instants. And we work for hours. Look up. Look down. Smell the cloth and the ground. Grab nature. Feel the world. Live rightttt, NOW. And now. And now too. And don’t think about living so much. Just live. And allow life to play it’s game. Try and have fun with it always and keep your body happy. Because this means nothing, and that can mean anything, which I am pretty sure means everything.

And with that, you are free. AHHHH, LIBERATION. Oh okay, yes, please.

This feelin’ good yet? It will. Just say so. Wow, wow, you have so much power. Power to do good and beautiful, beautiful things. The moment is short, so stay in it and remember it, capture it.

Capture it by snapping a shot, writing a note, closing your eyes, feeling, listening, talking, laughing, BEING.

Just be.

It is easy and actually quite exciting. Life has curve-balls, a fucking lot of them. They’re coming. So get a ridiculously large and wide bat and make it wooden or tin, so you can hit them so hard and far they will make a ridiculous noise and you will feel so absurd with the large bat, you might just laugh.

And that is beautiful. You can do this. Have fun.

My tea bag says “be patient. Things will soon be back to normal”

Well I am not very patient, and I don’t have a fucking CLUE what normal is.

So I drank my tea and tossed the bag."

things vs. clout

i don't know so much...

Friday, July 24, 2009

climb with me.

I was feeling pretty good
Thought I finally understood
How to be free, free, free, free
Like the birds, like the bees
Like the wind in the trees
So I went out on a limb
Thinking maybe we could swim
Into the river of light
Into the ocean of pain
Where angels get their wings
Where babies get their names
I wonder if you were aware
How much
You rock my boat
I wonder if you were aware
How much
You rock my boat

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Do it.

make one, grab one, buy one,

just go outside and play.