Friday

B's




Ratio:Forks

It has become apparent that there is a flow
a jetstream
a wave
to creating things that satisfy the mind

The majority of the work isn't in the execution
it lies in preparation
the logical layout of steps
discipline to follow your own blueprint

Wednesday

@ The Otis In the New New


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Map From Memory 01


Map From Memory 02


Past Present Future

Sometimes I miss things
Nostalgia? Or
happily remembering ponies
The future is but a dream
nothing ever certain
except death it seems
Now
A present so precise
it never ever happens
        happened

Tuesday

Friday

I Saw a Beautiful Thing Today


I saw a beautiful thing today
and I call it freedom

Twirling whirling
lying about photographs
snapping like there's
no tomorrow ever
filled with repression and hatred

I saw a beautiful thing today
and I call it freedom

Vestiges from traditions
of some point indeterminable
just remnants evolved
into style and comfort
like the privacy of one's real home

I saw a beautiful thing today
and I call it freedom

I have no words for how
heartwarming and proud I
beamed across space and time
to formally welcome and acknowledge
all the hard work in full fruition

I saw a beautiful thing today
and I call it freedom

Thursday

6.21.13

I cannot see anything
anymore I believe

Old eyes betraying
Old ideas belaying

With blindness comes
a fear so new and present

Knots are sometimes
tied far too tightly
to see through, admittedly
Anymore in the dark

The hubris of youth
and its scathing talents

So I have to rely
on other senses

And the senses of others

A New Character