silken silent silhouette reflecting on collections
protecting perceptions and the twilight photoic projections
affections are interlaced
some selections replaced
in this shower I'm liquid lavender encased
after the fresh shampoo i just wanna cuddle up next to you
and sit witness to this galactic spaztastic elastic game of
Fate Intimidate.
About Me
- Anh T.
- Everywhere, On Planet Earth, United States
- Gravity is for the weak. Go climb something.
January 25, 2015
January 14, 2015
Papered Bird
If I could fold you up into an origami creation, you would be a bird. Painted wings and glued-on eyes, watching the horizon with wind in your heart and your soul plastered across your feathers. Flighty and headstrong, pressed into a stubborn sheet of paper, crumpled into a mimic of yourself.
They would
realize, then, that a paper heart is nothing more than a pretty construct.
January 12, 2015
Blue Moon, You Saw Me Standing There...
"This is it! It's gonna be gone soon."
"I know."
"What do we do?"
"Enjoy it!"
I used to talk to him in his sleep; sometimes waiting patiently as dark hands counted out the night for his response. I would fall in love over and over again as the pallid light of the moon illuminated his skin. It is so easy to love someone in their sleep--to see a man transform into the boy he used to be. The rising and falling of his breath like a lullaby you cannot sleep without. Quiet my heart and mind, baby, calm and comfort me.
In catacombs of wishes, I am still whispering desires. Leading my lost love to secure chambers where he can be my confidence, where I can talk to him as he were still here, shelter him from the threat of time and reality.
It is only in the realm of dreams where I can make love to your memory.
"I know."
"What do we do?"
"Enjoy it!"
I used to talk to him in his sleep; sometimes waiting patiently as dark hands counted out the night for his response. I would fall in love over and over again as the pallid light of the moon illuminated his skin. It is so easy to love someone in their sleep--to see a man transform into the boy he used to be. The rising and falling of his breath like a lullaby you cannot sleep without. Quiet my heart and mind, baby, calm and comfort me.
In catacombs of wishes, I am still whispering desires. Leading my lost love to secure chambers where he can be my confidence, where I can talk to him as he were still here, shelter him from the threat of time and reality.
It is only in the realm of dreams where I can make love to your memory.
Personal Oracles of Life Experience
I've
been taking a lot of notice lately as to how the life circumstances of
all those we encounter can be as impacting as walking blindly into a
brick wall. For most of my life, I've been one to see reality and
circumstance as something that intermingles readily with destiny. Quick
disclaimer, destiny to me seems more like the universe at work behind
the scenes rather than some ultimate plan in the end. I find that as I
radiate out my frequencies of wants/desires and needs, the universe sets
to work to find compliments to those frequencies. As I'm open to seeing
them, then I find those compliments in all corners of life. I may hear
the story of a coworker, and although their situation has nothing to do
with my situation, maybe… just maybe their telling of that story and my
hearing it may be a correlation that the universe provides for me to
observe and learn from. I may find that as I meet people, they
themselves are not telling me anything, but their lives and life
circumstances are telling me something. I may connect with 3 totally
random strangers, and all of those people have something obscurely in
common, and that, to me, is the universe telling me something.
Ok, so what if it's not some big old universe telling me something? What else could it be?
Just as easily, I can see it as an opportunity for me to observe, and learn: to connect with something in myself that is deep in my own psyche, and then to help me work it to the surface, allow it to dissipate completely, or whatever it is that I feel connected to do about it.
The bottom line is that I feel a connection of some capacity to just about everything, not just things of substance, but things of circumstance, situation and theory as well. You have impacted my life, and helped me to find some connection deeper within my self, and for that I am very thankful.
Radiating Gratitude as abundantly as I can manifest it.
Ok, so what if it's not some big old universe telling me something? What else could it be?
Just as easily, I can see it as an opportunity for me to observe, and learn: to connect with something in myself that is deep in my own psyche, and then to help me work it to the surface, allow it to dissipate completely, or whatever it is that I feel connected to do about it.
The bottom line is that I feel a connection of some capacity to just about everything, not just things of substance, but things of circumstance, situation and theory as well. You have impacted my life, and helped me to find some connection deeper within my self, and for that I am very thankful.
Radiating Gratitude as abundantly as I can manifest it.
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