February 2012
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Testing, testing, one two three...
Chat post, you say? Oh this could be fun! Alright, let's open this up. Got a question? Launch it at me! ~Aimee~
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Soul Gold
I feel like the ritual of stacking books upon a shelf
word by word
phrase and secret
spines cracked with beloved summoning.
Accumulation of ferris wheel dazzle
and studious sanctuary, all
gathered, collected, hoarded, and prized.
Because I need wonder and words
scribbled on tiny blood cell postcards
in my veins,
where ideas find a jet stream to the heart shore,
leaving sparkling...
“The heart that
breaks open can
contain the
whole universe.”
– Joanna Macy
via crashinglybeautiful (via frenchtwist)
Wigs...
I own many!! They are so fun!! Short, long, jet black, blonde… everything in between. If you’ve never worn a wig and are curious about it, my advice is… just GO for it! I have ones that look so real, nobody can tell. And ones that are obviously wigs. I suggest keeping your eyes peeled on eBay, for Rene of Paris wigs, Noriko (a branch of Rene of Paris) wigs, Amore wigs, and...
myvonne:
“What the really great artists do is they’re entirely themselves. They’re entirely themselves, they’ve got their own vision, they have their own way of fracturing reality, and if it’s authentic and true, you will feel it in your nerve endings.” ― David Foster Wallace
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a sea of sighs →
waitingforteaagain:
I wish I knew the language of hands. There are hundreds of words in the turn of a wrist, thousands in the trembling of fingertips. But there are dozens of interpretations for the clutching of a fist, the stretching of a finger - there are too many exceptions and not enough rules. Syntax and grammar do not exist in the curl of fingers to palm, only a wilder language of thought...
“And what is the word for knowing your bones are made
of midnight?”
– B. Hicok (via waitingforteaagain)
this-seat-is-taken asked: how's your juice diet going so far? You got me interested, so I'm on it for the last 3 days...
Something I wrote, and decided to record myself...