Wasted time will break a heart faster than any failure.
Don’t distract me with the useless, but fill this limited space up with intention and living.
Trying and caring, in no particular order, as long as each is present.
No manipulations, no perfections, just things as they desperately are,
as I am, in the finite.
-recent thoughts
Dreams and dreams only.
We’ve run away with possibilities and can’t see the utopia we already have.
We can’t see that we’re destroying it.
Or if we can, for whatever reason,
none of which I’ve heard is good enough
we don’t care.
I went for overcast skies and when I got to the end of the trail, the sun came out. Take from that what you will :-)
St. Patricks, 2015
Pressure is a privilege- Billie Jean King
That wanderlust..
creeping in like cinema.
Give me something different.
Idaho’s answer to the Bliss of Windows XP.
Hold me to some sort of formulaic space
A fluidity contained and moving, but not evaporated.
I don’t like the air. I won’t go.
Wooden memories in the mist, until I find myself there again.
Seeking a quiet frame to get lost in.
I didn’t understand, and because of that I couldn’t see you.
All I knew was the current of fear, a choice to be swept up in this lack of rationality.
Missing the complexity, my large body terrified of your small one,
your entire existence gone in one decisive moment.
How powerful I was. How afraid.
Unbeknownst to him, my internet friend named this photo “Clouds & Cream”. Thank you Om! An excellent photographer and artist, who I continue to be inspired by.
Somewhere in North Carolina, 2011
Appalachia.
Will there be bugs?
Will there be humidity?
Will there be gorgeous views, lines, curves predating us humans?
You betcha.
One of those gloriously messy weekday mornings where we managed to get out the door early, good attitudes still in tact. I also had the wherewithal to grab my camera, given the conditions seemed conducive to drama over the lake. It’s a beautiful thing when plans work, and we get a nice little break from perpetual adaptation.
"Dear Wheeler: you provide the prose poems. I'll provide the war."
Recently watched a film I’ve needed to see for decades. Citizen Kane, which, for what it lacked in story, made up for in technical prowess and visual intrigue. Many an art student has gone bananas over this movie, and I do see why. It’s an inspiring piece of work, one that I felt compelled to make something from, hence this fun, quick full focus composite image.
Sometimes an image captures a feeling so much better than anything I could write. Today is one of those times. All the best this week, friends!
Morning came on. A symphony.
Nothing, then notions, the faintest hint of sound,
and before we realized it,
a song forte
played for all who were awake to hear and see.
A quick perspective shift,
weight and weightless in meer seconds.
The lightest ease of that transition is lovely, no?