Santa Cruz, Calif. 2.15.12 My hands are like ice. I’ve been beside the ocean this evening, walking along the cliff. I can hardly write this note. I want to live a long time. I want this ocean calm with so many shades of blue to be mine—from a pale reflection of sky to the deepest [...]
Archive for February, 2012
YOU ARE MORE ALIVE JUST BY BEING QUIET, PRESENT, AND AWARE.
February 16, 2012
Big Fish
February 9, 2012
(work in progress… or is it done? hard to tell…) I caught a big fish this time. I hadn’t been out for awhile. Maybe I’ll take him home for supper, rub him with oil, butter— really moisten him up. Maybe this one’s big enough to fill me up to my lungs. So I can hardly [...]
untitled 1.31.2012
February 1, 2012
clear the idiotic air about the lamentable state of architecture. all I want is a cousin & some kin to count on. nothing has never been more nothing than it is now— a tremendous, commendable state of nothing. the shapes are finally misshapen as the desert air.
