sleeping in sanctuary

"There’s no such thing as autobiography, there’s only art and lies"

Tuesday, November 06, 2018

Dream journal: Election day

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I had a dream in which I was running a restaurant. I was very concerned as to we were serving the right dishes and were they good enough. ...
Friday, October 19, 2018

Money does not create taste

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I am currently inspired or provoked by a situation where I am around people conversing about subject matters I find distasteful. It is not j...
Friday, October 12, 2018

Stroll

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On an early morning stroll, Walking under trees in dappled sunlight. In ten years, this path would again render the same imagery. The cr...
Thursday, October 04, 2018

Stetson Rain

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Big tall thunderclouds tease me about rain For now, all they are doing is blocking Gulfstreams Expensive jets engulfed by a splotchy sky ...
Wednesday, October 03, 2018

Filth

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Bare trees I’m waiting for leaves to fall Fallen leaves Satisfaction of gold and red things crushing underfoot Threatening clouds Feeli...
Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Disconnected

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It is not easy being disconnected. At some point, you have to let go.
Saturday, August 19, 2017

Nomad

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I found out today that I have to move yet again. The nomadic life finds me through time and space. I wonder what kind of nomad I was in past...
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