My Practical Abstractions
I find myself in yet another loop of this crazy journey that is life. Funny how things repeat themselves, yet it makes complete sense. I've always believed that many things work in cycles. Nothing is ever the same, but similar in some fashion.
I've left my attempts at saturated Arabesque/demi-Moroccan ideologies behind, and I'm once again going for the Asian and minimalist approach, which I thoroughly enjoy. Spiritually it is also significant. I see sparks and light again. Things are becoming a gradient of purple as light and shadow create a harmonious balance. I'm even eating crickets in my dreams. Significant? Methinks.
I've been thinking I should get a reminder of this familiar revelation etched on my skin. A perpetual representation to combine the physical, emotional and spiritual all at once. I'd never made up my mind about such design, but this concept seems to be what I was looking for. Now I just need to finalize a sketch and figure out how much the endeavor could cost me.
It's kind of awkward asking others, because it's an abstract personal concept, but I know nothing about the practical aspect of tattoos. Any input from you guys? Tips or help I could get from those who are already inked or know a bit more about the subject?
To add to the duality aspect of things I've created an alter ego, still in it's infancy, to roam about free on the virtual world. Do things I possibly can't. So far I think it helps keep control on all aspects of me. It's quite the not-so-innocent fun. A social experiment of sorts which has turned some interesting results, like disliking some aspects of the population more and more.
Today I got to know more closely a fellow intellectual Latina. The more I asked her the more I saw myself in her, fast forward about two decades. I believe I have found, finally, a new mentor. Her love of literature, social science, art history, cinema, dance, it gave me hope with every word she uttered. It's comforting to know that there are others like myself out there, even if they're much too old to become your chum.
Regardless, I've noticed I feel this heavy, empty feeling when I go to sleep at night. I've made no improvements in that department at all, and I'm afraid I'm not working very hard at it either. Perhaps with all the other good things going on in my life it will force my Life Wheel to become even and get rid of that lump.
PS - On a geekier note, I cannot believe the massive cliffhanger ending of Heroes tonight. I felt enraged, like part of a mob. I just wanted to throw my pillows at the TV, demanding with torture to know more. It was like a guillotine scene from Tale of Two Cities. >=)
I've left my attempts at saturated Arabesque/demi-Moroccan ideologies behind, and I'm once again going for the Asian and minimalist approach, which I thoroughly enjoy. Spiritually it is also significant. I see sparks and light again. Things are becoming a gradient of purple as light and shadow create a harmonious balance. I'm even eating crickets in my dreams. Significant? Methinks.
I've been thinking I should get a reminder of this familiar revelation etched on my skin. A perpetual representation to combine the physical, emotional and spiritual all at once. I'd never made up my mind about such design, but this concept seems to be what I was looking for. Now I just need to finalize a sketch and figure out how much the endeavor could cost me.
It's kind of awkward asking others, because it's an abstract personal concept, but I know nothing about the practical aspect of tattoos. Any input from you guys? Tips or help I could get from those who are already inked or know a bit more about the subject?
To add to the duality aspect of things I've created an alter ego, still in it's infancy, to roam about free on the virtual world. Do things I possibly can't. So far I think it helps keep control on all aspects of me. It's quite the not-so-innocent fun. A social experiment of sorts which has turned some interesting results, like disliking some aspects of the population more and more.
Today I got to know more closely a fellow intellectual Latina. The more I asked her the more I saw myself in her, fast forward about two decades. I believe I have found, finally, a new mentor. Her love of literature, social science, art history, cinema, dance, it gave me hope with every word she uttered. It's comforting to know that there are others like myself out there, even if they're much too old to become your chum.
Regardless, I've noticed I feel this heavy, empty feeling when I go to sleep at night. I've made no improvements in that department at all, and I'm afraid I'm not working very hard at it either. Perhaps with all the other good things going on in my life it will force my Life Wheel to become even and get rid of that lump.
PS - On a geekier note, I cannot believe the massive cliffhanger ending of Heroes tonight. I felt enraged, like part of a mob. I just wanted to throw my pillows at the TV, demanding with torture to know more. It was like a guillotine scene from Tale of Two Cities. >=)