i'm leaving for chicago in the morning; there is a christian arts conference i wasn't supposed to attend. i really can't afford to take five days off of work, i never signed up, and i certainly don't have the money to go ( Read more... )

in the short distance from my bed to the computer, i lost the profound idea i formulated and meant to share. i've had that problem often lately; these little fortune cookie maxims of my philosophical meanderings are so like smoke, and when i move, when i exhale, they diffuse into the atmosphere. i console myself with the belief that they have not ( Read more... )

hi.

it's been the rain,
it's been the storms,
it's been the days
when i've been worn
that i have found you, lord,
that i have found you, father.
it's in the pain
that i have grown,
through all the sorrow
i have known,
but if that's what it takes
for you to lead me this far,
go ahead and break my heart.

kathy troccoli
break my heart

yeah.

and it feels like
it's colder than it ought to be in march

i think i've become a master at the fine art of catching up. that's not so bad. but this anxious, nervous-for-no-reason tickle in the tummy is driving me nuts.

things that make kim sad:

::reminders
::too much time here and missing you

things that make kim happy:

::him
::this:: ( Read more... )

sometimes, i just can't find the words to express how i feel. there is so much to this world, so much to my life, that it utterly astounds me. like a wave, crashing in my chest, stealing my air ( Read more... )

i thought i was growing, changing, but i was wrong. i was always who i am, rearranging pieces to make sure they fit. i'm learning the fine art of self-realization. i'm learning how to swim in the love that connects us all together. and i don't even have to hold my breath ( Read more... )

i am part of this.

i am part of this idea that passion can carry you farther than a treasury full of new twenties.

i don't need to be rich, because the world already belongs to me. some people spend their lives searching for the stairway to heaven; i'm already taking it two at a time.

and the s on my chest has been chiseled in stone ( Read more... )

so... my dad woke me at 0600 this morning. vacuuming. yeah, he was vacuuming at 0600 in the morning. on my day off. mussed hair, bleary eyes, my head peeked through the thin metal bars of the staircase and protested such a rude jettison of a near-perfect catatonic state. i felt like a bass, baleful, hook in cheek. he smiled and waved ( Read more... )

and the mother said "i bet you were scared there for awhile ( Read more... )

i chipped the enamel off a tooth. i'm not exactly sure how, but i've the sinking suspicion there's a source 4 out there just...laughing...

i lit a candle
watched the shadows
flicker
across the walls
seductive
wondering if it is a
sin
to make love to the light.oh, yeah, sorry. this isn't a mundane entry. this...this is an exhibition. this is ( Read more... )