Tag Archives: art
I am in love, as I am human being
I think the way Love is defined and conducted is limiting, and defies the very nature of it. Today, we are expected to fall in love with one person, to dedicate our ‘unconditional’, dire, intense, burning, flames of emotions.. to … Continue reading
coincidence by divine design- how my journey within starts
:So She puts on a little music. She looks out the window. words, if only you found me whenever i came looking for you, this love affair could go by any name. Ah yes… The journey from ‘there’ to here. While … Continue reading
on Rebirth: Day -3 (the change vibrations)
Take Note: the point of rebirth is not that i will redefine all my definitions, shift all my perceptions, or even eradicate any of the above back to zero or none at all. yeah, some things definitely need to be rewound … Continue reading
on Rebirth- day 33- I am Defeat
very interesting are my revelations this morning. Not necessarily on depression, I don’t know where they belong, in what category I can file them. but interesting and well, substantially paramount. the thoughts elude me, specially in finding form into word, … Continue reading
on Depression- Day 19 in peace with Defeat
i will have to be quick. i am here because i promised to keep track of my own progress and setbacks and so and so for this journey of discovering weakness- even celebrating it. i have dwelled in some poetries … Continue reading
Lady NightStorm- a poem inspired
I was at an exhibition last december, strolling about, with no real agenda; as i like to do- when suddenly she stopped me in my tracks, and i just couldn’t look away. eventually, i found her voice frantic in me, … Continue reading
click here- for inspiration
i wish inspiration was as easy as “Click”. or in my coffee and tea selection, there was a category for “be inspired”; for thoughts slowed down enough for me to decipher what they’re thinking. like chocolates are aphrodisiacs, is there no … Continue reading
MoMa- NYC
(poem) thought provoking, as art should be framing passionate fire sexnatureand man-made cruelty again, our eyes are blind but if only we open, our artful mind
Art-urbia
(poem) Disturb me won’t you so that i might think at least. twice twice. of why i’m here, and what all this is meant to mean. –the opposite of marriage. Art is not for compromise
undelightfuly nice
So i am feeling like blah. the fever and flu don’t do me well, but anyway.. so you know that i’m ill, therefore drowsy, air headed, and not all there or anywhere. i turned off the lights, and got in … Continue reading
fatimasque 