Jan 5th,
Read me like a sophomoric attempt at poetry, dry literature, with very little salt,
read again, like the colorless images i so badly chose to imagine, i procure,
Natalie, gave me a small piece of affection, i could have made a request,
i imagine us having breakfast,
i ask for rye, to gather honey and butter,
to paint the craters with joy,
Wondering how her version of breakfast for champions goes,
she tends to the grapes that make wrath dissipate from the mind,
An image of her taking in aroma of gorrilla Glue,
Megumi, a certain flower, that has grown from silk paddies, like a lotus searching for glimmers,
Showing others how these sparse square feet will fill the whole life to come,
i got intense eyes to stare into, while rap music began to creep through The speakers, i left to accompany my friends,
Yelled Vowels that so often come with the territory,
and came back to the spot where words were traded.
wishing for the eyes that one could drawn into again,
Natalies warm ness, i would love to hold in a more private setting,
i’m enjoying the mild attention, well put together women exhibit,
like samples, maybe not freely given?
but to the right clients/patrons who enter their midst,
rather serveying and tasting what would be a delight for future sight.
HIROMIX OH MY LOVER (Inner Brain, 1996) is a fantastic relic from the late 1990′s Japanese photo scene. Released in the midst of “Girly Photo” mania, this Hiromix photobook includes both a music CD of the photographer’s 60′s mod tribute group The Clovers and a photo CD-ROM that’s compatible with the Sega Saturn, the Panasonic 3DO, and Windows 95.
there was an abundance of spiciness,
“Lasing” Weekends,
lesbian parties,
Cuddle puddles,
Ppl who changed their last names,
Profile spotlights,
Jas(z)mines,
Tea,
Whole lotta gang shit,
More öats bröther,
awkward co-workers
Photo-shows
critique,
solidarity,
victories,
and saltiness.
Fix your face less it be salty from my miso.
The idea is that every chakra is associated with a note that resonates particularly in it – From lowest (root) to highest (crown) the notes are c-d-e-f-g-a-b. That sound bath video is 10 minutes in each note for each chakra using sound bowls. beautiful to listen to
i really hope steven yeun doesn’t get an oscar nomination i hope they snub burning completely
👑 Regardless of how hard the Capricorn’s inner voice is screaming between their ears, they pretend that everything is quiet and remain at the top of their game. You wouldn’t guess the sleepless night or anxieties that woke them before sunrise
A good and upright posture is empowering for Capricorn and reinforces their own brilliance. A regal demeanour and composure pulls their corset tighter, and sets their eyes on the heavens with their aspirations so they look upward as they fall. Like Leo, the Capricorn wears a crown. Although Leo’s is blinding, light drenching, and bellowing, Capricorn’s is invisible, radiating a majestic mystery of silver, blue and gold from within, immortal and unbreakable, shining brightest in the darkest times, and redeeming with the wisdom that brings the lost back home
