DREAM LOG NO. 008

07/20/2010 § Leave a comment


nobody at the wheel

placeholder for this dream until i can remember it again.

let them wash over you.

07/06/2010 § Leave a comment

these waves of summer are biting cold in this heat.

but go under far enough, and your body will adjust.

it always does.

i love summer for what it brings out of us, from us.

“I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”

“The Summer Day” by Mary Oliver

more than this.

07/02/2010 § Leave a comment

mint tea at cafe falai.
exit through the gift shop.
dinner at lucien.
conversations, dreams.
talks of collaborating.
parked car, absorbing music.
hers.

i love her passion. talent.
she’ll make it big one day.
she’ll move people.

you hear that ?:)

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