" from little seeds great yadda yadda "

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keep that ole chin up! or if'n you cannot, get a chin strap! it's deafening, the sense of dread which hangs over the reality of the dreamed we've dreamt up.

if you lead with your expectations, you may realize that you are not only singular in your Self-esteem, but there are angles you've never thought of. it's the validity from a stranger of substance which overpowers the continuous love and bellows of support from friends and family.

it doesn't mean that the familiar big ups and praises are illegitimate, not at all. 

we summon our courage, pool up our strength, seize the day, and place our best foot forward. in the hopes that we will be seen, heard, make our mark, and once that mark has been made, be continuously in demand and thought of in good favor.

and in the end of this sowing season, from which eggs are taken out of a collective basket and distributed in a more realistic diversified manner, it is then you may have the moment of clarity you seek.

truth seeker or no, there is wisdom to be learnt.

tonight's homework:

take a break, you deserve it. this following week will be filled with trials, but you are going to both do your best, and excel despite all odds against.

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" hues of home "

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all the angles, all the corners, all the places you dared not go...they reside in this compartmentalized multi-faceted fluid structure in my head. the shape of which is only defined when i recall certain memories, or behind closed eyes relive events both pivotal and purely observational.

i was there once, at a time when i didn't know or understand what to be there at that moment meant to me. will i mourn the fact that the city has changed? will any one else grieve for its disappearance? or is this the way it is here, destined to shift and change, to become ethereal in light of time passing?

not only places and spaces, but people are like this as well. beacons of light in the darkness, or the constants in your life throughout. devoid of dropping out of the line of sight, never fading, never withdrawing from your heart.

to know i have been there, to have known them in that time, is to have such a connection that it defines itself interwoven with all the nerves and sinews. these are the bones, the marrow, the blood, and the flesh. we have never been strangers to one another, and we have never known another truth.

tonight's homework:

look back, reflect and find solace and life lessons to glean confidence from to move forward and beyond your boundaries. this winter has been amazing for personal growth, and i do not believe i am alone in this sentiment.

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" sympatico "

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the day is hot and there are only a handful of people on the beach. you place the cooler-bag and your tote down on the hot sand. it was a good choice to bring the extra large thick towels today.

you slip off your slip-ons and cover your eyes with one had to survey the water. though the coast is long with a slight curve which dips into a cove then into the lagoon, you remember that the sea is calm due to the neap tide.

closing your eyes, everything sinks away, and you feel the yea of the sun wrap itself around you. this is what it must feel like to be inside of a toaster, you think.

the others holler and wave from the gravel lot, and as they approach, you slip out of your jeans, remove your shirt, and walk slowly towards the water's edge. the hot sand turns into soft cool packed sand, then went sand with a little give, then the froth and foam of the lapping waves sooth your feet.

just wading into the ocean a bit, you dip all of your fingers just below the surface; it feels so familiar and so alien at the same time. you try to remember the physics lesson which explains why there is a surface and water doesn't just float into the air.

looking back over your shoulder, everyone is setting up their wares. someone you don't recognize brought one of those rainbow-colored beach umbrellas; you decide you like her instantly, then resolve to see who's friend she is before leaning in more.

the wide expanse of the deep blue is so calm and the undercurrent swirls and laps around your inner thighs. later on you're going to eat that sandwich you made, with some chips and a root beer too, and it's going to be the best weekend.

you're flexing all of the right muscles to push deftly forward and up into an arc, then down into and below the surface. everything closes in on itself. for the briefest of moments, all wavelengths are in sync, you are one with the planet, and everything down here is perfect.

tonight's homework:

revel in simple pleasures.

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" it winds down "

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your heart can remain aloft in the same proportion as it has a beat provoked. love as a byproduct of a stimulus times a physiochemical reaction times emotion equals your soul finding the upwind and taking flight.

and whenever you may find yourself soaring in this manner, cherish it. be ever present and thankful. be content and never have another desire or fear or any other sensation other than an overwhelming sense of completeness.

remember how it feels; linger in this moment.eyes closed, heart open. all ideas good ones, all actions beneficial. all motives honest. all is well in the world, and nothing will ever lessen the elevation of this arc.

tonight's homework:

no regrets from now on, not a one.

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" baroque midst the beaux-arts "

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the house lights flicker softly and dim by half their strength. a hush of whispers permeate the wide room, and the velvet-lined furnishings absorb errant laughter.

sniffles and coughs counterpoise a now looming sense of calm and murmuring, and you can feel a tightness in the air accented by anticipation.

looking above, one can see a crystalline structure of such elegance that it becomes the beacon of all good things. fixing my gaze on its fractured geometry, i feel my mind loosen into dreams, and everything becomes possible.

this in between time expands and expands. the sounds all drop away into the shadows and the world goes silent, save a single piercingly uplifting tone from an unseen oboe.

tonight's homework:

stay warm, think good thoughts, share memories and dreams alike. sleep well.

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" rejuvenation "

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watercolors in broad strokes. all the primaries diluted down and refined. primaries become secondaries, complementary, parallels of certain quality.

in fits and lengths, the held breath and the released diaphragm, an image from a vision is created. 

such simple delights, shared synapses firing, a blaze of thunder in the quiet hum of everyday silences. 

layers built upon solid base structures, and the skeleton is made, marrow is formed, muscles, blood, nerves and all dreams made flesh. and image of perfection forms in the looming twilight.

tonight's homework:

expand and contract, you make the order and duration.

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" fighting against the sun "

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it is afternoon, and everything goes soft. my eyes begin to register an alternate spectrum of tones and can just make out all the refractions of light beams streaming in through the blinds.

everything where it is, as it should be, complete and ornate. i'm setting out to create a new work, where challenges bring forth new shapes, grain becomes your friend, and shadows wrap themselves around each fold.

as the light dips beyond the eaves, i am adjusting the angles, making all the right adjustments, and actively facing all fears.

tonight's homework:

power your way through the mess and clutter. clear that inbox, make new work however small or large.

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" one in seven billion "

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you matter, you most definitely matter. you are all matter.

like many others before you, you are a part of this world and all of its many wonderful diversities. there has never been a moment like this, there has never been a movement like you.

you are like a movement, like a new way of thinking, like a new way of speaking. people clamor to figure out the timbre and exact intricacies of your language.

you are a symphonic movement, the hush and the tremolo. you are a free jazz flourish, a break beat, the beautiful pause, a river stone smoothed to perfection over a millennia.

you matter to us all, and are so integral to everything. 

tonight's homework:

clean your creative space and get your house in order. everything is in motion, and you have to allow for transition to occur.

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" my dear someone's someone "

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there is nothing quite as beloved as having a companion. whether of our collective species or otherwise, the draw and warmth of knowing that someone out there in this nigh-immeasurable expanse of the earth is both a comfort and a blessing.

to have a love in your life, to know that feeling of loneliness  ebb and crumble away like the delta of a river finally reaching the wide open ocean. such a relief and an anchor. this is the absolute and the welcomed tether of such a one plus one.

tonight's homework:

despite all odds, blockades real or perceived, let someone really know how you feel. with truth and honesty, boldly, in plain speak, and face to face. you'll be better for the saying-out-loud of it, and you can begin to move on, together or otherwise.

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" cutting through the treehole "

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when all else has failed what you're left with are all the elements and accouterments with which you will fashion the rest of your life. and it is just that overwhelming and astounding.

it's trimming the fat, seeing the light through the trees, creating a theorem to see around the corner, the elixir d'amour.

how can you possibly go wrong when you've already defined in clear terms the specific flavor of rock bottom? and what a bright day it looks to be from the bottom of this hole. surrounded by the dark coolness and damp clay structure, you're beginning to engineer the ladder of your escape.

perhaps now you see that the mistake was only one out of a series of attempts, and now you are beginning to see the shape of success.

tonight's homework:

unclench the tension around your heart, and feel free to look around. no one is perfect, everyone is weird, and life is endlessly fascinating.

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" force reckoning "

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you are a known entity of strength. a brick wall, steel beams, titanium and dense alloys.

you are the deep ocean's swell and movement, the storm clouds as the earth sighs and bellows, the grove of ancient forests collectively replenishing the earth with vitality.

you are nourishment for the hungry, comfort and solace for the pained, dreams for the hopeless, and a universe of stars and dreams of better days for the world-weary.

you are flesh and blood, fire, magnetic poles, sonic wavelengths, the darkness and the light.

tonight's homework:

do good deeds for no reward other than putting good energies into the world. be grateful for the opportunity to do good for someone else.

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" le point culminant "

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it has come time to sever all ties with this sense of fear and dread. no more holding in tension and frustrations. no more keeping quiet and meek. no more stepping out of the way, or kowtowing to subversive pressures.

this is that time, that one scene in the film where the main character gets out of their own way, and begins to crawl up and out of the darkness of their own actions. the part where we as the audience finds a great parallel with them, and sees that we too have the ability to make positive change in the name of self-betterment.

only forward motion, only open expanses of bright constructive thoughts and actions. only love and openness and fits of brilliance and creativity. only making strides and never defining a fault without a glimpse of a solution.

tonight's homework:

measure twice, cut once. if it's cloth, have a steady hand. if it's cake, be sure to share.

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" chasing shadows "

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and when it comes time to show them all your quality, after a lifetime of honing skills and ceaseless preparations, what muscle memory will calmly rejoice. this is the moment you've been waiting for, and you are not surprised.

pressures, both elemental and mechanical become technique; these are the steps which lead us from here to there. there is fanfare, but no need to be showy. feel free to create a new definition of beauty, and develop the inherent loveliness within.

let the work speak for itself. everything falls into place because that is how it will play out.

tonight's homework:

you're at always at the razor's edge, and the green grass on the other side. take the time, do the best you can, and good things will happen.

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" a shimmer like none other "

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in the northeast, a chilling coldsnap like none other before will hit today and throughout this week. such an ice from the clutches of the elements and straight through to the marrow of the bone.

but what memory is recently created and remembered in a swirl, of warmer days. of days filled with creation, creativity, a blazing sun, a gentle lull on the breeze, and a loving cloak of an afternoon spent expressing and collaborating.

these winds bluster and howl, slice and burn, and with frigid long fingers attempts to take away all hopes and joys.

knowing those long golden days existed, were real, had weight, and bore such a wealth of fruit, means that despite all drastic shifts in temperature and location, i have something to keep my soul warm.

tonight's homework:

recall a powerful and comforting memory to get you through the harder times.

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" cliffs & heights "

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walking around a city or town is one of the best ways to see not only the way it is laid out and how to get from here to there, but you build a character study on the city itself. there are vast amounts of touching, lovely, lonely, singular, brash, and whimsical locales in any given city.

those places you know of in periphery, but failed to really stop, to really take a solid look by turning your face towards its face, and giving it a clear examination.

how many people met here? how many things occurred? loves found and solidified over there, hearts broken, tears, heartache multiplied and the parties shattering off into the dark of night.

but how many lives intersected here? it's so overwhelming and beautiful that we cannot bear to stand for long. walking helps spread out these feelings and helps to disperse these epicenters of those converging energies.

how else do we fall in love with a place, and allow a non-person, building or object, nestle its way deep into our favor and appreciation? we must take the leap in each day and soar higher than the previous parameters have defined as our utmost limit.

tonight's homework:

there is such a wealth of beauty out there, and it is up to you to seek it out.

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" details and touches "

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and such a longing, and aching for the past to be the present. only for a moment, did i see it all, with a crystalline clarity. the notion that so few of us can locate and hold onto a true solace. a true happiness with the ability to extend it beyond the confines of time and space.

and there it all was, right in front of me. 

i relished the completeness of it all, the sheer normalcy of it all, and without barely an effort.

the moment peaked and passed. i exhaled and left through the sliding automatic doors.

tonight's homework:

be your own valentine to yourself.

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" shivers "

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simple views, drastic angles and a wide vista. 

the long lines lean hard into the slope of the hill, their electric charges buzzing their way down in taut black sinews.

in the distance the shimmering bay leaves no doubt that beauty exists in nature. i could live in that shimmer and never no fear, pain, or loss.

tonight's homework:

take it all in, like a deep breath past the lips ad down into the bronchial tubes. revel in the flow of energies, and make a note to remember this moment forever.

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" well being "

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many blessings and best of luck. now it's not just about yourselves. glances change, the demeanor will evolve, sounds will shift and vary in their weight. all good things, all good things.

when you awoke this morning, it was again a whole new opportunity, to prove your quality to yourself, to others, to each other. within the walls of the house, the level of acuity has gone up, the level of awareness will have risen as well. it is all about a shared life, and the trajectory has not much as altered, as it has hurtled slightly forward.

and what a time to witness. life and the meaning of all things within it are now so sweet, so focused, and how marvelous every new possibility becomes. 

welcome to the world anew, and i send to you the most well wishes. you will always have this moment.

tonight's homework:

smile your face into a wrinkle; no one said smoothness has to be the evergreen template of choice. live a little. live a lot, but live! make it count.

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" i dream of water "

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wide black-blue oceans infiltrate my thoughts as my lids grow heavy late in the night. for the past week it's been nothing but water, water, all around, and all of us odd fish. i find myself calm at the shores, in the depths incubated by the global lull and ebb of the tides.

each person i see, a beautiful shimmer. each moment we have together, a treasure and with such a wealth beyond gold, all precious metals fall well beneath their glimmer.

and what is the secrets of these nocturnal stories? how am i to interpret their aquatic presences? all i know is i have always found great comfort as well as great fear in the ocean. all oceans. like a snake coiled ready to strike or a lush forest floor providing a wide shelter. i've seen all kinds.

upon awaking, i feel as if i've come up for air, and all is refreshed and renewed. there are sunbeams which permeate through the frosted glass windows, the soft sounds of morning walkers, and the ever-present sense that everything in the day to evolve will be the best day out of all of the ones before it.

tonight's homework:

work on calming your soul with an evening meditation. allow your ears to hear more than the sounds outside of yourself, your heart to find a steady rhythm, and your breath to find an invigorating meter.

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" i was not wrong "

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it's a delicate thing to confront one of your childhood's/adolescence's adored and treasured foods. in this case, it is a simple carnitas super burrito from good's taqueria. i always laud the superiority of this particular meal over all others. part nostalgia and memory, part synapses firing due to present and delicious stimuli.

my gripes are always the same with all other burritos: tortilla too cold or hard or thick, cheese not melted and usually thrashed in cold and grated (destined never to melt due also in part because of), uneven distribution of low quality ingredients. it's a burrito. how hard is it to make this properly? the newer is very hard for all other places.

this is not to say i haven't had delicious, well-made burritos elsewhere, but on the whole, cali has it down, with my bias leaning towards normal, and within that gamut, my heart set upon this spot in albany. it sounds crazy, but this is one of my truths, and i'll stand by it.

you enter the front and there is always a line. there is never not a line, and it is usually out the door. things to notice when you first walk in:  the waft of deliciously cooked meats, ever-present radio or tv playing in the background, chatter and laughter from the employees, the sounds of steamers both the making the tortillas soft and supple with steam while melting slices of cheese down within its folds, the collective growl of bellies seeking satisfaction en masse, a ridiculously long and well-used cork board filled across the span with local businesses, flyers of all demeanor, and the occasional safety poster.

it's a lot to take it, and the onslaught is both intense and laid back; it's over in a second, and you're forever entranced. when the order is placed, you go through the motions of what meat, tomato & salsa, cheese, guacamole sour cream and then not one but two different types of hot sauce. an expert distribution, followed by a minimalist gentle folding. there are no extraneous steps, no flair, no fanfare or cause for celebration other than the fact that this tasty cylinder has wrapped up in it a promise to make all of your dreams come true.

and it delivers each time.

people say they left their heart in san francisco, but i believe i've left part of mine in this place.

tonight's homework:

i would like anyone who is near this place to try out the fare, then let me know if i'm wrong in any way.

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