" polaroid orange "

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nothing like finding your old cameras just tucked away in your room and remembering that it is still fully functional.

nothing like asking for someone to mail you said camera from cali > nyc and also receiving it in a care package alongside another (!) polaroid cam they found!

nothing like discovering that not only did it have an old film pack inside, but after some finagling, you could replace the pack battery so that you could use said film package.

nothing like testing out the film & camera's prowess while out in the world running errands with a great friend, and finding that despite the fact that the film is expired from 2003, there still is an image.

nothing like reeling with all the myriad of strange and curious possibilities of what beautiful and alluring images you can now play around with.

tonight's homework:

good times only.

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" the line in the circle "

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you should at all times make the attempt to give pause before saying something out of frustration, judgement, or anger. you may be fueling your discontent based on a single moment of ire, and it is difficult to know the long-lasting outcomes of momentary vitriol.

when you feel that white-hot heat of displeasure, welling up seating heavy and square upon your torso, of course there's nothing more relieving than unleashing it into the world as quick as possible.

but take a moment, a true moment of pause. allow this feeling to manifest, to evolve and ripen. recognize it and give it a power and a name. know it's presence is as valid as all other feelings, and deserves to exist. then with that recognition, you may make your choices.

all it takes are mere seconds and the situation changes, the day shifts into something else, the tone of your week alters, your life is now different. it is all that simple and it is all that complex.

when you make a line through a circle, it's an active choice. there is an entrance and an exit. a beginning and an end. it has always been like this, and afterwards, nothing is ever the same.

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" green grass & postcards "

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setting some time aside for myself, on my time frame, and for all indulgent and positively selfish reasons.

making sure everything else is squared away. all responsibilities to others, rent is paid, groceries purchased or fully consumed, emails read and responded to, laundry cleared up or in the wash, and calls made.

while i love being helpful to anyone who needs help no matter how insignificant or how small a task, there is absolutely nothing like the freedom of going about your own route, making your own way, and meandering along a path of your choosing.

please only miss me for a day before contacting me with concerns. and if you haven't missed me at all, the return to worry will happen soon i promise. if you need of me, i will be following my curiosity to destinations unknown.

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 despite the cold weather and all of the winter woes therein, i always manage to find myself standing in awe in front of beautifully angular, symmetrical beguiling, and lovingly designed architectural structures. 
 the cold does nothing to hinder the drive of exploration. 
 fires in your soul warm the body. 
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despite the cold weather and all of the winter woes therein, i always manage to find myself standing in awe in front of beautifully angular, symmetrical beguiling, and lovingly designed architectural structures.

the cold does nothing to hinder the drive of exploration.

fires in your soul warm the body.

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 still valid and unyielding, they outstretched their long wispy fingers upward. the recent and wave-like rounds of snowfall did little to dissuade their tenacity. 
 clutching, grasping, and clinging to the surface exterior of the rocky outcropping, you could imagine what sacrifices they had to make to get there so high, and before the spring still many days away. 
 looking around at the menial yet noteworthy accomplishment, they all relaxed for a brief moment and thought,” so this is where we begin.” 
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still valid and unyielding, they outstretched their long wispy fingers upward. the recent and wave-like rounds of snowfall did little to dissuade their tenacity.

clutching, grasping, and clinging to the surface exterior of the rocky outcropping, you could imagine what sacrifices they had to make to get there so high, and before the spring still many days away.

looking around at the menial yet noteworthy accomplishment, they all relaxed for a brief moment and thought,” so this is where we begin.”

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 inevitable change is on the way.  everything is change ; everything in transition. 
 you cannot bend linear existence, just hamper it, stretch it, ignore it, and in the end, it will happen anyways. 
 this is the moment ever becoming. this is the ebb & flow; the crash of the wave, and the waters receding from shore. 
 this is the river flowing. this is everything. 
 awareness, forgiveness, patience, the release of pain, the release of anxiety & stress. 
 the embrace of these transitions is one step closer to the understandings of all things. 
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inevitable change is on the way. everything is change; everything in transition.

you cannot bend linear existence, just hamper it, stretch it, ignore it, and in the end, it will happen anyways.

this is the moment ever becoming. this is the ebb & flow; the crash of the wave, and the waters receding from shore.

this is the river flowing. this is everything.

awareness, forgiveness, patience, the release of pain, the release of anxiety & stress.

the embrace of these transitions is one step closer to the understandings of all things.

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 you can see the meat clinging to the bones as they move through wide spaces. the stage lights wrapping around their frames like a brilliant skin. 
 youthful bodies rippling with strength and musculature; the semblance of benevolent grace where everything looks at ease. 
 long limbs, graceful arms, the spirals en pointe, and impossibly spread legs extended beyond the 180° and into space. 
 vitality itself is shamed in the shadows created by the luminescent bodies of these performers. they are beyond the corporeal self. 
 their shine extinguishes all sadness, all ire, and all doubt from the world. 
 we’re flying on lilting melodies and tympani. 
 and for a brief second, 
 you experience the infinite. 
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you can see the meat clinging to the bones as they move through wide spaces. the stage lights wrapping around their frames like a brilliant skin.

youthful bodies rippling with strength and musculature; the semblance of benevolent grace where everything looks at ease.

long limbs, graceful arms, the spirals en pointe, and impossibly spread legs extended beyond the 180° and into space.

vitality itself is shamed in the shadows created by the luminescent bodies of these performers. they are beyond the corporeal self.

their shine extinguishes all sadness, all ire, and all doubt from the world.

we’re flying on lilting melodies and tympani.

and for a brief second,

you experience the infinite.

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 retired, but active photographer  larry racioppo  shares his very personal account & work regarding superstorm sandy, in a private tour & talk at the  museum of the city of new york .  (i too was a featured photog & speaker, although i kept it fairly brief) 
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retired, but active photographer larry racioppo shares his very personal account & work regarding superstorm sandy, in a private tour & talk at the museum of the city of new york.

(i too was a featured photog & speaker, although i kept it fairly brief)

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 whatever the amount of time we have left in this place together, i would like to spend it regretting less, doubting less, and worrying less. 
 i want be one who can bring people out, inspire them, and in turn be brought out and inspired. 
 let’s make a promise to each other to be better each day. be more creative, be optimistic & passionate, be brave, engaging, and active. 
 how does this all sound? 
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whatever the amount of time we have left in this place together, i would like to spend it regretting less, doubting less, and worrying less.

i want be one who can bring people out, inspire them, and in turn be brought out and inspired.

let’s make a promise to each other to be better each day. be more creative, be optimistic & passionate, be brave, engaging, and active.

how does this all sound?

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just having a movement in your legs propelling you forward, destination unknown…or known, will allow you the opportunity to see so many new things.

you’ll see textures, smell alluring smells, feel surfaces, and other sensory stimulation as well. plural! i promise!

put one foot in front of the other. walk in a direction previously unexplored. take a friend or two, or three. now you’re doing it.

that’s it. you’ve got it.

bravo.

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