" letting go of it "

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finding yourself at the edges of all that grudge, ire, frustration and pain, and tiring of the burden of it. the massive weight upon your shoulders like a vice grip of red electricity and the enormity of the earth at rest.

you come to an understanding like a well lit corridor which you walk down the length of until you discover a certain truth in an opening behind a dark door.

you don't need to hold on to this weight any longer.

coming to this realization fills you up with such anger towards yourself for being so blind and hateful for so long. this dissipates into the most profound searing soothing hope coursing throughout.

for just the briefest of moments you pay a small unnecessary homage to your heavy cloak of past misfortune; you sometimes felt that you deserved that self-inflicted treatment. and just like the sometimes blissful transition from dreams into awakedness, or the emergence from a dark tunnel into an open field, you find that you have made a choice.

one to move beyond your limitations, one to forego all past notions of doubt, woe, regret, and sorrow.

you can be free of it, and you are soaring.

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" sky access "

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it's so much lovelier here that i imagined. a convex/concave double-mirror'd world installed on an astrotuf hillock. and why not at all?

sublime design within simple shapes. this is the portal to a form of heaven on earth.

a lightness of being, the laughter of these small children lifting the weights of gravity off my shoulders,

and i lift away.

tonight's homework:

find a release in a moment, respect the purity of that moment, and let it extend towards its natural end. there are such beautiful occurrences throughout the day. i'm wishing you the best in locating just a one.

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" you are not alone "

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chin up!

our moment here is so brief, but the lasting effects of our lives are so long. you're making an impact each day, and everyone notices.

the most simple action has significant impact, sometimes without you noticing. there is love, positive energy, bliss, and solace in your every interaction.

this is not to say do the bare minimum. be out in the world. walk the streets and paths through the city, town, village. the more time you put into seeing the world around you, the more you'll benefit from being in it.

the more care you put into your relationships and conversations, the more you're gleam and shimmer.

whenever you feel down, know that you are that special ingredient which makes it all worthwhile. there is no one quite like you, and even in those times you feel like you don't deserve it, you are praised, needed, wanted, desired, and integral to this whole thing.

tonight's homework:

the universe is so much better with you in it, so leave that desk, talk a stroll, and see what fantastic mischief you can get yourself into.

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" the end of things is the beginning "

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sometimes the good news is bad news while bad news is still bad news, screaming is pleasurable though you go hoarse, crying is happiness and your guts ache with joy, cuts are thrilling though the thrill is breif, pain is exhilerating while a soft touch excruciating. 

we revel in this gray area emotional wonderland of reality and fantasy mashing all the best parts together. if there a true sense of happiness without the somber, or a sense of the self without the sense of mortality? how can you know a true contentment until you know where the parameters of the spectrum are?

i am the interconnected three-dimensional venn diagram with so may shaded-in areas, who could help but notice the Self that i am. my certain flavor is so complex, some do not know how to react; am i a relief or a menace?

sometimes the end of things are the beginning, and we've nothing to do but ponder, meet it at the gates, allow it in, and deal with the crossing of the line. too many things intersect at the same time to think of anything as a straight line. so take a moment, and feel free to move on.

tonight's homework:

ake some time to reevaluate your true interests. are they safe? are they detrimental? do they make you proud? would the continuation of them make your parents blush? have a think upon your base motivations, and see where that line of thought takes you. i bet more than anything, you'll rediscover that you may have been correct about yourself all along, and that nothing at all is wrong with anything.

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" burnt caramel and stale molasses "

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"a subtlety, or the marvelous sugar baby," by kara walker: an artistic and multiple sculptural installation piece, as seen from the near-entrance of the now defunct domino sugar factory.

it touches upon the sugar trade itself, the subjugation of black women and sexuality, slavery, mammification, and racism in the states/in general.

powerful invisible fumes of dark sickly sweetness permeated the dank air inside the factory. the feeling of despair resounded throughout the space. we were not witness to solely a modern interpretation; we were allowed an entrance into seeing into the past. this was a time machine.

i noticed the diversity and the communal energies lingered on silence, small discussion, docent-led group tours, laughter, hipstery affected non-nonchalance, confrontations, discussions, and photography not because of photography, but so that people knew they were there.

all at once.

the themes explored, the majesty of the sphinx, the nuances, the odors, the lighting as they came into the space, shafted by the slotted windows high above...it made an indelible mark.

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" garden rituals "

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when dreams begin to cross the threshold into reality, sparks fly, the mind expands, and each atom in the universe comes to rest. all matter manifests in a shape of your choosing, and the vibrations of magnetic fields caress.

we find ourselves in the proper place, and stillness permeates through the white noise. the clutter of abstract thought finds its alignment. people understand each other. you breath fuller.

we plant the seeds into the ether, and everything flourishes and blossoms.

you for at least a moment find your stride, and your soul beams.

tonight's homework:

create one piece of art in your life, success or folly, and revel in your complete ability to put something new into the world.

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" the beauty behind the beauty "

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i see you. so many distractions and decorations blocking the line of sight.

and yet i see you beyond the shimmer, beyond the flash & pomp, the façade & flair. coming into clear focus through a veil of costumes and false identities.

you remain powerful and unyielding, the resilience of this stature builds and flexes from within a moment of lowered self-confidence.

but i see you in all of your open glory, beaming open-hearted and broadcasting telemetries of your inner joys. just behind those unsure eyes and hesitation, there has been nothing quite as crystalline.

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 find the time today to really think about it all. you choose the topic, then tell yourself all the necessary motivations to see it through. 
 snowstorm in your face does not inherently mean snowstorm in your heart or sense of will. 
 you’re not at all or in the least alone, so get out there and show us what you got. 
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find the time today to really think about it all. you choose the topic, then tell yourself all the necessary motivations to see it through.

snowstorm in your face does not inherently mean snowstorm in your heart or sense of will.

you’re not at all or in the least alone, so get out there and show us what you got.

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