" the hushed silence "

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among the whispers and the joyous outbursts during the free outdoor screening, those who were alone in the crowd felt a sense of togetherness.

all people laughing in unison, nodding to the music, feeling all things, and the night lingered on beautifully whole.

tonight's homework:

take care of yourself, family & friends. we're all in this together, and need all the support we can get.

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" the curiousity which leads you "

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where you went to sleep doesn't have to dictate where you will wake up. ride the train into destinations unknown. cross borders and experience new realities.

there is little time to waste, and there's so much to see. be engaged, have an opinion, be flexible, be open to change, and follow your heart not your fears.

cross oceans if where you are is not enough. we could find ourselves in other lands, other cultures, other climes, surrounded by completely different people, languages, mannerisms, public transit systems, deletable foods, and beauties unmatched.

tonight's homeowrk:

explore beyond the periphery of your self-defined borders or limits; there are many colors yet to see.

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" sing a song "

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erratic movements, loud clanks and reverb in the darkness. green laser-beams and red pinhole lights sway and jerk in moments along the walls of a certain spastic geometry.

we are raucous chaotic vibration. snacks and alcohol strewn about the table. tomes of songs with the remote wrapped in plastic. tambourines & jodeci/mariah dreams. the microphone has a safety health cover on it "just in case," but just in case of what?

it's 7pm, 8pm, midnight, 1am. the night becomes a beautiful blur. this is cheaper than therapy; it is my therapy. this is my release; i am free. elvis looks on from a static portrait. he blesses us with his immortal crooked smile. the night goes from young to endless, and we ride the tunes raw until we are asked to leave.

this is poetry in motion.

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" dionysus & bacchus "

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reverie, honest excitement without forethought, brilliant lights, sparkles in the darkness, blisses beyond measure, and endless laughter.

welcome to the tone set for the rest of your life.

tonight's homework:

let loose a little bit. you deserve it.

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" here, there, everywhere "

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they'll tell you it's about the destination. but then what about the planning, the tickets, the camaraderie, the language lessons, the ho(s)tels, the photo equipment, the swimwear, the burner phones, the notepaper and writing instruments, the sunglasses, the one set of "dress" clothing for the just in case, the snacks, the candies, the sunscreen, soap, toiletries, the sense of adventure, the troubleshooting, the anticipation of rail travel, the sightseeing, the alleyways, the waterways, the quiet calm spaces, the cities bustling at night, the people, the faces, the midnight reverie?

it's not solely in the destination; it's the life lived in the in between where the gold is sewn.

tonight's homework:

make some plans for exploration/adventure.

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" heart cibo matto "

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how amazing are cibo matto's miho hatori & yuka c. honda?! the absolute best!

calm and collected, they have fun in the face of all other pop star whiner attention whoring simple beat mediocre label-PR push BS drivel. fun!

beautiful beats, skilled musicians, singers, and all around performers. they really embody for me a crew that can flex and wane, bloom, flourish, duck down, take a decade-point-five to regroup, and still retain all of the flush and fervor that made you fall in love in the first place.

if you get the opportunity, peep their back catalog, solo work, and their supremely confident & gorgeously produced newest release. you'll feel so much better for it.

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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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sometimes all it takes is an in-person reminder and you find yourself more clearly defined.

those curious passages of time where you remain aloof, confused, bemused, and scattered? what are you doing? why is everything just a jumble of sound effects and flashing lights?

then you realize that you are taking on too much. you are looking out for so many others, that you forget to take care of yourself. and then you find that you do have the ability to say "no" and the world didn't disappear.

people still exist, love is a real thing, the planet still spins; you can feel free to do your thing. it's all gravy. when friends come through and remind you that important things are happening to them and others around you, you rediscover your empathy and patience.

find your anchors, know the properties, read between the lines, and sift through all the inherent BS. there's never been a moment of transition like this one, and i'm not going to waste it for nothing.

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 it’s in the wishing that we are dreaming while awake. 
 it’s in the daring that we are succeeding while struggling. 
 it’s in the quiet lulls in the nighttime where we find our daily pause, a moment where all things are focused to a fine point. 
 everything becomes known with a crystalline clarity. and i smile when i think you’re not looking. 
 it’s in loving that we and are loved in return. 
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it’s in the wishing that we are dreaming while awake.

it’s in the daring that we are succeeding while struggling.

it’s in the quiet lulls in the nighttime where we find our daily pause, a moment where all things are focused to a fine point.

everything becomes known with a crystalline clarity. and i smile when i think you’re not looking.

it’s in loving that we and are loved in return.

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—- 
 these are the anchors to your well-being at times. these moments come and stick into your memory like barbed fishhooks, or freshly burnished plates newly etched, or drawn scrawl in freshly laid concrete. 
 not the seconds gone by, or minutes, months, or years passing will remove how it felt at that moment. all the life lived in between, or the pains, or the old friends lost or new friends gained. 
 friendships made infinite with one smile, into a universe borne out of one fit of laughter, and turns into solid gold in the alchemy of your departure. 
 many congratulations and best wishes for the many amazing adventures which await you. everything is going to be marvelous. 
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these are the anchors to your well-being at times. these moments come and stick into your memory like barbed fishhooks, or freshly burnished plates newly etched, or drawn scrawl in freshly laid concrete.

not the seconds gone by, or minutes, months, or years passing will remove how it felt at that moment. all the life lived in between, or the pains, or the old friends lost or new friends gained.

friendships made infinite with one smile, into a universe borne out of one fit of laughter, and turns into solid gold in the alchemy of your departure.

many congratulations and best wishes for the many amazing adventures which await you. everything is going to be marvelous.

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—- 
 no matter how many times i have the opportunity to photograph the same person, it is always an honor and a treat. the sense of collaboration, of trust, and a marker for the friendship. 
 how have we changed? sometimes i get that thing where i don’t recognize someone 100% because access to them has shifted from in-person/same city limits, to email distance, skype distance, longer-than-a-road-trip-of-a-normal-length distance. 
 but it does not make them a stranger. rather, i get the great pleasure of rediscovering them. i get to see up close the things which make them happy, which make them smile, which makes me remember who they are, and the joy that they bring. 
 these are the gems which gleam, and knowing they’re out in the world makes it an infinitely more habitable place to exist. 
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no matter how many times i have the opportunity to photograph the same person, it is always an honor and a treat. the sense of collaboration, of trust, and a marker for the friendship.

how have we changed? sometimes i get that thing where i don’t recognize someone 100% because access to them has shifted from in-person/same city limits, to email distance, skype distance, longer-than-a-road-trip-of-a-normal-length distance.

but it does not make them a stranger. rather, i get the great pleasure of rediscovering them. i get to see up close the things which make them happy, which make them smile, which makes me remember who they are, and the joy that they bring.

these are the gems which gleam, and knowing they’re out in the world makes it an infinitely more habitable place to exist.

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—- 
 going into those dark places where flickering eyes shine in the shadows, we find that our fears and hesitations mistake laughter for menace. 
 nothing is as it seems at all times, and it behooves us as good people to be vigilant of our own interpretations. 
 everything in moderation, whether it be beers & spirits, anxiety & unease, or just misreading the dark dank corners. it’s always better to focus on the deep beauty of a curious observation, then move on. 
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—-

going into those dark places where flickering eyes shine in the shadows, we find that our fears and hesitations mistake laughter for menace.

nothing is as it seems at all times, and it behooves us as good people to be vigilant of our own interpretations.

everything in moderation, whether it be beers & spirits, anxiety & unease, or just misreading the dark dank corners. it’s always better to focus on the deep beauty of a curious observation, then move on.

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—- 
 sometimes people you just meet are like a single sentence; the words simply formed and curt. all the pertinent information in place, and the sentiment formed. 
 the great part about the evolving of that sentence into a paragraph, is that at times, it eventually turns into a 75-page essay. and introductions turn into momentary poetry. 
 there will always be time to rush our lives, but perhaps for today, let us practice the art of taking things at a slower pace. each word will will form on our lips, and only beauty with come out. 
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sometimes people you just meet are like a single sentence; the words simply formed and curt. all the pertinent information in place, and the sentiment formed.

the great part about the evolving of that sentence into a paragraph, is that at times, it eventually turns into a 75-page essay. and introductions turn into momentary poetry.

there will always be time to rush our lives, but perhaps for today, let us practice the art of taking things at a slower pace. each word will will form on our lips, and only beauty with come out.

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—- 
 gilded arcs slice through the elevated ceilings of the theatre. 
 thin cables paralleled electrified wires leading down from the top to an explosion of  crystalline satellites . 
 as the lights in the house dim, the murmurs blend into hushed whispers and crinkling papers. 
 the orbiting chandeliers recess and lift skyward. the orchestra furiously sweeps into a luscious introduction, and the thick heavy red velvet curtains slowly rise above the stage floor. 
 everything is amazing and i take my first breath. 
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gilded arcs slice through the elevated ceilings of the theatre.

thin cables paralleled electrified wires leading down from the top to an explosion of crystalline satellites.

as the lights in the house dim, the murmurs blend into hushed whispers and crinkling papers.

the orbiting chandeliers recess and lift skyward. the orchestra furiously sweeps into a luscious introduction, and the thick heavy red velvet curtains slowly rise above the stage floor.

everything is amazing and i take my first breath.

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—-  nighttime develops a cool ice grip nearing 8°F, and a single figure on crutches shuffles across the square.  each person in the nearby shops and down the frigid alleyways clutch the collar of their coats, in an attempt to capture as much body-warmth as possible.  the dime savings bank of brooklyn looms o’er with a historical stoutness, and the developing windstorm skirts the edges.  —-

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nighttime develops a cool ice grip nearing 8°F, and a single figure on crutches shuffles across the square.

each person in the nearby shops and down the frigid alleyways clutch the collar of their coats, in an attempt to capture as much body-warmth as possible.

the dime savings bank of brooklyn looms o’er with a historical stoutness, and the developing windstorm skirts the edges.

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—- 
 no matter how large the quarrel, immense the woe, long the heartache, drawn out the drama, silent the fear, or incapacitating the anger…upon the first glimpse of a potential resolution, please make sure to schedule in an ice cream break. 
 it’s sweet and creamy, refreshing and lovely. a scoop of the supple beauty revitalizes and cleanses the mind of most stresses. 
 and even if you return back to the previous state of being, at the least, you’ve made an honest go of it. you’re going to be fantastic. 
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no matter how large the quarrel, immense the woe, long the heartache, drawn out the drama, silent the fear, or incapacitating the anger…upon the first glimpse of a potential resolution, please make sure to schedule in an ice cream break.

it’s sweet and creamy, refreshing and lovely. a scoop of the supple beauty revitalizes and cleanses the mind of most stresses.

and even if you return back to the previous state of being, at the least, you’ve made an honest go of it. you’re going to be fantastic.

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—- 
 i just want to believe, full-hearted with all of my individual fibers, that we have in each moment, the potential to make connections with others. 
 obviously is possible, but there are so many little menial things in the way, things! self-doubt, not wanting to bother people…but that in not bothering people, you deny them the pleasure of your conversation, or company, or the idea that sharing a moment or two with a complete stranger makes them not a stranger anymore. 
 i think i’m starting to believe more and more. 
 just great little snippets of lives lived, being heard, maybe being understood, meandering thoughts, putting your best foot forward, and honest and open heart, sparkles, glee, wonder, engaging the fringe of social risks. 
 i’m finding it easier to believe that people are interested in having one of those days, just as much as i am. one where we moved slightly forward in our bravery and happiness, and you were glad to have made a connection however fleeting. 
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i just want to believe, full-hearted with all of my individual fibers, that we have in each moment, the potential to make connections with others.

obviously is possible, but there are so many little menial things in the way, things! self-doubt, not wanting to bother people…but that in not bothering people, you deny them the pleasure of your conversation, or company, or the idea that sharing a moment or two with a complete stranger makes them not a stranger anymore.

i think i’m starting to believe more and more.

just great little snippets of lives lived, being heard, maybe being understood, meandering thoughts, putting your best foot forward, and honest and open heart, sparkles, glee, wonder, engaging the fringe of social risks.

i’m finding it easier to believe that people are interested in having one of those days, just as much as i am. one where we moved slightly forward in our bravery and happiness, and you were glad to have made a connection however fleeting.

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 dreaming dreaming dreaming while awake. 
 finding the right timing to all things, and in all instances. 
 finding time to take some time just to exist in the world. to remain for a brief time outside of responsibility to anyone but your Self. 
 the deepest rest, the deepest breath, the longest seconds stretching out into the exquisite and infinite moment. 
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dreaming dreaming dreaming while awake.

finding the right timing to all things, and in all instances.

finding time to take some time just to exist in the world. to remain for a brief time outside of responsibility to anyone but your Self.

the deepest rest, the deepest breath, the longest seconds stretching out into the exquisite and infinite moment.

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