Tuesday, November 16, 2010

what is now.....

1.sometimes things go on way past their natural end.
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chatter.chatter.chatter.chatter.chatter.chatter.chatter.chatter.chatter.its so important for you to be important you forgot to be a human being.is this too transparent like that carly simon song?

2.sometimes things end to soon.
i am sad i will never hear megan's cackling laughter echoing in the soho walls,the strength of her elfin hands and old soul, or her shoes clunking against the tile while the phone interupted our make-up sessions. i will never get to answer that unanswered email in my inbox i had been putting off to make plans to get together after too long. at the beginning of the world it was said the hum of "om" could be heard, the sound of creation. death is quiet,the absence of anything. i learned this in 2009. people are crying. people are talking,consoling,trying to fill that silence out of fear, awkwardness, or imposed obligation. everything is underwater and slow moving. more then my sadness i am feeling it for those close to her and wishing them peace.

3.sometimes it feels like the end but its not even close.
studio is thick and snail-ish at the moment.

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