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red chair

to satisfy this hunger and to overcome this failing passion, what can i do? the atmosphere, the air and temperature the distasteful lighting and fear. a red chair collides with my spine, it’s wheels cold on my toes, it’s stiffness

red chair

to satisfy this hunger and to overcome this failing passion, what can i do? the atmosphere, the air and temperature the distasteful lighting and fear. a red chair collides with my spine, it’s wheels cold on my toes, it’s stiffness

my heart turned sideways.

steady days, i don’t want fame. steady ways, erode my name. in this light i become different. in this room, with this tune my heart turns sideways. bent backwards i’m calm now. although i have witnessed, the lies beneath myself.

my heart turned sideways.

steady days, i don’t want fame. steady ways, erode my name. in this light i become different. in this room, with this tune my heart turns sideways. bent backwards i’m calm now. although i have witnessed, the lies beneath myself.

and the river got frozen, and the home got snowed in

“… i’d just like to do something without it needing to be a certain thing.” Robin Pecknold; Fleet Foxes

and the river got frozen, and the home got snowed in

“… i’d just like to do something without it needing to be a certain thing.” Robin Pecknold; Fleet Foxes

oh, rabbit.

“there was a man who disliked seeing his footprints and his shadow. he decided to escape from them, and began to run. but as he ran along, more footprints appeared, while his shadow easily kept up with him. thinking he

oh, rabbit.

“there was a man who disliked seeing his footprints and his shadow. he decided to escape from them, and began to run. but as he ran along, more footprints appeared, while his shadow easily kept up with him. thinking he

“I dream of painting and then I paint my dream.”

my art studio is now painted and has wall lettering, I think I might be getting somewhere.

“I dream of painting and then I paint my dream.”

my art studio is now painted and has wall lettering, I think I might be getting somewhere.

destruction and hope

money is corruption and impulse is to fear. why can we not partake in peace? why do we hold such a great grudge after every defeat? where has the appreciation for integrity gone? for a life lived out of happiness

destruction and hope

money is corruption and impulse is to fear. why can we not partake in peace? why do we hold such a great grudge after every defeat? where has the appreciation for integrity gone? for a life lived out of happiness

others disagree.

“some say  it is best not to go near the center of time. life is a vessel of sadness, but it is noble to live life. others disagree. they would rather have an eternity of contentment, even if that eternity

others disagree.

“some say  it is best not to go near the center of time. life is a vessel of sadness, but it is noble to live life. others disagree. they would rather have an eternity of contentment, even if that eternity

i’d say i have hope

sometimes it’s good to feel helpless when it comes to situations out of your control, because you realize that the world is so much larger outside of your own. rarely is it right to focus on yourself, little do they

i’d say i have hope

sometimes it’s good to feel helpless when it comes to situations out of your control, because you realize that the world is so much larger outside of your own. rarely is it right to focus on yourself, little do they

2/21/2011

no, i don’t feel alright at all. strange dreams are taking over me, it would be different if it were just one, but two is too much. and the way things ended before i fell into sleep, had my thoughts

2/21/2011

no, i don’t feel alright at all. strange dreams are taking over me, it would be different if it were just one, but two is too much. and the way things ended before i fell into sleep, had my thoughts

where do i go from here?

i would love a direction, north, south, east, west.i would love a motivation.i would love for once to feel peace through words, i would love to do what i love;without time’s burden on my back and society’s rules claiming my success.i

where do i go from here?

i would love a direction, north, south, east, west.i would love a motivation.i would love for once to feel peace through words, i would love to do what i love;without time’s burden on my back and society’s rules claiming my success.i

drafts

straight from my mind i write this, cannot sort these discussions cannot recognize these emotional concussions. tired of rhyming and rhythm and commotion over nothing, and meaningless touches of long ago problems that come back to take me over again.

drafts

straight from my mind i write this, cannot sort these discussions cannot recognize these emotional concussions. tired of rhyming and rhythm and commotion over nothing, and meaningless touches of long ago problems that come back to take me over again.

dwell

the simplicity in this life is so easily stolen by the complexity. i cannot help myself from questioning the conformity of this society, and i always come up more helpless than before. i don’t understand the need to do so

dwell

the simplicity in this life is so easily stolen by the complexity. i cannot help myself from questioning the conformity of this society, and i always come up more helpless than before. i don’t understand the need to do so

my mind like a tree

finally have room to breathe, time to think but i still feel out of breath, anxious and lacking rest. it’s so hard to keep in mind the rest of the world, i quickly get lost in my own thoughts. what

my mind like a tree

finally have room to breathe, time to think but i still feel out of breath, anxious and lacking rest. it’s so hard to keep in mind the rest of the world, i quickly get lost in my own thoughts. what

just some thinking

we continually get lost in what we don’t have, what we hope to stand for, what we wish would take place. we continually reminisce about the past, what has been broken, what no longer exists like it once did before. but

just some thinking

we continually get lost in what we don’t have, what we hope to stand for, what we wish would take place. we continually reminisce about the past, what has been broken, what no longer exists like it once did before. but

late on friday, early on saturday.

unexpected turns, selfishness is born from the scare, when will we ever get out of here? why can’t we escape? the history built so high, different minds. cannot comply, will not abide, when will we ever get out of here?

late on friday, early on saturday.

unexpected turns, selfishness is born from the scare, when will we ever get out of here? why can’t we escape? the history built so high, different minds. cannot comply, will not abide, when will we ever get out of here?

“and i don’t know just where to begin”

restless and anxious, wonder why i am never content, never satisfied. old pictures, lost memories, and paint to be spread upon walls, christmas time, poinsettia, and stacked books, wonder why i can’t wait it out, sit tight. too many thoughts

“and i don’t know just where to begin”

restless and anxious, wonder why i am never content, never satisfied. old pictures, lost memories, and paint to be spread upon walls, christmas time, poinsettia, and stacked books, wonder why i can’t wait it out, sit tight. too many thoughts

like we were free

“i hope this old train breaks down so i can take a walk around and see there’s no time to see ’cause time is just a melody”

like we were free

“i hope this old train breaks down so i can take a walk around and see there’s no time to see ’cause time is just a melody”

Bittersweet Creative Group.

I’m very excited to say that I am attending the Bittersweet Magazine Release + Festive Buying Expo tonight at 7 o’clock. My sister Abi Byrd is the Creative Director of Bittersweet while Kate Schmidgall is the Founder and also Director. Their company

Bittersweet Creative Group.

I’m very excited to say that I am attending the Bittersweet Magazine Release + Festive Buying Expo tonight at 7 o’clock. My sister Abi Byrd is the Creative Director of Bittersweet while Kate Schmidgall is the Founder and also Director. Their company

closed door

photo credit: http://www.lomography.com/photos/12204618 my motivation like a closed door, attempt to open it , only to watch it shut even more. my inspiration like an endless trail, attempt to accomplish it as i sit and stare. my fortitude slowly falling, attempt to

closed door

photo credit: http://www.lomography.com/photos/12204618 my motivation like a closed door, attempt to open it , only to watch it shut even more. my inspiration like an endless trail, attempt to accomplish it as i sit and stare. my fortitude slowly falling, attempt to

and me? i’m a mess.

  but all who are hunting for you- oh let them sing and be happy. Let those who know what you’re all about tell the whole world you are great and not quitting. And me? I’m a mess. I’m nothing

and me? i’m a mess.

  but all who are hunting for you- oh let them sing and be happy. Let those who know what you’re all about tell the whole world you are great and not quitting. And me? I’m a mess. I’m nothing