12.31.2010
12.29.2010
vivid confession
lost . so hard. dear god i have been reading. vitamin c.
help. lonely tigers. vivid timepieces. and troubadours.
have faith. the reckoning. the time stands still
help. lonely tigers. vivid timepieces. and troubadours.
have faith. the reckoning. the time stands still
pam
the artist. sees color in a tree (let's get serious here). Ok, so, ummm Every moment in time ought to be shared. i document. at the risk of. losing pamela.
12.28.2010
the dust i love
love in the steam room
a hello worth all
addicted
speed wind
worth
lower
help
time
stands
like dust
dust
dusty tried for her
how much i trust
a hello worth all
addicted
speed wind
worth
lower
help
time
stands
like dust
dust
dusty tried for her
how much i trust
12.24.2010
When Earth's last picture is painted
"When Earth's last picture is painted
And the tubes are twisted and dried
When the oldest colors have faded
And the youngest critic has died
We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it
Lie down for an aeon or two
'Till the Master of all good workmen
Shall put us to work anew
And those that were good shall be happy
They'll sit in a golden chair
They'll splash at a ten league canvas
With brushes of comet's hair
They'll find real saints to draw from
Magdalene, Peter, and Paul
They'll work for an age at a sitting
And never be tired at all.
And only the Master shall praise us.
And only the Master shall blame.
And no one will work for the money.
No one will work for the fame.
But each for the joy of the working,
And each, in his separate star,
Will draw the thing as he sees it.
For the God of things as they are!"
-Rudyard Kipling
And the tubes are twisted and dried
When the oldest colors have faded
And the youngest critic has died
We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it
Lie down for an aeon or two
'Till the Master of all good workmen
Shall put us to work anew
And those that were good shall be happy
They'll sit in a golden chair
They'll splash at a ten league canvas
With brushes of comet's hair
They'll find real saints to draw from
Magdalene, Peter, and Paul
They'll work for an age at a sitting
And never be tired at all.
And only the Master shall praise us.
And only the Master shall blame.
And no one will work for the money.
No one will work for the fame.
But each for the joy of the working,
And each, in his separate star,
Will draw the thing as he sees it.
For the God of things as they are!"
-Rudyard Kipling
12.08.2010
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