FREE.

BEWARE OF THE POETS HEART.

"Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the illusion of having had the experience without actually going through it."
― Rumi,

RUMI LOVE.

"The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along."
 
Rumi

FIELDS OF GOLD.

"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about."
― Rumi

FREE TO BE.

YOU.

WOODEN CHAIR- ANGUS STONE.

In another place
In another time
In another phase
In another line
In another heart
In another world
In another girl
We were feeling fine
We were in love

We were in love

In your father's tears
In all your mothers pain
In all the world's fear
We'd be the same
In another world
In another time
In another girl
We were feeling fine
We were in love
We were in love

NOW.

"The present you ignore eventually becomes the past you cling to."

WHEN I DIE, PLEASE!

"You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that all your energy…, every vibration, every Btu of heat, every wave of every particle that was her beloved child remains with her in this world. You want the physicist to tell your weeping father that amid energies of the cosmos, you gave as good as you got.

And at one point you'd hope that the physicist would step down from the pulpit and walk to your brokenhearted spouse there in the pew and tell him/her that all the photons that ever bounced off your face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by your smile, by the touch of your hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by you. And as your widow rocks in the arms of a loving family, may the physicist let him/her know that all the photons that bounced from you were gathered in the particle detectors that are her/his eyes, that those photons created within her/him constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever.

And the physicist will remind the congregation of how much of all our energy is given off as heat. There may be a few fanning themselves with their programs as he says it. And he will tell them that the warmth that flowed through you in life is still here, still part of all that we are, even as we who mourn continue the heat of our own lives.

And you'll want the physicist to explain to those who loved you that they need not have faith; indeed, they should not have faith. Let them know that they can measure, that scientists have measured precisely the conservation of energy and found it accurate, verifiable and consistent across space and time. You can hope your family will examine the evidence and satisfy themselves that the science is sound and that they'll be comforted to know your energy's still around. According to the law of the conservation of energy, not a bit of you is gone; you're just less orderly.

"

 —  Aaron Freeman, NPR  

SING NOW.

"A song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment. Which is pretty amazing, when you actually think about it."
— Sarah Dessen

CELEBRATE.

"Because we are all part of a great party and it's ongoing and it's always."

NO THANKS.

"If you're gonna leave, I wish you'd just leave. Why do you keep coming back if you're not going to stay? Because even when you're gone, you're never really gone. I won't get over it if you keep coming back. Losing you once was hard enough. And now you're here again and everything's coming back."
— Brodi Ashton, Everneath

LAY ME DOWN.

LOVE.

You know what it's like to fall in love: you touch someone and that's it.

- Leonard Bernstein

A CASE OF THE LOVE ART BLUES.

SEE IT.

SOUL GOOD.

ONLY THE WILD ONES.

MINE ONLY.

"we are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of true romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. i do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. this is what makes your self-respect so important, and i don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness" 
― William S. Burroughs

REMEMBER WHAT I SAID ABOUT MERMAIDS.

HE&I.

R.E.S.P.E.C.T

PARDON MY HEART- NEIL YOUNG.

It's a fallen situation
When all eyes are turned in
And a love isn't flowing
The way it could have been.

You brought it all on
Oh, but it feels so wrong
You brought it all on
No, no, no,
I don't believe this song
You brought it all on.

It's a sad communication
With little reason to believe
When one isn't giving
And one pretends to receive.

You brought it all on
Oh, but it feels so wrong
You brought it all on
No, no, no,
I don't believe this song
You brought it all on.

Pardon my heart
If I showed that I cared
But I love you
more than moments
We have or have not shared.

You brought it all on
Oh, and it feels so good
You brought it all on
When love flows
the way that it should
You brought it all on.

It feels so good
It feels so good

COWBOY PROBLEMS.

"If you're gonna leave, I wish you'd just leave. Why do you keep coming back if you're not going to stay? Because even when you're gone, you're never really gone. I won't get over it if you keep coming back. Losing you once was hard enough. And now you're here again and everything's coming back."
— Brodi Ashton, Everneath

NOW.

"Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all."
— Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh

KATE MOSS, SHOT BY VENETIA SCOTT FOR CENTREFOLD.

 

JALOUSE NOV12- KATE MOSS.

 

OH HOW I LOVE KATE.

SAY GOODBYE.

NO.

MESSY.

"No one wants to be the person who is made fun of for caring too much about something, who treats in earnest a situation that everyone else considers absurd. Even in personal relationships, feeling too heavily invested while simultaneously understanding that the other person couldn't be more detached is one of the most profound feelings of embarrassment we can experience. Because it isn't simply the embarrassment of making a mistake or a poor choice, it's a shame over the kind of human being you are and how you see the world around you. To be shamed for your sincerity is to be reminded that you are dependent on something which is not dependent on you — that you are, once again, vulnerable."