Synthesis Of Apprehension
Catch and release.
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Photo reblogged from The Black Workshop
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Photo reblogged from supersonic electronic / art
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.This was recited at my grandmother’s funeral, a couple months after also losing my dad. I think it’s a beautiful poem to let go of someone you’ve lost. I’ve been having tremendous trouble mourning these past few years, and without a grave to go to as some sort of ceremonial visit, it feels even more frustrating. But reading this again calms me a little.
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Do you ever feel yourself slipping? I used to never notice the beginning of it. Sleeping longer, smiling less, confused by my reflection. It’s different this time, I’m aware of it. I know where it’s going.
The awareness, however, does no help. I’ve been fighting, which is new to me. Keeping active, physically, mentally. Running my heart out as often as I have the daylight to run under. But, I’m still sinking.
This is my warning. I’m going under. Life is cyclical, so I’ll be back. But I’ve been losing myself lately and I’ll surely be lost for quite some time, soon - I’m overdue.
It’s a scary moment when you don’t recognize the face in the mirror. Wish me luck.
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Photo reblogged from My Mind is a Terrible Thing
Oh man, this is going to be me, next year. SO excited :)
(Source: inkdgirls)
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I’ve been thinking about Louis CK lately. I’m a fan of his show on FX, and I’m so happy his recent adventure in distributing his newest comedy special himself has been a rousing success. But my thoughts are going elsewhere to wonder why he has blown up in popularity in the past couple years, and why his comedy seems to resonate with these times. It always feels like there’s a comedian willing to address contemporary concerns with insight and honesty for each moment in time. All the greats had their focus: Richard Pryor and Chris Rock had race, George Carlin had absurdity, and I think Louis has hit on some sort of subterranean undercurrent of emotion that I didn’t realize might be swelling until I listened more closely: shame.
