so much can be said without words. but it’s amazing how we have seemed to agree on these letters smooshed together to define the millions of feelings we get to indulge in. yet, we rarely appreciate this, that there is language with no words, and when need be it can be created. there are multiple meanings…

the barometer dropped a true storm was coming rebellion struck as passion began to ignite in every earthly soul the air clear of agents not attuned to our biology lungs filled purely on the prana that was meant to be there no manipulation in the sky just conscious creatures in the night in balance with…

the sky so blue, even cobwebs too, these things so mysteriously perfect, remind me that earth is worth it   we do not need to question it, and see what we can get from it, we just need to love and sit in awe of the beauty we are apart of,   we too have…

keep the eye brave stars exposed do not be fearful to see you will find magic within tragedy truth and reality have some beauty no matter how horrible they seem   switch your focus slow down your speed a brighter image is what you will see   creating an image of the world – g.c.

Simultaneous Contrasts: Sun and Moon, 1912–13, oil on canvas, Museum of Modern Art   today look at the world in at least nine different ways see all the masterpieces one mind can create   – g.c.  

The Center of the Universe

  this past weekend, i went to the city. i went to the city and it stole my heart, right after it made my soul dance. it left me with a light in my eyes and new desires. it left me inspired. it was the energy boost I needed, for my mind was restless and…

Hi, how are you?

“Hi, how are you?” Good. What else would I be? What else would I say? You weren’t expecting me to tell you how I really felt? Were you? When we must interact with strangers we ask questions with no meaning behind them and give brief conditioned answers. We never wonder. We never truly desire to…

the future the essence of all my fears not even the past can amount to the future not even the countless tears in my tattered heart i fear what the past will bring to the future to dissolve the illusory to make art that can calm an old yet restless heart but the difficulty sometimes…