There are words inside her, waiting to be born. She feels them growing, forming, becoming thoughts that might later work themselves into sentences to be spoken aloud.
Now, they are nothing but jagged letters with sharp edged corners poking at her, making her uncomfortable. She can’t seem to put them together in any way that softens them.
She soon realizes they will always be hard and sharp. They will always be hard to get out.
It might be easier to keep them inside, let them remain a struggling mess of letters and sounds that will hurt no one but her.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
There Was This One Time, I Accidentally Stepped Outside Of Myself., originally uploaded by gogoloopie.
~ It was painfully clear that no amount of optimistic worldview would give me what I needed
to look me in the eye ~
Monday, December 17, 2012
I have seen many things and felt certain I knew of evil in its purest forms. Tonight, I saw true evil for the first time in the face of someone I once loved, and I'll never be the same.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
I thought I knew evil. I looked into the face of evil today, and I'm horrified that I could have been wrong. I saw true evil tonight...
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Amnestic Suggest - HBO's Prison Break Set! (AKA: Swift Plant)., originally uploaded by gogoloopie.
The old Swift meat packing plant is located only a block or two from the Ft Worth TX historic stockyards. :) (photo taken with a canon g11 in summer 2010)
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
This is my Selective Recreation of My Reality: Exceedingly Different from Yours..., originally uploaded by gogoloopie.
"Here undoubtedly lies the chief poetic energy: --in the force of imagination that pierces or exalts the solid fact, instead of floating among cloud-pictures."
-T. S. Eliot