Archive for the 'On Everything' Category

• 29.08.10 The Sun and the Moon Agree
  

  For a short time each day
  The ocean matches the sky
  The horizon forgets to separate
  Blue and red are synonymous
  Trees swim peacefully

  
  
• 30.07.10 Carry Me Away
  

  Carry me away
  Let me float
  or don’t let me down gently

  
  
• 26.06.10 So Down
  

  So down

  
  
• 05.06.10 Nobody But The Trees
  

  Just you and I
  and us
  and them
  lost together.

  
  
• 06.03.10 Life in Damp Places
  

  A butterfly or a moth
  A mouse or a rat
  Life in damp places
  Life lived uphill

  
  
• 02.03.10 Let the Light Touch You
  

  Passively drifting
  Glowing
  Existing
  Let the light touch you

  
  
• 02.03.10 A Bit Like My Mind
  

  Walking a forever staircase
  Happiness sits far away
  Forwards to the other side?
  A bit like my mind

  
  
• 23.02.10 Taunting the Sun
  

  Taunting the sun
  Toying with its rays

  Indifferent glow
  Walls peel like skin

  
  
• 23.02.10 Lately
  

  Lately, everything is flat
  No textures to touch
  Tastes are bland
  Breaths are disappointing

  
  
• 31.01.10 Release Me
  

  Release me
  To a cemetery playground
  Where night seeps from the ground
  Rain disarms the ashes

  
  
• 05.12.09 Home Remains
  

  An illegible message carved into the sand: perhaps the name of a stranger; the symbols for peace; for love. The sand’s texture is thick, grainy, inconsistent. Not the kind associated with pure, white, clear-watered beaches. Its colour is a dark brown.

  
  
• 05.12.09 Cigarettes and Wildflowers
  

  Somewhere on the side of the road between the hot tar and the cracked desert.

  Like the earth’s skin. With its pores, its hairs, its imperfections, but without perspiration.

  
  
• 30.10.09 When Time Doesn’t Matter
  

  This has been the best day of the year because it was the least like any other. Now it’s winding down and I’m depressed. I want to cling to the taste of dirt in my mouth so I don’t forget.

  As the dust begins to dissipate, the colour hides away and signs of same are revealed [...]

  
  
• 18.09.09 Urge To Live
  

  I always get an urge to stop the car when I see roadkill. Sometimes to move the animal to save it from endless tyres. But often I don’t really know why. Society today seems to shield us from being face to face with death, yet we’re exposed to so much more from a distance.

  
  
• 18.09.09 Somewhere Else
  

  The pastel blues, purples and pinks are so fleeting. I want to live somewhere with a prolonged twilight. Somewhere the sky reflects infinite colours of subtle variation. And the fairytale is prolonged.

  
  
• 02.09.09 Eighteen Months
  

  In order for life to continue, life must be consumed. At the top of the food chain, our closet of skeletons is the biggest of all. The progression of mankind is the result of a history of violence. Our intelligence is thanks to murder.

  It’s hard for many to accept that a mosquito has no higher [...]

  
  
• 06.08.09 The House That Neville Built – Part 2
  

  I don’t have many vivid memories of my grandfather. I sometimes wonder if I had photographed him, would it feel different to look at the pictures? Would I feel more connected?

  Even seeing myself in images as a child, I don’t feel a sense of familiarity. So it seems like a struggle to feel familiar with [...]

  
  
• 31.05.09 The World Seems So Quiet In Black and White
  

  The waters rose a little higher than usual. Most of them went home eventually. Some stayed to wait for a new experience. But most of the everyday attendees kept away. The new visitors brought with them new objects, new feelings. The essence was still there. Better…worse. It’s just different. And that’s just fine.

  
  
• 11.04.09 I Think I Know Her
  

  I think I know her. In a city of two million, I wonder if that’s coincidental, or if those of a similar mould tend to seek out the same places for the same reasons.

  I’m sure it saddens many how the more people there are the less they seem to communicate. It’s a nice feeling driving [...]