skin: 2009

Monday, December 28, 2009

Thursday, September 24, 2009

I hate.

The hair standing on your neck.

The brushing of our skin.

The smell of your fucking perfume.

Your make up. Your filthy make up.

The way you talk.

The way you walk.

The way you look at me when i walk on the road.

I hate.

Hate it all.

This is vague but spontaneous. I hate this.

Should i post this?

Fuck you. I'll post it.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Tabula Rasa

We are like the universe. We were all one together once and now we are moving away from each other, growing colder and our glow becoming dimmer while we do so.

A dot.

An ebb.

A shape.

A form.

Curled up, warm, silent I lay inside a womb. Inside an ocean, safe and loved.

Then with a cry, I am born.

Light.

Stripped off of my secret knowledge of the universe that was resonating inside me just a while ago. Thrust on to land where I no longer float but grind my feet and communicate with other strings just like me. That’s what we all are, vibrations. We are nothing more than music resonating around this space and time.

We are nothing more than vibrations and notes. We are made up of strings just like everything else around us. Strings that resonate and vibrate.

We are noise, we are sound, and we are silence.

When we were closer, we were together, our strings vibrated next to each other; we resonated notes close to each other and made music that could be heard throughout the universe. The sound of our soul and energy waves combined to form a super symphonic orchestra conducted by the energy source from which we all get our strength.

We floated in the beginning, in nothingness and everything, in electricity and silence. We saw nothing outside us but saw everything that was inside; we saw the universe inside of us.

Now we walk on land looking straight, immersing ourselves in the noise and sounds that are created by the vibrating strings in nature and technology.

Soon we all will look up, to the sky, where silence and vacuum lie hidden away inside us as well as outside.

We do not listen anymore. We do not understand silence.

There are so many vibrations inside us and around us that are meant to be felt and heard, but somehow we have forgotten. It is in all of us, this knowledge has been passed through our DNA’s since time was made. Since the first man walked on this earth and realized that he and the universe aren’t very different. Everything is really one.

Learn to listen again. Close your eyes and focus on the silence. For there lies your and mine truth.