You are weightless

I can hold you in my arms
I want to stay like this forever

-Luke Reed, "At the Harbor"

No one's gonna steal your wallet Buried in the sand under your blanket.

We'd drive a cop car into the lake

and hold our breath for two long boring days

- Pinback, "Lyon"

I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone - Rainier Maria Rilke

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone 
    enough
to truly consecrate the hour.
I am much too small in this world, yet not small 
    enough
to be to you just object and thing, 
dark and smart.
I want my free will and want it accompanying 
the path which leads to action;
and want during times that beg questions, 
where something is up, 
to be among those in the know, 
or else be alone.

I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection, 
never be blind or too old
to uphold your weighty wavering reflection. 
I want to unfold.
Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent; 
for there I would be dishonest, untrue. 
I want my conscience to be 
true before you;
want to describe myself like a picture I observed 
for a long time, one close up, 
like a new word I learned and embraced, 
like the everday jug, 
like my mother's face, 
like a ship that carried me along 
through the deadliest storm.

in What is known as the Realms of the Unreal

This is the source material for my Henry Darger tattoo, which I love dearly. It helps me remember that the the public presentation of self is often a mere fraction of the richness of our inner worlds.

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ohhai!

do you like songs? the ones with music. yeah? me too!

today I really like this one.

thank you islands. and thank you unicorns for giving birth to islands. and thank you ears for having magic hearing capabilities. how does it work? must be a miracle. a good one at that.