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Edge of Autism Walk and Festival 2011
•April 11, 2011 • Leave a CommentPath for One
•April 8, 2011 • Leave a Comment
This path I walk has not the space for another…
These feet carry me forward while this heart carries me back. Gone are the days of that sweet symphony, the sound of your heart singing to mine. But if this be as you say…if all is fate, and will is but a basturd son of forgotten concepts, then let the pieces fall as they fall. Let the gentle, firm hands of destiny shape this soul, and take it far from the pain that has always defined it. I shall open this damaged flesh and flow forth a river of crimson justice. and to you who reached in so deep, you who pulled me apart so that i might learn to heal, I hope you can swim…
This is the first thing I’ve written in over a year. I’m trying to find my way back to this pure form of expression, but its gonna take some time. Please don’t judge this piece too harshly. Not thrilled with myself.
Blessings!
-Flow
A message to the rest of my soul, my divine spark…
•February 21, 2010 • 4 CommentsBabygirl you are the strongest person I know and you and me together can face anything. And distance dosn’t seperate us. We are two parts of one whole. We were one long before our eyes met and will continue to be so long after. Nothing can seperate us. My love for you knows not miles or time, it knows only its other half seen within your kindred heart. Never fear my love, we are strong, I know it with all that I am, and we will brave this storm… and every other. I love you more then these worthless words could ever paint into being. We are one, forever.
a hurting smile
•February 3, 2010 • 5 CommentsAn aged soul,
Ripe with a lifetimes love,
Prepares her departure.
But the blood of her heart trickles downward into new life.
From the love of two blooms a spark given flesh.
The creator gives as he takes. And as one travels to,
and one travels from,
My only wish is that they might meet in the middle,
And know each others light,
If only for a moment.
The world knows little of what its lost,
And less of what it shall gain.
I love you so much memerre. May our love carry you to sunny days and warm nights.
You will be missed more then you know.
forgone conclusions
•January 31, 2010 • 5 CommentsDrifting softly,
Slowly wafting,
Along currents of a new view.
Sitting, watching.
Loss breeds grief.
Though grief begets the mornful alone,
it does not hide from those empathic souls of a world departed.
As this dirt collects our fallen sorrow,
so too do those who rest upon the world itself.
This voice be strong, be true,
Carry these failing words to stumbling masses.
See them through to the other side.
Every minute of every day…
The suns rising somewhere.
New Additions to the 2010 portfolio
•January 11, 2010 • 2 CommentsThe finished pieces from the Hershey shoot yesterday. Either tonight or tommorow I will get them up on the other sites (deviantart, facebook, etc..).
~Thoughts of a Feather~
•December 13, 2009 • 3 Comments
Happenings like happenstances,
so limited, so fruitless.
The tired leather upon my feet
cracked, faulted.
Not unlike so many roadway passings,
drive by views of a world thats fadeing.
My journey continues,
stuborn strong legs carry me westward
into a twilight symphony.
And to you who come across my footprints,
go forth, go forth
and take no time to ponder my route
for you have your own to follow.
A small blue bird,
a song sung as the day ripens.
The world in a bottle
floating on a backlit sea.
Towers Falling
•December 11, 2009 • Leave a CommentFalling free
forcefully ripping from sky and earth
Floating true
an acorn upon the silver stream
Thinking not
of the presence of selves assumed departed
Dreaming only
of brown eyes reflecting blue ones
Asking always
to be of the few and fortunate, graced by your touch
And now a time of failing falsehoods,
toppling towers,
and hate dressed in formal attire.
Alive are my desolate hopes,
alive is my immortal love,
alive is my sight that I might witness the glory that is the world around me.
I am alive.
New works for the 2010 portfolio
•November 29, 2009 • 3 CommentsToke part in a small shoot the other night with my friends Chris, Brandon (Iservant), Jen, Jenna, and My girl Lindsay. Heres some of the results. (Btw its really early and Ive been up all night, if I got any of those names wrong let me know and i will take care of it.)
Let me know what you think and thanks again to everyone involved.
Assimilate
•November 27, 2009 • Leave a CommentWent with my girl and some friends to Shadowlands Assimilate the other night at the chameleon club. It was a nice set up but past shadowlands where downstairs which most of us found much more appealing. Didnt shoot as much as id have liked to but there really wasnt much goin on. Heres what I did get.

















































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