THE OIL SPILL

Fear

Sat, 11 May 2013 08:09:46 -0400

My deepest fear is that I’ll have something to fear…ultimately allowing my shadow to take the wheel. We crave to steer cold in our comfort zone, but trapped in disbelief despite experience that provides a broader spectrum of relief, cycling a self-destructive pattern that appears safe; so to continue on through The Doors is to remain grateful of a clarity once reached, a mirror without deception in silence that speaks volumes. Mute but bright in color for those lost in columns of transition; deaf, dumb, and blind desiring more than failed continuity to pass the time. It could be so much better, right? Still we find ourselves stuck, but amidst traveling between trivial matter, and mundane routine, we recognize a place like a dream only slightly out of reach, a series of never-ending disorienting lights that lead somewhere…closer. And to hold on, is crucial in the process of letting go; a mountain once climbed where heightened awareness, and peace reside is Home, established before we got here, and long after; only temporarily erased if we will it to; another karmic effect we justify to see us through. It’s a matter of patience, persistence, and admitting we’re accustom to overcomplicating the return of a lesson learned. Materialistic, codependent, and otherwise reliant we are, starved from the womb. In order to get back on our horse, and ride, is allowing our troubles to subside, and re-establish our priorities, breaking measures in redefining “The End.” New eye, new vision, new perspective, new comprehension, new years, and cheers of absolution. Freedom is blinding, essentially giving you a type of attention that seams to defy gravity, which can be scary, with underlying brilliance we’re ashamed to become, guilty, numb. The Good Fight isn’t suppose to be easy, the doors we pass while becoming free isn’t all sunshine, and daisies. Many nightmares stand behind them that we must go through, all part of the pursuit. The altitude of an understanding never truly gets erased, just repressed if we will it to, my deepest fear stands in the way; potentially allowing myself to get the best of me, which is only fear itself, really. All in all I may be slow, but I’ve learned that the BEST feeling in the entire world is letting go. We’ve got more to say for ourselves than we’d like to give credit for, would we rather be left in debt? Do we admit defeat, or battle regret? Godspeed.

Glorious

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 01:50:00 -0400

Everything happens at exactly the right time. I’ve found the pace of fate moves and translates easier when remaining grateful at all times, for all that is, was, and ever will be, in your personal reality along with every other reality, and sensing their interception; keeping communication lines and receivers clear, to open our eyes and see beyond the barriers we assume to be finite within this structure of our personal life, our shelter, our mind. We have pre-decided our existence, our existence is school which means test after test, and once leisure time is spent without shame regret impatience assumption or resentment we recall without the notes, or photographs and move out of our own way focusing in on our path, our passion, our memories. We follow our excitement, our coincidences, our miracles. We accept we are witnesses, and to realize we’ve the guidance of a source beyond proof all the while is when our body mind and spirit align to become the light love and change we’ve wished to see. There is no fear, only anticipation, assumption, miscommunication, and procrastination. /safe.

safe camp in sharpy until I have the money, lets save us all,...

Fri, 15 Jun 2012 04:20:00 -0400

safe camp in sharpy until I have the money, lets save us all, thank you mr green - for everything

in my place

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 13:45:04 -0400

a memory cycles through and happens again-still being now, i am able to fulfill said event, and not erase what was inbetween / the miracles i divided by i denied / but capture it all and make of it music, sounds out of what was in turn letting go of ghosts/ untangling burdens - allowing me to push through time to expand yet reconnect space; like recycled Love…

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Photo

Sun, 01 Apr 2012 04:04:57 -0400

O brother

Sat, 31 Mar 2012 23:52:00 -0400

the ocean once held daughters softly

So, the secret power of love vs the obvious corruption of knowledge continues (about each fiber of each and everything screaming silently and moving steady NOW (/heartbeat _lines CUT:

now

Wed, 21 Mar 2012 17:11:00 -0400

no fear.

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anthonygreenschildren: It’s a record! IV coming sooner than you...

Tue, 20 Mar 2012 02:09:00 -0400

anthonygreenschildren:

It’s a record! IV coming sooner than you think (Taken with instagram)

“severing the tie between mother and child.” ps/you changed my life/light.

o brother

Tue, 20 Mar 2012 01:43:00 -0400

(“house is a house that moves just like the ocean.”) (/7 years ago.)

stay

ever changing, in the moment sounds

and color

don’t delay or question a thing

the daze will get you lost - i swear

a forest of fear and trees unfarmiliar

ive been in the hell

the swell that we all feed to fear of

darkness will become us if we

dont fight this machine of an ego

darkness will become of us

its in the center

cant you remember ?

happy birthday, you’re evicted from your house.

i was an angry cat and all of them just little

mice.

i wasnt nice but

now that i know

now that i know oh god

im sure you’ll let me in

but ive got cleaning up of a mess of lies ive led

and now that i know the present moment

i swear to tell the truth and nothing but

please dont go - dead relatives, the number 7

and 11:11

i will sing and be of only light

i am forever grateful/ “its all built upon a burial ground”

formspring.me

Tue, 20 Mar 2012 00:42:35 -0400

Ask me questions about truth http://www.formspring.me/PSISEALION

maybe

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 23:34:04 -0400

he’s right.

maybe it is all this love for someone ive yet to meet, to greet randomly on the street.

maybe it’s you years from now.

i know i will be loved

i just have to keep dishing it.

keep it really real, and killer…be e z..

patience…as Anthony would say.

“spinning lights

don’t be scared

you have given so much more

spinning lights

take me there

He has risen

pull me under.”

i miss you too. i wasn’t in a very good state of mind a few years ago and I apologize for any...

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 22:57:19 -0400

i miss you too. i wasn’t in a very good state of mind a few years ago and I apologize for any hurtful things I may have said to you. i am not entirely sure of everything that had taken place but here we are now and i hope everything is well with you.

I want to live.

Sat, 17 Mar 2012 21:56:00 -0400

I want to live.

visions

Sat, 17 Mar 2012 21:14:00 -0400

blood stained dress

pretty promises kept to all of them

wept my garden

in my dreams we’re fighting sleep

im sick of the ugly in me

i am not this dark

i am not this sinister

i come from light

this is the good fight

we can do this

11 17

“Let not my words be ripped from the throat of a horror.

Oh, forgiver! Where is justice in letting me live?”

Did you end up getting into film school?

Thu, 01 Dec 2011 10:33:59 -0500

Yes! I was accepted, I just keep putting off my start date.

coming clean…

Tue, 27 Sep 2011 21:58:02 -0400

coming clean…

Video

Tue, 27 Sep 2011 21:08:40 -0400

Video

Sun, 11 Sep 2011 23:48:00 -0400

you must wait 7 days.

Sun, 11 Sep 2011 22:28:12 -0400

you must wait 7 days.

Video

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 19:23:00 -0400