broken bitter

Broken bitter. You let it all weigh on your nights. Mirrors reflect flashbacks, pandora box of memories, you relish in reliving. Stop there. Let your fractured pieces heal themselves internally. One shouldn't peel a scab if one is not ready to possibly draw blood. You see what you wish. Beauty beyond the scars. Feeding your emptiness with disguised nourishment. Illusions have killed many. Plagues rot perception. Genocides of emotions. Your expectations are forever ruined by your falsity. Yet within every glance you chase your reflection, trying to capture images. Those needing to be left on the other side of the glass. Double sided rooms fool no one, unless the fool is you. Nearly every night, you forget to appreciate the day, broken bitter. Open your eyes.

forest, tree, leaves....

once was. is.

2003.

While traveling (via greyhound) in college from GA to FL, I peered out of my window and suddenly connected to nature in a way that has yet to escape me.

I saw my ancestors among the forest. I felt their spirits within the simplicity of the trees, the movement of the branches, and their sway from side to side.

It was almost so effortlessly. As if they were being guided from some divine hand. I could smell their sweet scent, feel the warmth of them watching me. All my bitter brokenness became whole.

It (the aura) cuffed my ego, and stimulated my curiosity, while increasing my pride. I was reborn. New.

All through mother nature. And since have been giving her all respect. Reaching to pose as a reflection of such, a lifestyle as inspiration, to calm my complexities. Watching their stillness, even among the most turbulent storms, they stand. Withstand the test. Forest. Trees. Branches. Leaves. Roots. Trunk. Souls.

I am learning. Observing.

And so what of this? How is this important to our existence? When he tells me of a story where the forest is overseen for the trees. And yet here I am worshiping each branch. What now? I guess I am beyond living.

Feather Pen Tat

I had this tatoo for some time, I think a year roughly. Melvin Todd at City of Ink graced me with this and hit my Achilles in the same session. This past weekend I went back for a touch up. Finger tatoo's are tricky business, but I love my none the less. No matter how many touch ups I have to get its something special! In hieroglyphics a feather represents wisdom and truth. The addition of the ink/fountain tip flows with the writer as well as the placement. Thanks Melvin!!!! Check his blog out too! And send you love to City of Ink....

Purge

Since my return from New Hampshire for the summer my writing hasn't been the same. My mind has been chasing other priorities, and writing has been a need I wanted badly to escape with. I finally had a chance to purge. Through the assistance of artistic inspiration, borrowing one liners, concepts, and serving as response pieces, I broke out about 10 pieces in the last 24 hours. Purge......thank you.

Confession

Your truths make everyone else's truths look like lies

suicide

I wouldn't mind dying today so as long as you post this so everyone can read:

"Words are means of expressing the depth of the ocean, the height of the sky, and the simplicity of observation."

Everything in question is under the scrutiny of truth, the validity of circumstance, and toying the line of integrity.

If you must over think love, then are you really loving? If you must worry about consequences, then how do you justify your actions?

Just remember time does not stop when death pays a visit.

My words will be timeless. Worth every second.

Support CITY OF INK's London Trip!

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