…but I know the winds guide me to starlight.
Posted in philosophy, photos, Poetry
Tagged cranes, fun, Houston, i'm back, image manipulation, inescapable, no time, photos, starlight
Tagged a haunted house, digital, experiment, Houston, iphone, longoria, media, photography, pipe's dream
Update:
Miss click, it happens.
I uploaded this a few minutes ago with no title. Accidents do happen.
I take my shirt off because it’s hot. That’s true, and tomorrow a cold front is expected. It’s May!
And where the hell is autocorrect when you need it?
Ah, sorry, I forgot I was thinking. I forgot I was typing.
I hope everyone is excellent with good vibes. Here are some photos.
Why am I reading this in a Werner Herzog inner monologue?
We have to censor ourselves less and less and less.
Just sharing this special video on one of the greatest music producers/beat makers.
Peace.
Posted in documentary, Music, vids of the day
Tagged collection, crate diggers, fuse, j dilla, vinyl, yancey
Life conceived from an oceanic uteri
Lathered on eon fists
In dreaming film psis
From the corners of dark swells
Tolled the son
Shining midnight suns
Posted in word assembling
Tagged dreaming, information age, micro, short, sons, suns, words
Posted in photos
Tagged bicycle, bike, Brad pitt, critical mass Houston, Jesus, manipulation, photobomb
What is thought but a thing invented out of thin air
I wanted more coffee but I was hungry and ate oatmeal
This jazz transferred light from distant
Multiple light year suns
Monosyllabically
Only the search for the truth within, if such thing does exist.
Enthusiast of music, movies, poker.
Occupation: Flame Thrower
Location: Pale Blue Dot
