a bit busy these days
writing music & poetry, trying to record some of it, practicing violin & bass, getting lots of important reading/studying done, working, doctors visits, etc. So I may not be posting as often for a little while. See y’all soon!
Baroque, a book, and a breeze
how I’m spending my afternoon :-)
silverwitch: Danu's Dance →
silverwitch: Warm and moist beneath the hill voices and laughter are soft and shrill glints of light and shadows long move & merrying the long night thru Danu’s children in morning emerge anew Slumber and waking each in their time music and laughter interlace and combine earnest crafts folk of diminutive size dance with creativity before the eyes and tumbling out the treasures come The...
Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything...– Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (via elige)
irrelevanceisbliss: Nothing burns more than raindrops, washing away the day’s sorrows — for you know that even fond memories will be sodden by tomorrow. The thing with rain and change and time is they all fade out, they all sublime — and though they’re porous, valproic things, a life with(out) them does sourly sting. The sunshine harms and penetrates the souls we’ve built to weather, but...
” Inimical Chimera” by After Forever ...
Last episode of House. Shower. Sleep.
Going in early for extra training tomorrow (kinesiology, and postural/gait assesment)…so I’ll be at work for 12hrs tomorrow.
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree.– Albert Einstein (via toouncouthforthisyouth)
Study me as much as you like, you will never know me, for I differ a hundred...– Rumi (via cavesoflilith)
Diary of Dissonance: Whatever Comes Out (exercises... →
diary-of-dissonance: Swaying bodies. Flashing brains. Dancing flames. Burning hands. Far-off journeys. No set plans. Whatever will be, will be. Neck falls limp. Center eye open. Breathing galaxy. Words unspoken. These hands can crush or heal and I feel like a spinning wheel. Blackbird songs and pounding drums. Rising moon and setting sun. My travel’s just begun. My blood is...