static
The mountains are cold
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Windows of heaven
Sleeping
Yellow.
Oh flap your wings. Oh start a wild tempest.
Oh throw rain on this land.
Full of flowers,
yet so desolate.
Oh throw rain on this land.
Full of flowers,
yet so desolate.
you never do talk back
oh, flap your wings once for yes.
The days come and go. (i'm back)
It's 8 months later, and I am surrounded by new horizons: I'm a College grad, diploma signed by none other than the terminator himself, with his first 'career' job and first apartment on his own.
I've seenchanges in the scenery fade away to invisible states each day since I moved further east. I'm in a new state. It's vastly different from the urban sprawl of the Los Angeles Valley. I feel though I'm participating in a sociological experiment every time I go to a store.
Won't be long now. I'll have the internet at home. I'll have day trips around the state. I'll have new horizons to share with you all.
Kung Hei Fat Choi
Venice Pier
static motion
there is something about venice.
Understanding
understanding light.
or shadow
or shadow
big adventure
What's your name? I don't remember.
Where are you from? I don't remember.
Do you remember anything?
I remember... the Alamo.
[cheers]
Where are you from? I don't remember.
Do you remember anything?
I remember... the Alamo.
[cheers]
second thirds
thirds
leap.
explain for yourself
The corner
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