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So I started thinking of my grandmother as our family’s Phoenix. Lola Mayme was a strong-headed, wonderful, religious woman who fought the complications of her health long before meeting her maker. There were many times throughout this journey where we watched her go into the Emergency Room, admitted the ICU and come back home. I had seen a Phoenix rise and fall many times and my expectation was that I would get to see her fly home once more. But when I heard that she had passed and wasn’t coming back, I realized it was time to rest her wings. I wanted to emulate an image of the Phoenix bird, to celebrate a rise and fall through ashes, as did Lola Mayme. I dedicate my drawing to her (view drawing here).

personal excerpt from Release Date 2013/04/23 via livejournal.

featured: Kailaboration, Phoenix - Bankrupt! poster. photo by naokai.

everyone said I look nice today. I feel great about that; I feel great about me. :)

Time is not measured by clocks,
but by the beating of her heart.
Seconds equate to every breath she takes;
the uncertainty when she wakes. Days
describe the deterioration of health.
Minutes, our last few moments together.

…

So hold my hand and go to sleep;
Let us count the days to your release.

Rest your eyes, rest in peace;
Let us count the days to your release.

via livejournal.

To be fixated with the idea that someone is attracted may and reserve feelings for you: The instant that your eyes cross one another and you’re both smiling, you accept each other’s company. The relationship you share evolves into a growing curiosity, a slight fondness with no harm nor ill-will. Enjoy time spent in the innocence of ambiguity. Whatever feelings will follow can either make or break the friendship that you hold. Crush.

via livejournal. I haven’t written anything in awhile that I felt was tumblr-share worthy, but maybe this entry can relate to the innocent children within us.

(20100608 - Sampling Speakers) Wow, look at the date on this video.

Looking at footage from our old Polygamy of Musique series puts a smile on my face, because it’s remnant of a fantasy that we created, shared and lived at one point. Everyone who knew about this believed and supported our DJ project, recieving lots of love and respect from friends. Part of me reverts to these memories and in my mind I have this wild desire to play again, but it’s not the same without my partner. So for now I collect vinyls, just like him.

“old mixtapes” excerpt via livejournal.

Inscape 2013 - peacock fan by ~puremysterysolved

I’m satisfied with this illustration. It took me awhile to get the feathers down, but after many unsuccessful attempts I did it and I think she looks great. :)

I hear my cries from the outside, “NO! STOP!”. I’m yelling in the waking world, but the demon continues. He starts catching up to me and I begin to panic. “wake yourself up! c’mon!” …

I haven’t howled in my sleep in a long time. One of my friends says when you hear your own cries, you’re hearing yourself as you’re sleeping. Who or What could be eating me up inside? I wonder.

This moment alone consumes my mind.
Please rub your hands against mine,
warm us up if you would be so kind.

via livejournal.

Thanks Dear … I want to show off my haircut to you and all of the people viewing my tumblr. I love when the stylist cuts my hair chic short. I think it’s cute and sexy.

yanderegal:

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Inscape 2013 - possessive petals by ~puremysterysolved - an illustration I created for this years Magazine. I’m excited for this one!

I bought this beanie from Hot Topic clearance awhile back, it’s been very convenient during winter. I noticed religious folks at the train station avoided me when I came around tonight. I guess red horns really are ignored by pamphlet people. >:o

It was so cold this morning my lips turned blue! @ 6:30AM before hitting the Gym.