Tag: Photography
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Vancouver Departures pt 1 (Into the Bardo)
“what is it like to die?” i asked. so small. so timid. my words, unveiling fate. aware of what’s to come, i cannot backtrack. thirty two hours from now.. departure. time is not linear, and in this moment, i need it to freeze. he is this embodiment. he is this person. with him, i feel bonded.like family, from another time. i…
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December
November came and wentSo fast it blew through, A wind I was not ready for. I was left in its wakeUngrounded, and seeking cover. Thieving my purity and lightAnd left me in chill of night.Alive, but I’m not quite convincedThat I am doing much living these days. As it all replays, I am trying To find the warmthOf closure. …
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the wild ones
as i becomemore and more disenchanted and broken beyond repair- i go, without a planletting myself getlost in the forest. i find them there.or do they find me? eyes are lockedtrust is built. a danceinto unknown. we pausein the void. i find the truth i was seeking, spoken by those who cannot speak. they are mineto observe.i am theirsto protect. and…
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Earth
I should have known everything was about to changeThe way the sky painted itself with other worldly hues, a premonition.I went home to get my camera, I had a feeling.. I found myself laying on my bedroom floor, stretched out, On my tummy, my arms folded under my headIntuitively aware of all surroundings, pausing. This was not…
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A Summer Soul Revival; The Prologue
I’m not sure what led me there, But I was being led,I was happy to follow. (Today was the day I felt ready to face my newly found fear of stillness.) I brought myself to a treasured nook of mine in the city. A hidden look out point, accessible by foot, home to some of my…
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