12.09.2009

sanity in one click

repetitive momentum. felt in my bones. i find myself moving backwards and forwards, side to side, without realizing. a soloist becomes a duo with the voice within my head. 


who i am - whatever that may be - these physical scribbles serve as my inspiration. the one thing that can center myself.


this genre, this art form, sketches my life - sharp, angular, smudged. key moments are aided in replaying. by helping me feel more. see more.


restarting the never silent movement in my bones. the inner rythem that is aching to break out. be heard. the creative steps that fall out of me.


  • igniting my thoughts and fingertips - linking the two faster then i can keep up with. creating and piecing together much more then i thought i could.
  • creates aches in my heart - to fulfill so much more, but to not feel shut down and stunted. 
  • to revel in where i may be and to use it. as insipartion. as drive. as meaning.
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to all that is good,




it is in the chords. the riffs. the repetitive momentum. in the words that tell more than a story, your story. they speak of a raw truth that i identify with. i understand. can appreciate beyond knowing.




in everything. everything i say. i think. i feel. i breathe.
there is not a moment that i don't feel more intensly with this aid. it is dangerous for how it raises the limits & the horizon.
i would not live or survive without it. for this i owe you.

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