so i know.
i am not this weird by accident.
i’m craving the burn form the sunshine, longing for nights spent laying out to gaze at the moon. in so many ways it satiates my spirit. i fled palm trees and beach breeze to voluntarily be encased in a concrete block of ice. when the city melts i will paint the best summer ever. show these good legs all summer long, wake up early to see the sun sneak high above the bridges and inhale deeper...
absolutely in love with nicole richie’s winter kate and house of harlow 1960 spring lines. I had the pleasure of seeing the pieces up close at the fall coterie trade show. just impressive. bravo nicole!
Its the images that never leave the minds cracks and caves. Particularly as a witness.
So I've learned.
Be wary of the free meal. Most the strings attached are invisible.
c'mon get lost...
comfort vs. unfamiliar? as I have riddled myself many times. I take change. adaptation is vital to survival. and finger to the pulse i’m still alive.
When art imitates life: Visual art by Musicians →
The RZA, Hiero, DJ Qbert, Shavo, East3: offer eye pleasing and mind stirring paintings, drawings and video installations reflecting what their words and beats often convey. watch and grow.
chilly bushwick window views. I’m watching. three gangsta kitties tip toe over frozen snow, they traipse in tracks already imprinted as to not create thier own. easier that way. cold creeps in at shallow levels I feel it wrapping around my bare feet. the skyline is not as tall here but the people are bundled up the same. treading lightly as not to fall. breath escapes my lips as if I am...
NYC in 3 a brilliant time lapsed tour of the city. Come live it if you dare, it’s far more thrilling in real life. created by: Mindrelic Josh Owens twitter.com/mindrelic email@example.com mindrelic.com
Motel is giving their dresses away. Make haste. →
delicious motel clothing at unreasonably low prices. gimme!
the port is warming my brain right now and this warmth is stimulating heavier thoughts. like what if I knew what people really conversed with themselves about or dreamed? what kind of danger would that impose? not dangerous simply in the physical nature, perhaps just freak me the fuk out i suppose. or what if I was able to create this utopia where I lived in a grass skirt close to the beach and...
the hearts and minds that are intertwined
arjoon: what were you thinking about?
arjoon: o yea? levitating where?
trippy: just up.
woe won't be me.
Yesterday my mind attempted sadness and failed. Negative thoughts won’t recieve welcome. They aren’t progressive. On this blustery day I will smile so the wind can freeze it in position and skip through the melting snow without slipping. Catch a vibe they are free! loveTripp
emily king sings Georgia (click to listen) →
and i still refuse to regret, on my own accord.
i don’t got to sleep to DreaM.– F. Apple
I’m akin to the #9 but seem more characteristic of #11. Today in particular as these properties embody me exactly. So they said: Meaning Of The Master Number 11 The 11 is a highly charged version of the 2 and all characteristics that apply for number 2 also apply for number 11. The characteristics represented by number 2 usually are enhanced in the master number 11. The following...
so I said
observation is the best means of learning. watch and grow.
plenty knowlege. little sense.
I have a sick list of desires and addictions and hard time telling myself NO. Trouble. I disfavor structure, rules, uniformity and order to a notable degree. I have sense enough to know they are mostly necessary but I’m certain there is a lucrative and equally stimulating means of success that lacks a certain level of linear focus. Focus in terms of limiting yourself to just one particular...
because no one is free when others are oppressed.– Sir Andre Benjamin
Brooklyn Dirty snow, frigid face, leafless limbs. People appear to move even faster this time of year. I long for the SUN to shine her strength again. But I do dig winter. Albeit more dangerous to navigate and annoying to dress for it has contributed to the dynamic of my existence to experience changing seasons. I bleed for my Miami but she is one dimensional in comparison. The energy of the...
So I said.
it doesn’t have to be right. it’s Real. - loveTripp
This goes out to you and me. Now is the official countdown time that initiates rocket ship lift off. Actions. Slightly attributed by the New Year, as most self-reflective insights and revelations are, but more so because it’s simply time to stop standing in my own way. I am a bit slower to mature than many yet far more progressive than most. An idea will not materialize if it remains in that...