my boring life in pretty pictures

I want to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.

—Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays (via observando)

Wings. I want them…

There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.

—Cate Tiernan (via observando)

That time of night when the rain washes everything away - take that with you as well.

That time of night when the rain washes everything away - take that with you as well.

This back has been stabbed too many times. This is my sword now…

This back has been stabbed too many times. This is my sword now…

I am stuffing your mouth with your promises and watching you vomit them out upon my face.

—Anne Sexton (via observando)

Perfect timing….

The days aren’t discarded or collected, they are bees
that burned with sweetness or maddened
the sting: the struggle continues,
the journeys go and come between honey and pain.
No, the net of years doesn’t unweave: there is no net.
They don’t fall drop by drop from a river: there is no river.
Sleep doesn’t divide life into halves,
or action, or silence, or honor:
life is like a stone, a single motion,
a lonesome bonfire reflected on the leaves,
an arrow, only one, slow or swift, a metal
that climbs or descends burning in your bones.

—Pablo Neruda, Still Another Day (via observando)

The sting…

Sometimes it’s just what it is - nothing at all…

Sometimes it’s just what it is - nothing at all…

Everybody should have at least one day in their life like this a month. Amazing to be a part of such a beautiful group of talented peeps!

Everybody should have at least one day in their life like this a month. Amazing to be a part of such a beautiful group of talented peeps!

My vaudeville legs

My vaudeville legs

Self discovery is just self mockery in reverse…

Self discovery is just self mockery in reverse…

My “artist pass” for the Just For Laughs Festival in Montreal. MC of Candyass Cabaret tonight, and it was epic..

My “artist pass” for the Just For Laughs Festival in Montreal. MC of Candyass Cabaret tonight, and it was epic..

Sometimes the tears just come - not of my own sadness, but of the collective melancholy within each star in the night sky.

Peace of mind comes when we exercise our right to be honest, especially with ourselves.

—Jack R. Rose, The Cedar Post (via observando)

Be honest…

Reverence - it could be as difficult or as simple as this…

Reverence - it could be as difficult or as simple as this…