made a decision last night about this closed door.

just noting it for now. going to let it percolate while i sleep. sink in. hopefully. this deals with the error of trying to give. with boundaries. and with the attachment to self and ego that impacts what compassion should be. oof. yeah. that’s the sound of a sledgehammer to my temple. more tomorrow.

another tile in an ongoing work that will eventually be a series of tiles set in relation to one another. this one, entitled ‘compassion’. seven images used, all aspects of the tradition or images that relate to experiences here with entering the stream. as with the previous, carefully modulated out of any recognizable space and into one that melds them all… then, the curls and seeds.

i’m home today, sick as a dog. can’t sleep anymore, and miserable when trying to lay down, so am sitting in front of the computer trying to keep myself distracted. have been dabbling in digital composition and such again lately… lost all the efforts of years past in the hardware failure back in ’02 or ’03 (already forgetting). this, the first item created since that loss, is a composite of several images and photographs, carefully massaged into nothingness, then blended using shapes that have been calling to me lately. decided to call it ‘unity’ for a variety of reasons. most […]

Sucked into bad life like a box of rancid chocolates given to a starving diabetic. Well, this only applies to stupid people. Stupid diabetics, anyway.

not sure why this seems to rouse the little voice inside, but it does. so keeping up with keeping its progression archived. has to be a reason. somewhere, a lesson.

thought for the day…

sometimes i really dislike that i can’t just log my life. this, a post made tonight, placed here as a reminder to myself. of many things. most of which wouldn’t mean a thing to anyone else… maybe. who knows. hence putting it here… just in case.

i’m feeling a little upset right now. there is this huge conflict in life that is only going to get worse the further i go on this path. or better. maybe it’s just a matter of perspective.

well. here’s another one.