standing there looking up down

standing there looking up down, originally uploaded by źéń.

lyric water

lyric water, originally uploaded by źéń.

i try to live so lightly that my heart would float on water and move downstream effortlessly...

gear-tarp

geartarp, originally uploaded by źéń.

inside abstract

inside abstract, originally uploaded by źéń.

pole texture

pole texture, originally uploaded by źéń.

cloud pole

cloud pole, originally uploaded by źéń.

dirty little abstract

dirty little abstract, originally uploaded by źéń.

reflection zones

reflection zones, originally uploaded by źéń.

It seemed to Justus that the point at which he finally lived in his own head was the moment before he lost it. To be aware that he had become aware was to lose that first simple revelation and suddenly be thrust into the tumbling dominoes of thinking that he's thinking. How often his mind had struggled and finally achieved that epiphanous thinking outside the box only to have the box collapse into a sort of nothing-point that left him realizing that he's only in a bigger box, more difficult even to see out of. Never did he get the calm sensibility of being able to examine the box from the outside.

And like Jung's horse trying to be in it's own saddle, to BE it's own rider - he constantly fell into the dust of an afternoon's pleasure, flopping around like the spiritual cripple that he was.

rainy day lake

rainy day lake, originally uploaded by źéń.

she came sensing her want

she came sensing her want, originally uploaded by źéń.

Fell into the next sky like it was the duty of all pathogens - entitled to composition like parts of all the people she ever knew, but older, she told a favorite apparition of its appearance a few days earlier. The less mindful and more rote ghosts of walls gone sour couldn't move their assemblage point past the unpredictable. All of her talk and want and hysteria towards the go-karts had no place in the limited scope of replay.

After that she picked up a dusty iguana by the side of the track and howled metalic alien laughter at the thought of it "going someplace" as she drove it around in figure 8's.

thistle seeds

thistle seeds, originally uploaded by źéń.

day 4 of helen and i quitting smoking (yet again... i know... but this time she's on chantix and that seems to be helping) and both of seem somewhat tender and light-headed.

burnt treated wood

burnt treated wood, originally uploaded by źéń.

green pole taped

green pole taped, originally uploaded by źéń.

learning curve

learning curve, originally uploaded by źéń.

gloom shovels

gloom shovels, originally uploaded by źéń.

crows communicating

crows communicating, originally uploaded by źéń.

viral paint on iron

viral paint on iron, originally uploaded by źéń.

thistle flower and the green bee

thistle flower and the green bee, originally uploaded by źéń.

community canvas

community canvas, originally uploaded by źéń.

part of the group canvas that people were adding to at the Bele Chere festival here in Asheville