feet in the air head on the ground. remaining unclassified and (relatively) untamed. sprightly wit. Late nights, long drives, poetry. INCOMPLETE and loose ends. The inextricable. the hell in hello and goodbye in more. nights out and in movies. psychomachy endless. staying in bed just because you can (when you really can't) road raging, free dancing. obvious weaknesses-and Inevitably backtracking. writing letters I never send. history channel at 5am (not so distant) memories suspended in peripheral vision. feckless and reckless. one-liners. tightly holding on and letting go lightly. unannounced party fleeing. metaphorical diving headlong into pools that you know are too shallow and you're Likely to crash and burn, it might hurt, but I do it anyway. absolutely bizarre dreams concerning unstable bridges, free falling airplanes, war flashbacks and hiding from the natives. Deja vous. Now and then, I make sense. the disappearing act (not from the party). details. always details. inherently detailed. coruscating smiles (yours, not mine). Resting between the lines and the fine prints come to life. brothers, sisters. Family. oh and writing my own ending.
Sukhothai, Thailand

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Sukhothai, Thailand

Smoke signals and splashes of color

“I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you’ll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.”
― Neil Gaiman

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Mara Hoffman

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Mara Hoffman

Sep 13th at 1PM / via: rminerva / op: rminerva / reblog / 15 notes

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I’m not searching for a savior

in these crowded streets


I’m just watching for that small piece


of God that they say lies in all of us.


I wait for that divinity …

Whispering through her shakey voice

Or his guilty plea for forgiveness …

or in your tear swamped eyes.

I want to whitness…

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Parachutes: "We have yet to break the surface"I gently wispered after what seemed... →

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"We have yet to break the surface"
I gently wispered after what seemed to be endless hours of scratching the stars away from the iridescent sky with my fingertips to shelter them inside my hands and feel their light. My overall intention was that of stripping

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