Monthly Archives: August 2016
GRAFFITI | Noise | Fitzroy — The Fourth Walls
Lalalalalaaaaa*** “Q-Tip – Life Is Better ft. Norah Jones” xoxo ^.^
Unnatural – Nina

You ever wonder if this is all a little too right?
Or a little too wrong?
If life was previously scripted?
Would that explain the mystic?
Or am i being superstitious that god would hold me like he’s superficial.
Haunted taunted and flaunted; fraud, a masquerade ; a facade ascertained:
Such… Immense Pain
From the darkness of which I abide; just simply trying to hide
From everything.
Wondering if life is a cruel joke and I’m the punchline…
I’m just indulging you in my psychotic life enduced paranoia
Pretend your me for just a moment
Everything I’ve ever done and seen and been did a god condone it?
I have extremed hightened senses that might implement the actions of a lunatic
A full moon is lit and the night is luminous
You must be new to this…
Welcome to a place where you’re not afraid to die because if you don’t die you’re afraid they’ll die because we all came here to die.
No lie.
I haven’t slept in days; its been about a week and I’m a subject of 21st century ways
How unnatural is this age
It can make anybody crazy
Maybe?
-Nina
Emptiness in Form – Buddhist Photography

Meditation: Photograph: Athit Perawongmetha/Reuters

In Zazen…

“In zazen, leave your front door and your back door open. Let thoughts come and go. Just don’t serve them tea.”
MAMMOTH BATH — Enchanted Forests
A Prayer for Mother Earth

Write.

Write?
It’s Sunday around Noon
I had to get out n grab some things.
I’m at the Indian restaurant restaurant at the entrance to the borough.
Dancehall in my headphones as I wait for my order.
100 Degrees outside so I walked here in a sexy summer dress.
The breeze felt amazing as I walked the concrete.
Luminous sunshine.
I talked to my girl on the phone on the way.
We are working on a plan to move in together.
Phone got heavy so I said I would call her back.
It can wait.
Passed a kid with braids walking his pit bull.
For some reason it feels like I am dreaming as I write this.
I can’t wait to get home.
Open up all the windows.
Feel the wind.
And unwind.
-Nina



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