Rhythmic Chaos

"But I don't want comfort. 

 I want God, I want poetry, 

 I want real danger, 

 I want freedom, 

 I want goodness. 

 I want sin."

 - Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

My Private Taj Mahal

Neon

"Every night I cut out my heart.

 But in the morning it was full again." 

                                              - Almásy (The English Patient)

Same dream, seventh night
Lost in the same bright light

Thoughts scattered
Dreams shattered

Where are your loving hands?

Prayers For The Wild at Heart

July 7th, 2012. We drove 66 miles down Highway 39, just for a lungful of fresh air. 

We got on top of the hills, kissed our fist and touched the sky. It was good. 

"This whole world's wild at heart and weird on top."

— Lula, Wild at Heart