french kissing affliction .

 Then he said ,

"Have you ever lost yourself in a kiss? I mean pure psychedelic inebriation. Not just lustful petting but transcendental metamorphosis when you became aware that the greatness of this being was breathing into you. Licking the sides and corners of your mouth, like sealing a thousand fleshy envelopes filled with the essence of your passionate being and then opened by the same mouth and delivered back to you, over and over again - the first kiss of the rest of your life. A kiss that confirms that the universe is aligned, that the world's greatest resource is love, and maybe even that God is a woman. With or without a belief in God, all kisses are metaphors decipherable by allocations of time, circumstance, and understanding"

- Saul Williams .

sometimes, when pigs are flying in a fallen sky, i place my life in a tar pit. unable to move or make mistakes, it sits at ease, waiting for my command. i need that. and there, sitting in the moments of space and emptiness, i can collect myself enough to move forward. i gather the scents of disaster, the reflections of death, and echos of disappointment. i fill this heavy load with helium and let it fly away. the little things - a boyfriend bullet missed or saul william's quoted kiss, will just have to suffice for now ...


  1. Where does your inspiration come from

  2. like everyone else i get a lot of inspiration block. but i think the key is not to discredit the "little moments" and emotions b/c those have so much to say...