| No care for execution, we’re about that mass distribution | Numbers, volume, large consumption - shovel it in | Feed a hole that’s getting bigger | Empty views from empty stares - blind eyes behind gaping glares | Stretch yourself to fit a growing mass | Striped of value, void of class | What’s a name when over-spoken? | Make ourselves no more than tokens | Many fragments, no more whole | So many personalities, so little soul. | image @jackdavisonphoto

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NOW

Now is a three letter word over in its breath. Now is the biggest smallest gift. Now is the air between us. Now is the chance you'll take or miss. Now is a fragile promise.  Now is the glance we'll share, as we raise our glass - to seize a future knowing nows don't last. 

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They've got a platform but they're one-dimensional. Their greatest high is social collateral. manipulated messages, loosely stitched from other's tight thoughts. Lack of imagination never gave them hesitation. But there's the knowing and there's the known. The truth is feather light; it travels on its own.  Clench those fists, fingers pointing back at you. Don't need to raise a hand, just let them stew.  Self loathing so apparent, busy harvesting hate. Dillusion has the wheel, ensuring their fate. Keep that talk going; we'll keep it action packed. Stories a synthetic filler, for depth you've always lacked. Fulfill that caps count with what you think you know - far as counting character, you've got a ways to go.

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The Problem with Seedless Watermelon

Our new existence is seedless watermelon. We all don't want to be disturbed. Life is too troubling. Too loud. Too busy. For the slightest of (extra) inconveniences. Everywhere we look to groom our interactions to be smooth and smoother still: text your mom, sad face reply to a friend, wear your headphones, stare at your screen, unfollow, unfriend, turn off emotions and turn on filters. So many filters. We want to be flawless, and cleansed and detoxed. And yet, our minds are overrun with anxieties that we can't quite place or stamp out. We've simplified, streamlined and outright eliminated so much of the beauty that comes with the complexity of life and living in it. In an attempt to outrun our own emotions- we're circumventing the solution to growing into them. Complexity, connection, friction, discussion, discomfort, growth. This cycle is beautiful and defies documentation. The process is the prize. Like getting a watermelon seed in a juicy bite and seeing  how far you can spit it. The joy is hidden just beyond the inconvenience. 

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Secret Lives of Everyday Objects: No.1 Scissors

In some circles, I'm known as destructive. But it's really a matter of perspective. When I enter a room, I have a way of adding to the situation; you give me one and I'll make it two. I personally can only see this as a positive. Although I have a cutting sense of humour, I favour quiet, solitary activities like découpage or scrapbooking. In these hobbies, I find myself and get lost in the process. Working hand in hand, each fluid movement forward of blade meeting blade is a dance of creation. My talents are often taken for granted or neglected for months at a time. Laid to rest in a dark drawer, I wait patiently for a glimpse of light. I'll be all but forgotten until my gifts are needed to clip a lock of hair, plunge into a package that refuses to reveal its contents or snip a stubborn garment tag. It can be a lonely life being an artist. Nonetheless, there's always work to be done. I am needed to fearlessly cut away the old and reveal the potential of the new. 

No. 1 Scissors

insomnia's relentless inquiry

What is the best almond milk that doesn't have the consistency of day old dish water? Should I get my eyebrows feathered? Micro-bladed? Are they secretly the exact same thing and does one eventually age into Bela Lugosi? Does Netflix employ a full-time suit tailor just for Robin Wright? If so, is this why she isn't paid as much as Kevin Spacey? Now that she's prez will this be a power play outside of the show - with life imitating art in the form of a bonus? Can she at least keep those suits? Are polar bears still a thing or have they gone extinct during the Trump presidency without anyone noticing? And bees? So necessary. When coffee starts becoming scarce people will create an Instagram post for the bees. Maybe Beyonce will get behind it. The Beyhive for the Beehive - Giving us Lyfe and Giving us Life. Serving honey and making honey ....etc. etc. 

What is the best almond milk that doesn't have the consistency of day old dish water? Should I get my eyebrows feathered? Micro-bladed? Are they secretly the exact same thing and does one eventually age into Bela Lugosi? Does Netflix employ a full-time suit tailor just for Robin Wright? If so, is this why she isn't paid as much as Kevin Spacey? Now that she's prez will this be a power play outside of the show - with life imitating art in the form of a bonus? Can she at least keep those suits? Are polar bears still a thing or have they gone extinct during the Trump presidency without anyone noticing? And bees? So necessary. When coffee starts becoming scarce people will create an Instagram post for the bees. Maybe Beyonce will get behind it. The Beyhive for the Beehive - Giving us Lyfe and Giving us Life. Serving honey and making honey ....etc. etc. 

Negative Postives

You were told a lie all along. The lie is that the empty space in the glass was the negative and the liquid was the positive. But what if you're totally hydrated. Perhaps too saturated. What if more isn't always more? Every corner whispers, do more. Buy more. Be more by having more and more and more. But what if what we need is the negative. Less distraction. Less stuff. A negative space. A quiet room. A look inside. An empty glass to hold up and realize it was never empty after all. It is filled with light.

The Ties that Bind (and Smother)

Being around family can be a real stripping down of "adulting". All our practical methods for resolving conflict that have been carefully cultivated go straight out the window. Reaching for one emotion to cleanly operate within is like trying to select a single thread from a spider web. You pull back and the whole web of every past exchange is all over you. And there's that spider, tap dancing to a tune of irrational behavior and coming straight for you...