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I Gave My Soul to a New Religion … 16 – 21/365

Pictures to catch me up on “picture a day”. I should start calling it picture dump to catch me up. We all know I love music. I’ve been feeling down and having a hard time lately so this weekend I hopped around to a couple of cities to visit my favorite soul surgeons.

Leah Shapiro , drummer for Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Robert Levon Been, bass (and all the instruments also) of Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Peter Hayes, guitar (and all kinds of other instruments) of Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

These guys were the opening band, The Night Beats. Lovely way to open the shows. In Houston the bassist’s mom came up and got on the rail with us. She couldn’t stop gushing about how adorable her son was on stage. That’s support man

I went to two cities, Houston and New Orleans. Other than my pictures of the show in Houston I didn’t really take many others. I just didn’t find as much that captivated me.

New Orleans … that’s going to be it’s own post because it’s one of my favorite US cities (with the exception of the band pictures, BRMC pics above are the New Orleans show).

Candid

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Mosaic 7-15/365

It’s been a minute since I’ve posted pictures … I have obviously not done well with keeping up on “a picture a day”.

Today I was thinking about mosaics. How intricate they are. Hundreds of tiles layered together into designs. Sometimes very intricate, sometimes simple, sometimes the beauty lies in the simplicity.

A couple years ago I went to Greece and ended up on Delos, an island about a 20 minute ferry ride from Mykonos.

They’re restoring a lot of what’s outdoors on the island but they have a lot of original artifacts in the museum there.

The ancient Greeks loved their mosaics.

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Looking at these, I’m not sure all of these were mosaics. Some of them may actually just be paintings. The smaller ones had other displays in front of them making it hard for me to get close to get any kind of creative/close up shot.

I go out of town this weekend so you guys will finally maybe get some new travel pictures and not stuff from when I went gallivanting around Europe a couple years ago.

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Here’s To The End

WordPress Daily Prompt – Finally

Today ends what I’ve perceived as my roughly 2 day pity party.

Life is hard sometimes, everyone has shit they go through, things they have to battle. If you’re truly lucky you don’t have to walk those paths alone, you get to walk them with people you care about, who care about you, and will stick there with you through it.

Can we really judge people for jumping ship though? Sometimes what other’s are going through is just too much. Or maybe it’s far too heavy to bear in addition to the load you already carry.

We want to believe that people should be there for us no matter what. We want to believe that they should wait for us.

Truthfully that’s too high of an expectation. Not everyone understands and not everyone has the want to understand.

That’s ok.

At the end of the day we can’t control other’s, only ourselves and our reactions.

I can’t will someone to accept the long period it took me to come out of the dark. I couldn’t push someone to put their life on hold so I could push them away while I drowned.

I can’t fault someone who chooses to see that situation for what it is and steps back.

Life is funny.

It gives you what you wish for in the most surprising ways and at the most awkward times but it ensures that you learn and grow.

At the end of the day our memories are all we have and our perception will always be our reality. We can’t change that for other people, only ourselves, and we have to make peace with the decisions we made in the heat of the moment. Maybe you regret them but you can’t change them, you can only learn from those moments and change going forward.

And that’s ok too.

So here’s to the end of the year and the beginning of another.

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Float Among Galaxies

Flying through space and time

“Faster! Faster!” We cry.

We could die, it would be possible.

I can lean back and see everything,

I’m floating among galaxies

While dragging along the gutters.

Everything’s so beautiful from here.

Up or down, it no longer matters.

I’m but a bit of dust among these stars.

It never occurs to me that the rain is splattering the road

With oily traps made for little cars like this

Or that I’m not the only person floating in space,

Careening through oily gutter streams.

But I could die tonight and it would be ok

Because I’m loaded again anyway.

My head’s been filled with daydreams;

The stars could take me under their wings.

My particles could return home in pieces as they came.

But lying here in the road tonight,

It never occurs to me that this isn’t where I belong

Or that maybe one day you’d miss me.

Because all I can do is float among galaxies,

And drag along the gutters.

But I could die tonight,

And that would be ok.

Because it never occurs to me,

That you won’t hear it

When the last things I can say

Float among the galaxies

And drop along the gutters.

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Dying Days

I love the moment of evening
When the day clings with increasing desperation
Painting the sky in smoky pinks and hazy grays
With a bleary brush of dying days.
Perhaps it says much about me
That I would prefer to watch
The slow extinguish of the day’s flame
Than the brilliant lighting
After the darkest hours.
How can it be
That someone comes to love
The descent into night,
So much more than the rescue
From seemingly endless blight?
Maybe there’s no fear of the dark
When the stars are so clear
And a million galaxies streak across the sky
In all brilliant colors only visible in those moments
After the day has died.


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Slow Passions

WordPress Daily Prompt – Surreal

I fell into a dark hole
That took me to another world.
Another dimension,
On the other side of the view
We always enjoyed from the balcony
In that hotel overlooking the bay.
I was floating in a rowboat
With a fisherman’s net
And a head full of sun
As I watched the couple on the balcony
Dance in slow motion,
Against the rising clouds,
Over the slow jazz from the streets.
And I wondered
What it would be like to be loved
Just like that;
A gentle touch on my back,
Or the softest kiss on my neck.
To dance in slow motion,
Against the shadows
Of endless mourning.
Or in the kitchen,
Against the rising heat,
Of the moments
We make when your hands
Stray from my back
Down my hips and
Slowly up my thighs.
But my cheeks are burning
And the sun is setting.
The children will be crying
With a hunger buried deep within.
And there are hands to be bruised;
Knuckles to bleed.
For I’m not loved
In the way that leads us
To dance through the room
With slow passions.

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Silhouettes in Glass Houses

WordPress Daily Prompt – Popular

Silhouettes in Glass Houses
Strike dubious poses,
Against the blood-stained roses,
That line the window sill.
Tell your fears to the tall man in the dark.
With his whip and chain
He’ll cleanse your tainted spirit.
Painting a spattered scape
Across the black lit window.
Popular spot, this one.
Art they call it.
No one can see
Through the one-way pane.


Yesterday I completely forgot to plug our collaboration and the posting by Grabbety!

This week is all about writing routines, check out Grabbety’s advice, Writing Routines, In Search of Creativity

We’ll have more throughout the week from the rest of our amazing partner’s in crime.