November 29, 2010

The products we hold show the people where we’ve been and who we’ve encountered. The products we wear define us as individuals to the people. The products we support define us as good people, bad people, cool people, or ugly people to the people. We the people define us the people as individuals, as product wearing carrying and bearing, as slaves to the endless consumption of product. We the people, dislike the people.


House in Shambles

November 21, 2010

Wall paper peeling, brown water leaking, everybody sleeping.

Under the Influence

October 18, 2010

I’d say I’ve lived a fairly psychotic life for an average girl.

Beautiful change

October 9, 2010

Leaves turn yellow, shades of red. Ground gets cold, shrubs go dead. Sun sets earlier, coffee seems hotter. This beautiful change, ends with us feeling emptier.

Change of pace

September 23, 2010

And out of step. Inferiority versus guilt. Lost their minds to the mines. Ruined beyond a crisp burnt kitchen. Losing self versus losing sense. Words become images of what’s to come. Out of step.

Secrets of a past life

September 6, 2010

Secrets told, secrets held.

“Tell me everything.”

“I did. And look where it got us.”

“I just wanted to be close to you.”

Oma always says,

September 5, 2010

that she can see things through her thumb, that Mum is in every rainbow and a piece of e every butterfly, and that she’s not just a pretty face. I believe every word because she never ceases to amaze me and her comfort is my comfort.