eyesaremosaics
Eyes Are Mosaics
ENFP, Actor, Writer, Model, Photographer, and Overall Artist. Interests: Theatre, Silent Film, Noir, Pantomime, Expressionism, Interpretive Dance, Literature, Surrealism, Philosophy, Psychology, Lifting the veil, Poetry, Shoegaze, Post-Punk, Photography, Visions, Dreams, and Deja vu. Earth Magic and the thrill of the journey. Learning to become a child again, a knowing child.We build here, from the inside out.
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And just like that, I have you back. Even though I was able to let you go before…
The ocean of our love, spans over twenty years. How you stitched me to your side when we were only children. The threads stretch, they pull apart and loosen like a corset. In the slackening, I wondered if we were finished. Yet suddenly, this invisible thread connecting us began to pull in both directions, bringing the steel of our bones closer together again.
Exploring these feelings through music, running through the forest, running to the sea. You are reflected in me. In every beat of my heart I feel you. How wonderful it feels to have this feeling flood my heart. The little fires burning bright inside again. I kept this ember alive, in a deep chamber of my heart. Never daring to dream it would once roar into flames this high, this warm, this illuminating.
Unconscious tears fall slowly into my lap. This pain is healing pain. It moves through me like a poison being flushed out with an IV. We have plugged into one another again, and we both drip saline into each others veins. Cleansing, clearing the darkness of our past. How restorative this connection at this time.
How I long to hold you, to feel the warmth of your embrace, the softness of your lips against mine. The sweet caress of our skin brushing against one another. You complete me. My hearts darling, you can’t possibly know. The relief, the joy at this homecoming.
How long I have waited. Patiently weaving the tapestry of our love in silence, in absence, in the darkest nights of our souls. Knowing I can always see you in my dreams. This white hot passion between us in the 5D.
Yet now you talk to me. No more masks, no more posturing, no more ego taking up space. For the first time I think we are really seeing each other. I will continue to be patient, to let you bloom slowly, to build trust gradually. This is divinely guided. A sort of fairytale with you, my black hearted love.
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“I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”
— Ned Vizzini
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Oh that two year gap on my resume was when I was the architect of my own hell
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Norman Lindsay (1879-1969) - Shipwreck with Sirens
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“There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything.”
— Unknown
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“Don’t assume, ask. Be kind. Tell the truth. Don’t say anything you can’t stand behind fully. Have integrity. Tell people how you feel.”
— Warsan Shire
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
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Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people. • C.G. Jung • Photo: Alain Fleischer
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shalom harlow and marc vanderloo photographed by bruce weber for versace f/w 1996
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“They were different people together in daylight than they were alone in the dark.”
— Joseph Heller, Catch-22
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George Hoyningen-Huene, Conchita Montenegro, c. 1930
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