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Aug 3 2010
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peeL thy skin.
spill of citrus.
rejuvenation.
hydration.
experimentation.
cruelty free
arguable. gel-like.
spread on my face.
dried.
like concrete.
face like plastic. I had to laugh and couldn't.
sOO tight and sooo shiny...
skiN.
to peel it off-
Like glue on my palms when I was a child. Teachers didn't like that.
I loved it.
peeling my face was even better.
oh the excitement.
As I peel oranges and the like.. I tried to get my face peel off in one piece.
My forehead stood alone.
Face peel, endless fun.
documented.
this morning it blew past my creaking stride...illuminating the greyness of all to be..
on a seemingly silent street..
:: viOlet::
this means something:
a boy who forgot his age drew me today:
.... and a girl about 5 yrs old, (when I asked), told me if she could be any animal in the whole world she would be a flamingo. I asked if this was because they stand on one leg, and she said yes.. she hopped away...
and I was left to smile. I have asked this question of children and adults for years. Nobody has ever responded with flamingo.
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AUg 2 2020
through connection with a friend.. on the way to work i paid notice to beauty..
to s h a r e . across the seas.
a record of beauty kept.
questioned.
when is beauty amusement? what classifies beauty?
do i really think this is beautiful, or is it simply seeing that is the beauty in itself?
noticing?
paying kind attention to what catches my eye and creates an emotional response within my chambers?
a glimpse inside...
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the list:
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a.m. :
It's hard to see beauty on a bus in a temperament that is far from relaxed. Being late, as usual.. B R E A T H E... but still..
ahh.. there are so many things...
1.earlier at home: My long warm-toned, brightly striped sock was longer beyond my toes.. hanging off as if i had an extra long foot this morning. It reminded me of those bendy crawling tubes kids used to have when I was a child. I remembered always wanting one-even though they hurt my knees. I remember my mom never buying one. She probably told me to use my imagination.
and i am glAd shE did.
-beauty in a sock.. and the cognitive web manifested.
2. a bicycle helmet/cap like a horse jockey would wear.. the cyclist is smiling big, despite the early morning hour.
3.sign: HAND CAR wash. What is a Hand Car anyway?(insert imagination: giant hands on wheels moving around town)
4. a coiled plastic pipe (yellow like the cameraman's chucks earlier) in a BIG/HUGE hoop leaning against a wall. .. a HOOLA hoop for a GIANT!!
5.A bus announcement: Jewell Road...my imagination zOOOms away..
6.Cupcake for breakfast. Bleached blonde three year old..devouring..she was eating the paper too.
7.The reflection of the movement behind me in a patent leather bag across from me.. like a blurry movie screen.
8.Paint scuffs on white rubber toes. I see red. Yellow. Black.
9.The thought of this white space finishing and the lovely mysterious interior of this envelope awaiting me.
10.A blue headphone cord.
11. Two hard nipples, then two steps later, two white spray painted X's on the footpath.
12.Abundance of pink today. various hues. Including: a woman's toes, 2/10 pink. That's 1/5.
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pm:
1.Barely able to control laughter when I walked upstairs to a completely full upper deck and was greeted by sOo many eyes.
2.Tearing this envelope and white powder puffing out of the tear..
(hope it's not anthrax)
3.Seeing into 2nd story windows-broken windows, no windows, rust, fire, spraypaint.space, openness..
4. A shop called Mehboob Travels.
5.Seeing the same two old people sitting on the same green picnic bench in the same spot along the same road.
6.An all yellow display of fruit.
7. Bright. Bright bricks.. like vibrant rust color.
8. A woman dressed in all one color-chewed up mint gum.. (that veRRy pale green).
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seeing is beauty.
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