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| july 31 |
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the orphic hymn to gaia
ohh goddess,
source of gods and mortals,
all-fertile, all-destroying gaia,
mother of all,
who brings forth the bounteous fruits and flowers,
all variety,
maiden who anchors the eternal world in our own,
immortal, blessed, crowned with every grace,
deep bosomed earth,
sweet plains and fields fragrant grasses in the nurturing rains,
around you fly the beauteous stars,
eternal and divine,
come, blessed goddess,
and hear the prayers of your children,
and make the increase of the fruits and grains your constant care,
with the fertile seasons your handmaidens,
draw near,
and bless your supplicants!
xoxo,
gee
| july 30 |
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mosquito bite,
left ankle
( in case you were wondering...)
xoxo,
gee
| july 29 |
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my love...
let go
let go
let go
come
come to me
come,
be with me
come,
lose yourself with me
may we lose our minds,
together!
let go
let go
let go
and
come!
xoxo,
gee
| july 27 |
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oh no
I was dreaming, wasn't I?
(*fuck*)
it was just a dream?
(*fuckfuckfuck*)
I was holding
the same blueberry snow cone again...
my fingers,
damp,
frigid,
sticking to the paper cone
I licked the blue syrup from my thumb
I heard him say,
" mine is melting..."
and laugh,
crazy...
right from his belly
it was
marilyn manson
he was holding a blueberry snow cone, too
he shoved his thumb
into my mouth
and laughed again
everything was blue
and sweet
and ridiculously
funny...
including our lips
"silly..."
I said to mm, still sucking
on his thumb
(*fuck*)
it was just a dream?
(*fuckfuckfuck*)
(*sigh*)
it's ok...
if you're gonna dream,
mm dreams
are the best ones
to have
xoxo,
gee
| july 26 |
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leaping across playground sand...
monkey bars,
red and familiar
catch me in mid-flight
laughter
of eternal youth -- all mine --
permeates steel,
sand,
brick,
sky...
am I a tomboy
with too much sand in my sneakers,
imagining that I am an adult...?
or am I an adult,
imagining that I am a tomboy
with too much sand in my sneakers...?
kicking off the right one,
I pour the answer
into the palm of my hand
it sifts through my fingers,
filters into the summer breeze...
laughter
permeates
my soul
xoxo,
gee
| july 25 |
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he reaches around,
raising my chin
with the palm of his hand
"breathe, baby..."
he whispers, close
I open my eyes
the dream ends
I lay motionless,
wide awake...
feeling
the weight of him
still pressing down
upon me
breathe
breathe
breathe
"breathe with me
breathe the pressure
come play my game
I'll test ya
psycho-somatic addict-insane
come play my game
inhale inhale
you're the victim
come play my game
exhale exhale exhale"
( lyrics to breathe, by the prodigy )
xoxo,
gee
| july 24 |
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surrender...
fall to your knees,
you say
and so,
I do...
letting go...
I lose myself
completely
again and again and again...
here,
on this path,
on this journey,
on this magic ride...
here,
I find silent strength
here,
I witness sacredness
yours
and
mine
my divine beloved,
I pray that my steps,
each and every one,
whether graceful or awkward,
leaping or stumbling,
only bring me
closer
to you
xoxo,
gee
| july 23 |
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" the sage stands next to the sun
and the moon
while holding all of space and time
in his hand
he discards the confused and obscure;
honors the meek and humble;
and blends everything
into a universal whole
as men toil on to obtain some reward,
he appears listless and dull
for he has merged all things
into perfect purity
and from this purity
he can vanquish the disparities
of ten thousand ages
in a single moment
on and on goes his delight;
should the whole of creation
come to an end,
his delight
would go on still."
(~ chuang tzu ~)
and so it is...
blessed be.
xoxo,
gee
| july 22 |
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" I was getting a little worried," she said.
"I didn't see 'july' there at first...
you know... 'happy (ummm) eff-ing july'...
but I see it now... it's awesome!
keep going... keep it up!"
happiness is...
having your mom as your
number one "fan"
xoxo,
gee
| july 21 |
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" I can make of this world a prison
or a playground
the key is my will
I will believe,
I will trust,
I will defy despair unto the last
then under white hair
my soul shall bloom
as a red crocus in the snow
within my collapsing body
my heart shall sing
as a caged bird
about to be free."
(~ dr. frank crane, philosopher ~)
xoxo,
gee
| july 20 |
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" If on earth there be
a Paradise of Bliss,
It is this,
It is this,
It is this."
( ~ firdausi ~ )
xoxo,
gee
| july 19 |
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I've been told
that I am
a mysterious woman
funny, but
I thought I was
an open book
xoxo,
gee
| july 18 |
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at the bottom of the stairs,
the light is blinking
I never heard it ring
"I want to come see you...
you make me happy..."
his message says
gazing out my window
through the haze
of this brutal july afternoon,
I smile
and whisper,
"..ok..."
xoxo,
gee
| july 17 |
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dance, dance
wherever you may be...
that's what they taught me
that's what I remember
that's what I do
xoxo,
gee
| july 16 |
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I believe . . .
in
fairies
angels,
the power of love,
the sincere goodness of the human heart,
you,
me . . .
xoxo,
gee
| july 15 |
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so...
how
do
you
like
me
now...?
xoxo,
gee
| july 13 |
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do you know...?
I can see you
right
through
you
in fact,
I knew who you were
long before you began your charade,
weaving your web,
trying to persuade me,
pointing to things that aren't there,
ignoring the things that are
but
I've known
all along
silly you?
silly me?
yes...
silly you,
silly me
but
just so you know,
I do see you
right
through
you
I know
you have your reasons...
I may not understand them,
but I respect you,
I accept you
as you are
so...
be as silly as you wanna be
for as long as you need to be
I like you anyway...
" I know what you're doing,
I see it all too clear
I only taste the saline when I kiss away your tears
you really had me going,
wishing on a star
but the black holes that surround you
are heavier by far..."
(from "barely breathing" by duncan sheik)
xoxo,
gee
| july 12 |
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passion
may it be
wonderfully-crazy-wild-unrestricted-over-the-top,
no matter it's life span
I'd take rocky road
over vanilla
anyday
"unless it's mad, passionate, extraordinary love,
it's a waste of your time
there are too many mediocre things in life --
love shouldn't be one of them"
(~ from the movie "dream for an insomniac" ~)
xoxo,
gee
| july 11 |
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my dearest hando,
from out of nowhere,
your voice comes to me
speaking of hot dogs and pies,
bringing a smile and a sigh
to this wandering soul
just when I needed it most...
how could you know...?
you just always seem to know...
hmmm...
maybe that's why
you're my hando...
yes...
exactly
warmly,
chico
(*poke*)
xoxo,
gee
| july 09 |
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hey...
it was good to hear your voice
more than anything,
I miss the friend in you
xoxo,
gee
| july 06 |
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no words...
xoxo,
gee
| july 04 |
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my friends...
may your "4th" be safe,
enjoyable,
playful,
and memorable
"emancipate yourself from mental slavery,
none but ourselves can free our mind. "
(~ bob marley ~)
xoxo,
gee
| july 03 |
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I reached out,
called to you,
naturally...
in a way that felt more like
reaching in...
I thought it was ok
" It's been a hard day..."
I wanted to say
" ohhh, thank you for being here..."
I wanted to say
only,
I never had the chance
instead,
you
drove
right by
funny,
but I don't blame you one bit
for driving by
xoxo,
gee
| july 02 |
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in a heartbeat,
everything can change
doesn't make me wanna hold on tighter...
doesn't make me wanna cry...
no...
it simply
makes me wanna to say "thank you"
a little more
xoxo,
gee
| july 01 |
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sometimes I wonder
why you tolerate me
the way you do...
*sigh*
by the way,
I'm so very grateful
that you tolerate me
the way you do
*wink*
xoxo,
gee
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