i feel like i lost myself

Sunday, Apr. 27, 2008 | 5:22 AM

i wish i was as interesting as... well, interesting people.

i don't write like i used to...i don't take pictures like i used to.

i used to write like this:

i am witnessing something so much bigger than myself. it's more than just a morning. it's more than wind and trees and stars and sky. and purring cats that love me just because they can...

i am just a speck of dust, sitting on a piece of wood, built upon a rock... privileged by a small glimpse into what is real.

not our fake shelters made of wood and streets made of stone. things taken from what they are, mutilated into what they're not. our stolen spaces of marked and divided land, bordered off from one another. our stories we tell on the tv and the lies we spread though the air. our ideas stemmed from rebellious wanderers and lost souls, represented by giants given power by directionless people born to be followers.

out here in the solitude i hear the truth sung by the birds... i see the real world unfold and awaken in its pure honesty... being only what it knows to be, imitating nothing other than what it is. it's more than just a morning, it's more than just nature... it is God.

(yeah, it sucks grammatically, but whatever.)

and i used to take interesting pictures like this:

and i could also talk a lot about goats.

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