Re, gret

My soul hurts, but my feet are sore.
I've tried to paint my life with the colors you've given
but still cannot recall your voice.
Our maroon-lit sunset is now some sepia tone where the letters have left into silence.
I have moved from the closet and back in again.
1006 is never that far.
I hope.

No sleep monday: nice way to start exam week.

As it is past 4 AM on a Monday morning, I am anxiously on my computer in hopes for something to happen. I just finished studying for my final psychology test which takes place tomorrow, that is if I'm going to school. Someone called earlier, and my sister is in the ER. I woke my mom up, and she left not allowing me to go with her. I've tried to stay up until my mom comes back, and it looks like she isn't. My dad's in florida allegedly painting imaginary buildings to get the month's income that hasn't come in yet.
I remember as a child I would freak out in my room all alone, I would see images from the pitch black darkness creep out onto me. As I lay typing away at my computer, I can say that our electricity bill will increase tremendously this month. And the more that I think about it, being alone isn't all that it's cracked up to be. (photo: Sonya, sister)

"All things appear and disappear because of the cocncurrence of causes and conditions. Nothing ever exists entirely alone; everything is in relation to everything elst." -Buddha

Not so new beginning.

I know it may be a bit belated, but Happy New Year. I never really feel a change, as I don't think any of us do after midnight. I seem to think that only certain years feel different than those prior. Such as the years where you turn a certain age (18 this year for me) or move out and go to college (next year). Beside those obvious things that we can look forward too, we never really know what will happen within a year's time. I can't say a year ago that I could imagine who I am today.

That's what we need new year's day for: a moment to look back at what we have accomplished.

And for the new year I changed my blog title. I'm way too busy to make this a photo blog. That, and I talk too much. The quote is "My favorite thing is to go where I've never been" is from Diane Arbus. She was an American photographer noted for her portraits of people on the fringes of society, such as transvestites, dwarfs, giants, prostitutes and ordinary working class citizens, in unconventional poses and settings.

Wake up. The sun is trying to shine but your fingertips remain frozen shut. You drive between the lines anxiously avoiding cars, either as they slice you on the side, or slam you from the back. You really have no clue as to where you are going. Somehow you get there, stop and think about what you were doing--and you don't know. You get up and walk. You see others, but you don't stop. No one really knows you, so why should you stop walking? Your life consists of getting from point A to point B. No thoughts, no feelings, no purpose lies between those two dots. Your life is an attempt to connect the various dots which lie within your viewfinder.

Hopefully these dots will create something beautiful when you're finished.

I think she knows

I can't seem to find one picture of mine that I can relate to this beautiful music.
If I ever do find anything, then it shall be posted.

Equality?

Imagine 36,000 people. All of whom are married, and some have children, families.
Imagine if you were one of those 36,000 people, and yesterday you didn't have a valid marriage license.

California just revoked gay marriage. Why? They say marriage is only between one man and one woman.

Just like back in the day, marriage was only between one white man, and one white woman?
I'm just saying, not to offend anyone. And they claim that civil unions are just the same. Well, they aren't. Marriage is something that every person should have the right to, and a piece of legislation should not take away any rights.

Arizona, Arkansas, and Florida are falling as well.

Here are my pictures from the protest in Asheville.

A new beginning.

Well, this is the first successful blog that I have created, and hopefully a good one (throws salt over shoulder). I planned for this blog to be a place where I can host my photography so others can give me advice and knowledge on how to improve. Who knows, maybe some day I'll be a photographer for National Geographic.

Until then,

Tyler