area2 feat yesterday. 8 plus hours of dance, peace and block rockin’ beats.
yelahneb+goggles by lotek
Slowly rebuilding
I feel it in me
Growing in numbers
Growing in peace
People they come together
People they fall apart
No one can stop us now
‘Cause we are all made of stars
Moby, We Are All Made Of Stars
my father has purchased a motorcycle. specifically, a Blue Honda Nightwing.
wtf. i don’t know whether to laugh or scream.
got my contact sheets back from my trip to see jennifer, new york. how can such a place be real? and yet there it is, in black and white… the visit seems like a curious dream now, like some Fellini film.
when we are wronged by another, we demand justice be done. when justice does not come, we shake our fist at the sky, asking, why me? when the Universe does not reply, we typically either resign ourselves to learning from the experience or push it away, denying its existence. but some opt [...]