winter 2012:

hair down
blue hues
gentle stones

is it possible that in our truest of communications we really have no concept of what it is we are saying, but we say it anyway, because the mind is quieted and rather the spirit speaks?

there is an obvious tonal quality to things as of late. it is mystical in an extremely western sense, for this is the pathway, this is the circumstances under which we were born. we are simply replicating that which has existed for all of timesz.

and fashion is an expression of this, immediately. what we are wearing, when we listen to the earth's vibrant strings, can we don a cap or look for an ideal pair of shoes, take our hair out of it's sheik bun and let hairs tumble to the ground.

i must be off...
or should i rather sit all day alone
and be contented in the areas in which exploration continues?

K