Thursday, July 16, 2009


to see the world in a grain of sand
and to see heaven in a wild flower
hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour.

-william blake

I stare at dirt. I get paid for it actually. There are smudges on windows and cracks in walls, but dirt is my favorite.

It's crazy how calm you can get by holding poses. The only sense of time you have is the number of songs that have played. But if you let go of that...peace. Simple peace.

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