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Chelsea Thoughts...
Posted On 04/28/2008 19:18:13

It's been about a month since I was at the Hotel Chelsea taking my photographs.  I still can't believe the amazing room they gave me, right by the sign, all red inside, white tile bathrrom with that old feel, and that amazing new kitchenette.  I still can't believe the Chelsea has HD large tv.  Interesting. 

I still gaze at my photographs and become so enamoured with the place all over again.  This time, she really spoke to me, both Nancy and the hotel, herself.  I felt very close to every fiber of the place this time.  I still am trying to figure out the signifigance of the number ten.  I've always had a facination with the number 23.  And now, I have to add 1/10 to that.  Which is interesing, 1 being the Magician and 0 being The Fool, but now add on 10 as the Wheel of Fortune.  So many messages...

Now time to go look at my photos again.  Can't wait to start painting.


Just thinking...
Posted On 04/14/2008 18:41:29


I've posted in several different kinds of places like Live Journal (which I do like) and that horrible myspace (it reminds me of a crowded mall) and FaceBook, well, I can't figure out the purpose of that place. But here, it all makes sense, just like moving the clock back to real time (non-DST) and when there's that golden mist of light in the Autumn sky, or when there's a vanilla candle burning just right inside a Jack O'lantern, and the aroma mixes with Autumn Leaves incense--ah, I digress.

I just wanted to thank everyone for the sweet words all day today. I should have known that this is the place where I would feel the most comfortable. I really do love it here.







Monika...
Posted On 04/14/2008 09:57:36

Today I am blue.  Heartbroken. I just found out a dear friend of mine from Australia has died.  Monika.  I've known her forever.  She was magickal.  And now she's gone.

I don't know how to talk about how I feel at this time.  First I was angry.  Now I'm feeling so melancholy.  One of those quiet moments where you just feel heavy, as if you're moving through honey.  I dread when the feeling returns.  I don't want to realize it.  I don't want to feel it.  I don't want to know...that I won't ever see her again in this life.





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