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November 2016 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2016/11
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. Things are not in their usual places,. A home gained by time. Wrapped, upturned, piled, dusty, folded. And the steam from the coffee you. I say we need...
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untitled poem 2 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2017/01/04/untitled-poem-2
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. January 4, 2017. Heart beat shakes in. A sea of pastels – or at least. A still quiver across the. I imagine a photo from this. Recognize any truth of.
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mulitiplicitous universal – this bewildering life
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I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. December 31, 2016. Notes from a cracked phone. An attempt at making whole. One thought on “ mulitiplicitous universal. January 3, 2017 at 9:59 pm.
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June 2016 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2016/06
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. Study of a Jar with Paintbrush. By this bewildering life. June 27, 2016. August 19, 2016. Last night, I dreamt I had no voice. But in a flash flood, th...
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May 2016 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2016/05
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. I speak as ‘I’ here, but wonder if there is truth also beyond the ‘I’ to a ‘we’. Because walking down the street, I’m multi-tasking:. I hope. (Anxi...
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April 2016 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2016/04
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. A personal wrestling with my own history and the world. I often seem to say ‘no.’. Others have ‘teams’ I do not play sport and when I did, we were a te...
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September 2016 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2016/09
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. Days pass by, a grey ceiling above. I wish it were as exciting as the. Treasure of finding yourself sleeping. Under a ceiling patterned liked Rome,.
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January 2017 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2017/01
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. I believed in fairies until I was. Twelve – I return there. Because I believe here in ‘magic’. But maybe the world simply. The vocabulary of the trees;.
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October 2016 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2016/10
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. 8216;instagram is the aestheticization of everything’ – Adam Curtis. By this bewildering life. October 29, 2016. October 29, 2016. I was an other.
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March 2016 – this bewildering life
https://thisbewilderinglife.wordpress.com/2016/03
I like to write, but as Spivak says, as I learn new things, my positions change. it's a bit embarrassing, but they do. i also have a photography blog that i used to post to a lot: http:/ suchsignificance.blogspot.co.nz/. I am heartbroken at the normalisation of an ‘office job’. An ode to our terrible memory made hazier by power. Resistance, defence, love. A favourite moment: the sun sitting an inch above the sky. Looking up, I don’t know of another moment as rich as this. By this bewildering life. A dust...