White Blindness and Everything Hurts

This piece on Thought Catalog by Kate Massy is a really beautiful reflection on the emotional spectrum and it’s inevitable waves of darkness and light.

‘The girl I kissed might have a variety of feelings, but she might not. She might have some directed at me, but she might not. This is okay. We live in a spectrum of color that overwhelms us with joy in equal measure to sadness. A few weeks ago, I left a bar alone because I couldn’t handle talking to anyone; being there felt like a silly waste. A few days ago, I left a bar with her. I put my arm around her and mentioned that she smelled nice, and that moment was neither silly nor wasteful.’

(click the quotation to follow the link)

i had a daydream that taught me this.

daily grind eroding heart.
the young loving older because they are what they long to be.
the old longing for young because they are what they miss.
innocence is lost not in trauma,
but in the steps taken to overcome the ache.
suppress it or embrace it.
the sheer act of living will age you.

So I’ve been writing a lot of poetry lately.

I think of them as edited ‘stream of consciousness’ pieces. I’ve been told that it’s ‘prose poetry’ but it’s written without an intended style in mind. Essentially I write and write and write and then edit the dumb parts out. Some of it is pretty R rated but mostly they’re just about relationships, social situations, observations and connections I like to sew between things. You can read them if you wanna,

Tis the Season
monday (R)
Does it count as morning pages if I just haven’t been to bed yet?
Romantic about Romance
Chomp Chomp
The Only Word Our Generation Seems To Know
the cycle of holding (R)
Thursday Thoughts (R)
Performance Perception
tell me something new

(and also tell me what you think, if you want?)

Twart

Text based art, twitter sized statements, captions, moments, snip bits of conversations, feelings, observations. Images of words, words as images.

I’m so into these right now.

Between facebook, twitter, texting and the faster moving, quickly changing, highly stimulating world, I find that there’s an ever increasing pressure to be sharp and witty on a constant basis. To label, identify and process these vague relationships, situations and emotions at a more accelerated rate than ever before.

Even subconsciously I find myself compartmentalizing my life into this format. Regardlessly, I was surprised that upon seeing this type of art created by others, I related to their statements instantly. Out of context, they become so vague and universal that the viewer can/will apply them to their own experiences.

For these reasons, I think “Twart” can have incredible power due largely to it’s often  freakishly immediate and subconscious impact. (I also love to write in this style.)

Which is better, with colour or without?