Tepid reflections:
In the love of Many Yous
In remembering, these times I've recalled
are as embodying of cake as a recipe paper
as tasteless and enidible as it's card
long tucked away thoughtfully in a recipe book
completely intended to be re-read upon,
and enacted so thoughtfully
in a nostalgia of careful, sacred ritual.
The sourness of the past
yearned in the sweetness of recoil
for your full and bitter, braising touch.
We were never close
though there were moments you were close to me.
You; being this elaborate collective
of bodies, faces, spirits of people I've loved
faded far closer towards the past than the present
or that present connection.
The synchronicity of it
that on warm restless nights
Ill be drawn towards Google, wondering
where you are now, how you're feeling?
Craving to see the glisten of your eyes
And if it sparkles.
Are you happy?
I don't know why I am so invested
in these old phases, faces.
It's like your spirits haunted me
In the craving of a muse to brace
To draw my life, my creation towards
Perhaps, in my lostness, before.
I find myself braced, like in the breathlessness of a cliff side,
winded, wind struck, and gazing below
at the impact.
There is nothing there but space
gaps between where I know everything happens
in the experiencing of it.
It's interesting, I don't find myself bitter now.
Not slick with pain, or dry with anger.
Tepid in curiosity.
As if to honor, there was a time
I would have done anything for you.
The so many yous.
In the crumbs left of it all,
are hardly any trails.
No inkling to where you've led
except the inevitable drop from a far off surface.
It's gravitational.
Blunt, and finite, and poetic in the unknowing
yet certain.
Perhaps you're out there
but unable to be found
In the yous I once knew.
It is perhaps in this awakening, in this era
That I find myself in the rapture of selfishness
A gentle selfishness of self discovery and nurturing
of taking care with myself
and holding gentleness
that is present in my presence.
Im wishing to draw muse from my own skin
And search in my own eyes.
That I'm realizing
I'm breathtaken by the wonder of unknowing
Of a blank yet shapely surface that is my face.
I am just emerging now after all this time.
There will always remain an echo of love for yous.
A loud, long, bass toned echo
that calls me to search for your whispering name in the dark
on those fresh restless nights.
It leaves me to question, how far from myself I was then
and how new I am to myself, and the world now.
I am just beginning
and yet
before it all
in the love of many yous
There was somehow so much love
There
Before I was myself.
I am smiling.
It seems from that, this
unquenchable, unreasonable,
yearning love
I've been born.
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exercise 10032023
bike ride to the gym
3 x 10 lat pull
3 x 10 overhead press
3 x 5 dips
2 x 10 tricep press
45 minute spin class
3 x 10 seated press
bike ride home
the gym workers received Hershey kisses and York mints
visited my Mom after lunch. i will pick her up from the nursing home tomorrow around 1pm and bring her home. my sister is travelling home today from her conference in Michigan
top = Halloween decorations outside a private school for autistic children
bottom = part political advertisement / part Halloween decoration on my way to exercise
participated in election worker refresher training this afternoon. class lasted about an hour and could have been shorter. main thing is follow the procedures in the book they provide and call if you aren't sure
hope you have a peaceful afternoon and evening..
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CAS SUMMARISING POST #1
Evidence for completion of CAS project
Title: Yearbook for DP2
CAS PROJECT, 27.01.2023: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/708436403608076288/cas-project-27012023?source=share
CAS PROJECT, 2.03.2023: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/715978647502209024/cas-project-02032023?source=share
CAS PROJECT, 10.03.2023: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/715979119167520768/cas-project-10032023?source=share
CAS PROJECT, 17.03.2023: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/715979513025150976/cas-project-17032023?source=share
CAS PROJECT, 20.03.2023: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/715979869194993664/cas-project-20032023?source=share
CAS PROJECT, 21.03.2023: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/715980261120163841/cas-project-21032023?source=share
CAS PROJECT REFLECTION: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/716068479973867520/cas-project-reflection-14042023?source=share
Evidence for identification of strengths and areas for personal growth (LO1)
CREATIVITY, 21.10.2022: https://www.tumblr.com/prg-cas-blog/698747731762626560/creativity-21102022?source=share
CREATIVITY, 15.05.2023:
Evidence for undertaking new challenges and developing new skills in the process (LO2)
SERVICE, 17.09.2023:
SERVICE, 30.09.2023:
CREATIVITY, 25.06.2023:
Evidence for initiating and planning a CAS experience (LO3)
CAS PROJECT, 27.01.2023:
CAS PROJECT, 02.03.2023:
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ALSO
my dumbass bought 70€ worth of PENS last night from this online shop I found. I HOPE I made picked some decent ones.
I FINALLY had money to get some dumb shit like fucking "RARE" YUMMY LOOKING DRAWING EQUIPMENT, I've been broke the whole 2024 so far I FINALLY HAVE MONEY TO BUY SOME NICE THINGS FOR MYSELF.
I know I'll probably end up not using them that much since I have like and issue with that, with things being "rare" and or expenxive or TOO NICE, it ties back with my self worth and 'sustainability' as in will this same equipment be available years later? Is it safe to cling to it?
Anyways. Unboxing and rewieving them when I get them. Like when the mail get's here. uhuhuhuhhuh 🙏 juicy markers, I'm not weird about it at all.
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