Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Make a Wish. | elephant journal
I still wish on stars, sometimes.
When one is not enough I wish on constellations;
(I wish on entire galaxies.)
You can have my wish tonight. I’ll wish it for you.
I wish you passion that slips in through your skin and wakes you, before you’re ready.
I wish you hope that surrounds you and tucks you in at night.
I wish you quiet when you don’t seek it, and noisy when you need it. I wish you a song that slides inside your hips and won’t be still. I wish you a laugh that throws your head back and refuses to be contained.
I wish you your eight-year-old smile, escaping, in the middle of your important, grown-up day.
(I saw it once peeking out, before you put it away. I know it’s in there.)
I wish you wistful wanting that goes unfulfilled...for awhile.
I wish all your jagged edges washed smooth by tears that come from laughing too hard and too long; from beauty that makes them spill out without your permission.
I wish you forgetting. I wish the ink of your old hurts faded, weathered by the sun, until you can’t read them anymore.
I wish you a dream that sinks its teeth into you and won’t let go. That interrupts your plans. That keeps you up at night.
I wish you a heart that aches from stretching in undiscovered places.
I wish you more, and again more, and yes still more: love.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
exohuman | Denver Airport’s Secret Underground Base
exohuman | Denver Airport’s Secret Underground Base
Who Knew? You have to listen to Jesse Ventura investigate this. I even remember Obama being in Denver that weekend, right after the bunker thing. W.T.F?
Have to admit that I got the creeps when i went through there this summer, meeting up to drive back again. Arrived at noon, left at 1pm and was out of state by 4pm. Still, I had that hour, and I had followed the construction project as a sideline, I thought it was too ugly and insensitive to represent Denver and the over-runs drove me nuts as a project manager. In August I felt like I was in a desert fortress. Surrounding skirts of endless auto lanes without barriers disappeared into the horizon of more highways and vacant landing area. hmm. It is not your Detroit or Miami kind of airport.
Who Knew? You have to listen to Jesse Ventura investigate this. I even remember Obama being in Denver that weekend, right after the bunker thing. W.T.F?
Have to admit that I got the creeps when i went through there this summer, meeting up to drive back again. Arrived at noon, left at 1pm and was out of state by 4pm. Still, I had that hour, and I had followed the construction project as a sideline, I thought it was too ugly and insensitive to represent Denver and the over-runs drove me nuts as a project manager. In August I felt like I was in a desert fortress. Surrounding skirts of endless auto lanes without barriers disappeared into the horizon of more highways and vacant landing area. hmm. It is not your Detroit or Miami kind of airport.