There is no stopping it. The light continues to bleed. It breaks open in an endless run, yoke to sun. There will only be more light. We are essentially alone.
Reaching up up up (more…)
06.29.2010 by Shannon
There is no stopping it. The light continues to bleed. It breaks open in an endless run, yoke to sun. There will only be more light. We are essentially alone.
Reaching up up up (more…)
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06.28.2010 by Shannon
I am slowly dissolving,
and you will bear witness.
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06.16.2010 by Shannon
There are times, and then there are other times, where you wonder where you put those original times, where you were planning on thinking of future times.
I have set most of my FB privacy setting to “only I can see.” It makes me feel like I have a face that only shows up when I look in the mirror. A small part of me is paranoid that if I delete my account, I will cease to exist.
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06.14.2010 by Shannon
So it seems that 29 is the lucky age where I get to become acutely aware of this whole “age” business — or, rather, the “stage of life” I’m in — or, rather, “should” [?] be in.
That is to say, I have been attending a shit-load of weddings and baby showers. (more…)
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06.11.2010 by Shannon
And thus, shall we make a Day of Rest for all of our days.
Plans for this weekend: [ n o t h i n g n e s s ]
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06.03.2010 by Shannon
Got home late after improv class, tired and hungry. Usually, I don’t like eating late, but I was ravenous.
To my unluck, the fridge was empty, save for the basics.
So for dinner I made a mustard, mayo, curry, worcestershire and pickle sandwhich.
But I could tell My Brain was STARVING for good fats, so I added butter and coconut oil.
I think it’s time to go to the grocery store.
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06.01.2010 by Shannon
Why is it that I can only stay happy three days in a row? Ah, that’s right, Memorial Day ended…
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05.25.2010 by Shannon
Link–>here.
[Critique on design or layout (or copy) heartily welcomed.]
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05.24.2010 by Shannon
I sit down to a ginger-salmon spinach and micro-greens salad (“it’s amazing what happens when you actually cook, rather than graze,” I say to myself). As I am flipping through my journal searching for the next blank page, the notebook flaps open to a letter:
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05.23.2010 by Shannon
Universe and I hugged it out.
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05.17.2010 by Shannon
Universe is kicking me in the nads.
I take this as a direct challenge to grow balls of steel.
(Metaphorically, of course.)
THE FIGHT OF THE CENTURY!
The Time: Now
The Arena: Here
The Opponent: Self, Universe
The Objective: Keep breathing, keep sane
The Method: “Oh, Snail! Climb Mt. Fuji. But slowly, slowly” –Issa
The Challenges: Work overload with heightened bomb-dropped deadline, broken heart, mixed depression with anxiety, lack of sleep, nightmares, stomach flu, radiator-less, soul-ripping therapy sessions on lifehood traumas, no food in kitchen except frozen bread, soy sauce, ghee, canned salmon.
Weapons of Choice: Meditation, work from home, kick-ass view, naps, bottomless cup o’ mint tea, fuzzy socks, hot baths, copious amounts of butter, toast, 4 layers of clothing + 0-degree REI sleeping bag, acupuncture, creative determination, gratitude, friends, call Mom.
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05.12.2010 by Shannon
“What?!” I said, total disbelief splattered across my face. “How in the hell are you going to explain this–?” I glided my hand across and over the sloppyness below.
God just looked at me, slightly embarrassed.
“Well…?” I provoked. “Just try and tell me how the fuck you came up this.” I was trying to be gentle. I really was. But God had gone and done it again.
“How am I going to handle this one? How the fuck did I end up being reborn?!”
“I didn’t know it was going to be so… permanent.” God said, wincing. “It was just going to be a little love experiment — break me up into pieces, all loving each, each-to-all, and then add some pretty colors & fragrances & animals & experiences & stuff, and…” Suddenly God broke off crying.
The Mouth of God flung open like a yawning cave, 10-thousand furlongs wide and full of empty eternity. Tears crashed oceans. All of existence tumbled out, Bahagavad Gita-like.
“I didn’t mean to hurt nobody! ” God sputtered through sobs. “I just wanted to- to- play!”
Now I felt like a douche.
I reached for The Shoulder of God and touched it, gently. God flinched, at first, but then relaxed into my hand. We both breathed wide-lungs. I let a beat go by.
I softened my voice to a whisper. “I know you had good intentions. And I’m sorry I yelled. It’s just… you might have thought you were playing, but now I — we — have to live this. There’s so much suffering you spilled all over the Goddam place — (sorry) — and you made quite a mess.” God looked up. I sighed. And smiled.
“Here, here, darling — let me help you clean it up.”
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05.11.2010 by Shannon
I am so physically, emotionally, mentally, creatively and work-ly exhausted, that I have no choice tonight but to relax.
See! The upside to stress!
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05.05.2010 by Shannon
My Improv Troupe — named “Strangely Addictive Behavior” — is doing its first performances this Thursday & Saturday. We are a Level I doing short form, mainly improv games. Come support us!
Thursday May 6, 8pm. $5
Saturday May 8, 7pm. $10
Pan Theater
2135 Broadway
Oakland, CA 94612
(415) 261-1641
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05.03.2010 by Shannon
Your head is full of bananas! But your heart? Full of gold.
Let it swing, baby, let it all swing…
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05.02.2010 by Shannon
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04.25.2010 by Shannon
Taking a media break. No posts for the weekend.
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04.22.2010 by Shannon
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04.21.2010 by Shannon
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04.20.2010 by Shannon
27 minutes past my self-imposed bedtime (welcome to the life of a hypomanic-proclivitist*[1]) and I am keying-out some creative word-show. (more…)
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