Rest the silhouette not the chemistry.

Now that I finished my short term classes I can find the time to finally put up some more posts.

I.

First things first, I want to begin this post by advertising one of my favorite photographers.

http://www.lostatseamtl.com/

jimmi francoeur, his work fascinates me in so many levels of spectrum.






II.

Now to begin. I have finally accomplished my summer session for school, I have half of the units I need to transfer & I've already registered for my fall courses.

III.

I got a job! I am now currently employed & it feels so good.
My employees like me & I like them.

IIII.

I have been having sleepless nights recently, I am afraid to distort my sleeping habits. Although I do enjoy being nocturnal, I must find the time to rest properly so I can have the energy to do whatever it is that I have to do the fallowing day.

V.

For you, because you are so dear to me & you are currently residing within my heart.



I think I like you a lot already, & we just barely started.

But... I cannot forget about my babies.





VI.

Jack Nicholson is a interesting character all by himself. I was watching the shining the other day, & i couldn't help but notice how good of an actor he really is.




VII.

I'd like to close this post with a very interesting dream that I had.
I woke up at the bottom of the sea, I was drowning, so i began to panic. The water trying to fill my lungs felt so real. As I was making my way to the surface I noticed that the sun was the only witness who saw me struggling for my dear life. Finally when I reached the surface, I couldn't help but realize how happy I was to be alive.
It took a while but it finally happened, the sea had washed me to shore. As I took a few moments to collect myself, I stood erected & looked over to my shadow, my silhouette. I felt as if I was alive, but the very few people at the beach didn't seem to notice me.

A woman approached me and said, "you see, dying only hurts a little, but the after life feels as real as your previous life."

She smiled & grabbed my wrist and we began to run through the beach until we came across a field of grass with a combination of sand.

The Sound Of Silence.

Being deaf & hard of hearing is a beautiful thing. I am learning sign language.

In the process of learning, i am also learning about their origin & diverse history.

between two lungs.

I am sitting in between, functioning so properly.

We sometimes whisper to each other & accompany one another.

keeping pulse with the same beat after beat.

Buts its getting hard to breath, seeing everything so difficultly.

I need you more then ever & I'm slowly falling for you for which is even better.

Your the lungs & I'm the bloody fist in between.

Please lets just keep working so we can live so happily.

Were here alone in this cage that protects you & me.

I hope thieves don't cave in & break you away from me.

For you see... I will die miserably.

For You, If You Insist On knowing Dreams.

So I'm falling down this dark hole.

As I look up in the ceiling, all I see is a ray of light that is hurting my eyes.

I look around me and notice that the room begins to illuminate.

The lights turn out to be several colored mushrooms that are lighting up the room.

The mushrooms are all various sizes, from x-small to x-large.

Now the place is dimly lit with dark walls covered by several shades of colors.

I look at the ground and the grass is pretty lengthy, I recall it was a little past my knee's.

I start walking forward until I come across a catacomb with what seems to appear like mummified bodies.

I walk over to the nearest corpse and notice that her eyes have daisy's in them.

After examining all the other bodies, I take note that ever single mummified body has a pair of daisy's over their eyes.

I finally come to an end of the catacomb chamber, and see a stair way.

I began to climb the stairs, finally at the end of all of this, I turn out to be in a morgue.