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    Whisper Me Lies

    Saturday, February 28th, 2009

    From Feb 28, 2009 I want to anchor this depth of emotion, and allow it to transform my writing.  But I cannot write or speak about it because it will then perhaps leave me. How do I say that which I cannot speak?  It causes me anguish to even think it. Where is the line [...]

    Routine, Mundane, Pattern

    Sunday, February 8th, 2009

    From Feb 8, 2009 The routine.  The mundane.  The pattern. If time is linear, I keep moving farther away from the memories I made when I was younger.  I can’t believe how much I don’t remember.  I wonder if I would remember it more if I hadn’t filled my head so full of numbers and [...]

    Waxing Magic

    Saturday, February 7th, 2009

    In the pressures of our daily lives, the patterns I jumped into feet first, the constant sprint that must be maintained in order to uphold the function of everything we value as Good and Important and Of Value, I have forgotten to remember the magic that belongs to us. The magic that is our own, without question of virtue or validity. It is ours as we have known it forever, yet I have looked over it. I have taken it for granted. I have misplaced my attention.

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