oh what a dream it would be to honestly write something down every day…to find words for the feelings that are hard to describe…. to spell out a story that begs to be bribed… oh what a dream it would be.. to write something clever for someone to read… to write something out that somebody might need… oh what a dream that would be!
the skipper and the scallywag
ah the ever wondrous little moments that shape our realities. our realities of course being something of the imagination. imagine that magic is real. hm. real magic. is magic real?
what makes something magical?
what makes something real?
“it is the possibility of a dream coming true that makes life interesting… “ - paul coelho, the alchemist
Stay Curious, my friends
Remain curious….. assume you know nothing and leave it at that… acquire as you must… be inspired and let all thoughts have a fluid motion thru your space… imagine moments when you know that you know… in those moments, practice concealing your ego in effort to gain an opportunity to accept a new thought or idea into your program…. every concept is in beta… and when you accept an idea into your program, you guard it… like a firewall.
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doin my best.
theres gotta be a better way to organize topics and pre-game to get into writing. I just thought of i… I need one spot where all the topics get listed. upon waking up, ill choose one and prepare for it during an early morning workout. i fear choosing a topic off a list with a morning brain leaves too much opportunity to overthink. hmmmm….
could i just go in order? that might work- maybe the list needs to be made first.
step one: make a list.
tbc
**this roll is from december 2021 on the Champ, leading the Oside Outrigger Race.
5777- 12-2021- Oside Outrigger Race
what was the reason?!
… and while it does seem as though we have control over our situations, that we have power over the directions of our lives; this fact doesn’t make life easier. in most ways it makes life more of an obstacle, knowing that what happens next is mostly up to us. i say mostly because, well, i respect variables. the questions are: do things happen for a reason or do we create a reason after things happen? why do we listen to our gut and how is it that this method mostly works?
i think that when they talk about magic, its easy to see the smoking cauldron and imperfect wooden wand, whafting sparkles and smoke, accompanied by a taunting chant. thats fun for the movies, no doubt.
In real life, there is magic in every choice made. just like anything else, some magic happens for good and some for bad. these choices are not necessarily between caf or decaf. the mystics lay more within the more subtle options.
For instance, how you receive and send out information… .. and its not quite the difference between a smile and a scowl..
its more the quiet thoughts… that we think to ourselves…
somewhere in there is where magic actually happens…
tbc…
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sure, send it.
is love rational? it really isn't… its reckless, it’s as reckless as it has been said to be. in all forms of love, there is risk.
risk is one of those words that may be commonly assumed unsafe.
rest assured that risk is simply risk,
“Sometimes maybe good, sometimes maybe shit”
that is all.
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A perfectly calm moment intensifies the surrealism of existence. How long is a moment? Is it a split second? or is it a collection of time? When we say, “and in that moment…” what do we mean? Because the moments go by don’t they? what measures a moment? … … … … I googled it. A moment is a very brief period of time. hm.
here is a collection of moments that make up a memory of absolute surrealism. As if right out of story book, i could have been in a serene scene from a movie about a wonderland adventure. Gently floating thru soft blue blanket ocean swells, the absolute silence of the early morning…. the soft billow of the bouy….
Unintentionally Intended-
It’s been a little difficult, getting into the groove of writing… i thought about it this weekend, while moored in two harbors, swaying gently to the movement of the calm and happy waters. haha, i wrote about intent. a silly little poem about how intent isnt enough; there must be intent behind an intention and intentions should be intentionally intensh’d. ykwim. God, how annoying.
Regardless,
intent isn’t enough.
there are moments where im just not sure what to do or how to start and unless i do anything, i do nothing.
more on this later…. (*reminder to link this)
ps: i have every intention to continue to post, maybe even twice a week. i have plenty to work with. I could even copy and paste an excerpt from prior writings and there is plenty of perfectly good, unused photography to share.
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New Format Test - The photographer's monologue
This is a test to see how posting my rolls, blog style might work for me…. In effort to combine my passion for photography with my lust for writing. This expired roll of slide film had an over-exposed start… Clearly this photographer needs some long exposure practice, maybe even a crash course in math . With a terrible start… blindly moving forward, in good faith, the last several frames magically redeemed the roll.
