I remembered today. Nothing specific, just general memories one after another. Today was a good day for that. Sometimes its nice to realize where you were and where you now stand. Recognizing self faults is gratifying in some ways simply because you've acknowledged them. Its better to realize than deny I think.

clique |klēk; klik|nouna small group of people, with shared interests or other features in common, who spend time together and do not readily allow others to join them.DERIVATIVEScliquish adjectivecliquishness nounORIGIN early 18th cent.: from French, from Old French cliquer‘make a noise’ ; the modern sense is related to claque .
So what if you're a little bit of everything and not necessarily easily defined to one group? What if you're just an astrology nerd with secret obsessions with tattoos and body functions who reads shit on eastern religions and greatly enjoys the techniques of makeup and workings of machinery?
Is there a clique for that?

opinions suck.

...thats my opinion.

I can't go to bed without sharing this little tidbit. I ran across this article featured in Hi Fructose mag (hifructose.com) about an artist, Vincent Castiglia, who grabbed my attention just before I closed the window, and thank god. He's pretty interesting, or rather his work is, I don't actually know him obviously so we'll just assume he's an interesting, cool dude. His work addresses the "aspects of the human condition;birth, decay, consummation and the pursuit of earthly indulgence" and his view of "humanity's lust for it’s own demise." Here's a little excerpt and a few pics from the full article. If you want the rest you best go get it.

follow this here link

http://www.hifructose.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=474

"On Friday January 8th in the Year of Our Lord, 2010, as white embers blanketed the Swiss landscape like a grave, Vincent Castiglia’s latest solo exhibition opened to a burgeoning crowd in city of Zürich. His work, hung at the Museum of Porn amidst fellow edifices of false idols and pornographic indulgences found themselves amongst kindred spirits which reflect man's obsession with the soulless human shell. Castiglia’s close friend and patron, Tom Gabriel Fischer formerly of Celtic Frost was in attendance alongside members of his current band Triptykon. For those of you who cast virgin eyes upon Castiglia’s body of work, and a very literal manner of speaking at that, it’s imperative to peer into the realm of the artist himself to fully comprehend the gravity of the work's undertaking. Vincent, the twenty-seven year old surrealist and New York City native, lives and works (appropriately enough) in the City's "Hell's Kitchen" neighborhood, and was the first American artist granted a solo exhibition by Oscar Award-winning Swiss surrealist, H.R. Giger, at the H.R Giger Museum Gallery in 2008, in Gruyères, Switzerland."

Valentine's day is soon

So lets pretend its Halloween...

The Seafarers - Island of Horrors from Eighty Four Films on Vimeo.

Hello

hands

the snips of finger

fell from the sterile bowl

into my mind and after that

whatever i was taught they would

point toward a different learning

which i followed

i could no more ignore

the totems of my tribe

than i could close my eyes

against the light flaring

behind what has been called

the world

look hold these regulated hands

against the sky

see how they were born to more

than bone see how their shadow

steadies what i remain whole

alive twelvefingered

-Lucille Clifton

I'm Vega. Welcome.