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I made this painting for Neil. The painting represents two people who are one but yet different,unique. Emerging from the tests of fire and embracing the world.

Make me Feel. Again.

All.
For this moment here.
For the raindrops that trickle down my arm.
For the breeze that blows through my hair.
For the sun that peeps through leaves, trees, clouds.

All.
For this moment here.
For the smile from a stranger.
For a thousand songs, old and new, that run through my head. My veins. My fingers.


All.
For this moment.
Life whizzing me by. Light fading away.
For memories that flicker for an instant. And then float away.

All for this moment.
I feel alive.

(Thoughts inspired by a drive in the pouring rain in Delhi, 22 Mar 07)

Say What??

So here's the thing.. i find myself surrounded by weird men.
The kind that rob you of your ideas.. and then use them to make them look good to other women..

The kind that touch you hand when they should be standing a feet away (work ethic)

the kind that don't return your calls

the kind that won't stop calling.

So whats the deal? am i alone here?

Arbid Musings

For Myself:
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by frost

For "true to my own spirit":
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight....


For my friends:
I believe that if i should die,
and you were to walk near my grave,
from the very depths of the earth.....I would hear your footsteps.

For the hypocrite:
I shall go the way of the open sea,
To the lands I knew before you came,
And the cool ocean breezes shall blow from me
The memory of your (fucking) name


For Tomorrow:
The day is done, and the darkness..
Falls from the wings of night,
As a feather is wafted downward....
From an eagle in his flight.