"life is trying to teach us one thing: to see the Eck, the Holy Spirit, in the eyes of all we meet" -- Harold Klemp

I am back--rematerialized within the natural limits of flesh. Have you ever found a rail yard and thought, fuck all that other noise? Well I have. And I love that benevolent space(less)ness we want to feel. I want to feel the music every day, rythmotelephonepiphony, and I guess I am dying to hear something within my/self, something like the memory of all of my/selves, something like a geography--architectures and performances--of desire; a poetics of transit.

Okay, this is isnt a roast, but lucas has never had blue moon ice cream! I would like him to. I bet he would love it.

I made a cape:~)

Transit.

LOL I got hacked! 

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Damn this rocks.

Damn this rocks.

star crossed lovers.

I'm open minded! But this makes me laugh.

This is so cool. My camera phone, damn autonomous thing, took this photo from within my tote bag! Some post-fordist-fruedian-cyborg-type-shit. (see next photo) 

I dont know what im talking about, im insane!

This is so pretty! SOMEONE LIVES HERE!

damn.

<3

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I made so much food! Alek took this photograph. I am thinking about starting a food blog. Would you read it? I don't care. Ha ha. I do want i want. Live by my own rules. A bat out of hell. What? Rules? No rules (sunglasses). 

a synthesis of everything. Monica de la Torre rocks harder than you. Until next time! See you soon! xoxo! Lots of love! All my best! Always,