confessions.

a public journal: a series of first steps, missteps, standstills, and starting overs.
the church, she dreams in purple,
and blue. (at St. Mary of the Angels Parish)

the church, she dreams in purple,
and blue. (at St. Mary of the Angels Parish)

the innards of the asylum;
—Staten Island, NY.

the innards of the asylum;
—Staten Island, NY.

"Juxtaposition"

"Juxtaposition"

"Two Stories Merged",
the abandoned asylum.

"Two Stories Merged",
the abandoned asylum.

the rose; b&w.

the rose; b&w.

they fall,
but never wither,
the beautiful known for the thorns
in its side.

they fall,
but never wither,
the beautiful known for the thorns
in its side.

triplets
with different visions.

triplets
with different visions.

"to sleep, perchance to dream";
but no one sleeps,
they just hope.

"to sleep, perchance to dream";
but no one sleeps,
they just hope.

We die to each other daily.
What we know of other people
Is only our memory of the moments
During which we knew them. And they have changed since then.
To pretend that they and we are the same
Is a useful and convenient social convention
Which must sometimes broken. We must also remember
That at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.

T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party (via bookmania)