..Merry Christmas..

Here's some spirit music. It's also by Avey tare's Sister, Abbey Portner.

.New paintings on the way.

Inspiration:

Lately I've been working on a lot of new art. It's taking me a while to finish a 4 foot painting but I am really excited on how its turning out. I've also done some other water color paintings which are bigger then my normal sized art. I'm really just trying to do bigger paintings so they have a "bigger" impact on people. I'm also trying to get a good amount of paintings so I can start looking around and hopefully have them displayed in a gallery somewhere downtown. That is a big event I want to experience this coming new year. However, I still have to figure out a way to properly display them. I also have to take more time in writing descriptions for them. Anyways I cannot wait to upload some of the new stuff!

te quiero dar mi voz si te quiero quiero quiero quiero quiero te quiero dar mi voz a ti

Tint: Bluish

How Do I feel?... Magical.

Mexico in my heart always!

I seriously love my culture and hope for the best with all the happenings in Mexico.

.Flow and Trust.

Today I was reminded that I have no control in the things that are bound to happen, I must let go of control and trust in our Creater. All I have to do is go with the flow.

Happy Sunday.

Sputnik Sweetheart

Curently reading Sputnik Sweetheart and it is amazing. Haruki has a way with words.

Merriweather Post Pavilion

Down There

New Avey Tare Solo Album. It's seriously a masterpeice.Such an emotional album. He is soo good at portraying feelings into music.

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The Man I am in love with.

Man Mundt.

Matt and Ethan play insane music. I need to record them and post a video.

All those people are busy with things.

Sons of light

You are going to have the light just a little longer, walk while you have the light, before darkness overtakes you. The man who walks in the dark does not know where he is going. Put your trust in the light while you have it, so that you may become sons of light. - Jesus
John 12:35-36

Animal Collective - Street Flash

THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I"VE BEEN FEELING.




Does anyone in here get hit with inside fever,
So bad sometimes it's hard to move around?
They'll show you all the things you are not doing,
Instead of helping you they'll block ya out.
And you're whining you shouldn't waste your morning,
But the couch fibers kept you inside.
Said I'm so sorry I came in late this evening,
But all the clocks around the town had died,
And all the fruit stores' colors were so bright,
With couples smiling, cooking things tonight,
And what were all those troubles on my mind?
Oh, I took a walk...

(Cough! Sniff...)
Well, uh,
Just what I need, right?The morning light.
The room (cough) we all have,
No more any (?)
I just listen tonight,
And all we know,
Is all that I have,
Is in control.

The room is filled with men and cock,
And I don't break 'till a midnight shock.
Are you coming out tonight?
Pretend I am? Well, I just might.
The room is filled with ancient dates,
Where I've been and what I ate.
Before I'm asked to throw them out,
I play with every little doubt.
The room is filled with gummy bears,
Electric shavers, ingrown hairs.
I keep the curtains tied in knots.
You sleep on cotton, rest in fluff.
The room is filled with catalogues,
Encyclopedias, books enough,
To keep me busy in the morning.
Sun sets fast without a warning.
The room is filled with cords and plugs,
Electronic translucent bugs.
And what's that crawling all around?
What's that twitching, is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?
Is it still alive!?

Does anyone in here get hit with inside fever,
So bad sometimes it's hard to move around?
They'll show you all the things you are not doing,
Instead of helping you they'll block ya out.
And you're whining you shouldn't waste your morning,
But the couch fibers kept you inside.
I'm so sorry I came in late this evening,
But all the clocks around the town had died,
And all the fruit stores colors were so bright,
With couples smiling, cooking things tonight,
And what were all those troubles on my mind?
Yes, I took a walk.
Oh, I like a walk.
Oh, I like a walk.

I don't want to grow distant from God. Not that God will ever grow distant from me.

There’s this world in my head, within every interior of my body that although at times it is eager to flow out and although at times it feels like it is out, it’s not even close.

People see not the bits of it not at all what my world really is..

I can't even describe it myself...But I like it.

It's where I get my energy from, the sweet juice that keeps my blood wet.

My eyes see a world of destruction a world not so appealing but my soul feels a world of everlasting beauty, explosion of colors never before seen.

I want to show the whole world my inner creations but I know it is impossible because they are mine. And so all I can do is flow the best I can.

I believe however that all these humans all these people we roam the earth with have their own magical world within the layers of their skin, and that this world has worlds within worlds.

We all have something beautiful to offer and yet society seems to steal this from us.

Oh what a thief society is and how weak the human race is for letting this happen.

How horrible it is to blend in, to have the only thing that really matters abducted from us and thrown away like it was never there.

Our own little spark of magic, gone. But I have learned to have faith, to hope and believe.

This dazzling world that lies in me was beginning to disintegrate into the unknown but faith has rescued it and I hope for all the other worlds that are in danger, and I believe that every creature roaming this earth will get to it before it is gone because their inner world glows like the moon glows upon this earth.

It’s what lights up the darkness within us.

It’s what pushes us to continue on this impermanent land.

It’s a gift given to us by the Creator and we have done nothing to deserve it.

It is by His grace and His unconditional love for us that we have received the spark of magic. This is what I have learned from God in my very own personal relationship with Him, and I know it doesn’t stop here.

God dwells in me in this world I speak of, the celestial King of my heart.

The love He has to offer is pure.

God is love.

If only we could see and learn from His unconditional love if only we could get it through our heads that all we need to do is try, that God doesn’t expect us to be perfect rather to be consistent. To repent when we fall into temptation and realize that the sun rising is our hope for another chance.

I Love you God.