March 29, 2011

"You're Too Much a Part of Too Much"


My roommate wrote this prose poem.
I thought it was beautiful.

Ashes
Kamille Dayley

"We need to talk. Call me back. Please don't ignore me anymore."
              You can cut yourself on those icicles.
                          And so much left unsaid.
You jerk, you heartbreaker, you two-timing sonofa
You said you'd made your choice. There's not a We anymore.
Stop acting like there is.
                                          It hurts too much.
You're acting exactly the same as before.
Except, she's the one you're kissing.
             You're not the only one involved
I can't cut you out completely; you're too much a part of too much.
                           More's the pity.
            So at least
            Let me move on.
                         I hate that I still care about you
It's so utterly unfair.


The sun shines, though
through the haze surrounding my head.
I have a second chance with the musician sometime soon.
Current Theme Song:

{images via WeHeartIt}
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March 27, 2011

"Colors of the Krishna"


"A single thread in a tapestry, though it's color brightly shines, can never see it's purpose in the cotton of the grand design." -The Prince of Egypt


There is a temple in Spanish Fork 
that celebrates Indian culture and faith.


2 of my roomies and I
parked a ten-minute walk away,
and our white shirts & skin got freckled with colors
all along the pathway.


Early for the next chalk throwing,
we explored the temple grounds.


{Kami's shirt is actually tie-dyed.}


We were an hour away from
changing our ethnicities,
an hour away from becoming 
one rainbow race of humans.


We sought warmth within the temple walls
{our T-shirts didn't stand a chance against the wind chill}.
Though I wasn't praying to Krishna as I chanted,
I felt tranquil and closer to my friends, beside me.


And then
the air exploded with color.


Our complexions constantly changed.


We couldn't seem to stop drowning
each other in chalky clouds.


The temptation was just too great
to stop splattering ourselves.


Complete strangers joined in the goal we had
to paint ourselves from head to sneakers.
{Thanks, strangers. We should be friends.}


A wonderfully unifying day,
under the same showers of rainbow chalk.


I love discovering new ways of thinking,
and finding ways to implement them in my life.
Even if it's a tiny change,
it's a step towards something bigger.

{ "Mauja Hi Mauja" remixed by DJ Bhagatriks}
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March 16, 2011

"The Sisyphus Effect"


There once lived a king named Sisyphus,
who had a powerful zest for life,
and prided himself in being the greatest of men,
equal to the gods.


But his pride led him to exposing one of the gods' secrets,
so they condemned him to an eternity of frustration.
His task was to push a boulder up a steep hill
before feeling it slip from under his sweaty palms
and tumble back down to the bottom
before he could ever reach the top.
Forever.


Old Sisyphus, I am sure you longed for your kingdom,
just as I wish for my LeoPalace in Japan.
But the lot life has given us
is one we can enjoy.


For as we push the boulder up the hill,
our muscles grow stronger.


As we feel the chill of the breeze
the boulder stirs when it rolls backwards past us,
our sweat is cooled.


The passions we quested for in our life past,
can fuel our hearts and drive us forward.
We can learn new things from the mundane.
Like how to cook chicken, with Cuisiniére Meagan.


And how to make elvish braids
and eat raw cookie dough.


And how to rock out to Enya tunes.


And how to eat a piping-hot soufflé
without burning your tongue,
compliments of Kairi.


Perhaps you cannot learn new recipes,
experience the changing seasons,
or dance with your friends anymore...
but I can, Sisyphus.

And I'll find the path that leads from Hades
back to the land above, where we once lived. 

{ "Buy This Town" by Lori McKenna}
{first two photos via WeHeartIt}
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March 13, 2011

"..."


he almost destroyed me.
never again.


"When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead keep your head up high and gaze into Heaven, for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal." -Anon.


"The best way to mend a broken heart is time and girlfriends." -Gwyneth Paltrow


"A heartbreak is a blessing from God. It's just His way of lettering you realize He saved you from the wrong one." -Anon.


"Tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it." -Albert Smith


"We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey." -Kenji Miyazawa


"Sadness flies away on the wings of time." -Jean de La Fontaine

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March 11, 2011

"We're All Connected"


"...As ye are desirous to come into the fold of God, and to be called His people... willing to bear one another's burdens, that they may be light... willing to mourn with those that mourn, yea, and comfort those that stand in need of comfort..." -Mosiah 18:8-9


Many friends in Japan have responded, 
saying they're safe. I am so grateful.
The earthquake and tsunami hit farther east than where they live,
and my friends in the Tokyo area are alive and accounted for.
If I was still in Japan, I'd be safe too, living in Kakogawa.
However, those same friends have other friends in
Sendai and Tokyo, who they're worried about,
who they haven't been able to contact,
who are missing.


Your string could start with me.
My string continues on to my Hyogo, Osaka, Ishikawa, and Tokyo friends.
Their strings continue on to their loved ones in the destroyed areas.
We are all connected in this.
早く大丈夫になるようにあせる



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March 4, 2011

"Cherry Filling"


Roommate Amy: "Life is like a box of chocolates..."
Me: "Ya nevah know whatcha gowna get... Sometimes ya get the cherry-flavored ones, and you just gotta throw those away.
There's a cherry in my life right now. I don't WANT the cherry fillin', dang it! Gimme the caramel! ... *deep sigh* Someday I'll eat the caramel again."

And here's a sketch of Shenn, the King of O-Rayne,
from my little novel, Petrichor
He's so monstrous.

I wanna look this good when I'm forty, too, Shenn. Tell me your secrets.


PS: Thank you all for your little love notes and gestures, 
both online and in person. 
My heart is smiling so much. 

{"Shenn", "O-Rayne" © Petrichor Ashley S. Harmon}
{Image via WeHeartIt}
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"Shell Shocked"

{click to enlarge}

Just when I discover I'm healing,
reality comes back and drags its claws over my chest
and the wounds reopen.

Current Playlist:

Current theme song:

The wolf's {Shee-Roy's} features are
supposed to be really blackened.
Hurray for personal symbolism. 
When I get better at art, I'll redo this one.

{"Cho", "Shee-Roy"/"Shiroi" © Petrichor Ashley S. Harmon}
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March 2, 2011

"Little Victories"



I found this in my Ye Olde Japan files.
It's the bedtime version of THIS.
Guess I liked the song a lot.

Held my first interview today, at work.
Now I'm starting to feel like a real producer. And that is what I am.
{I make radio spots.}
Also, I have a date with a musician next week.



Feelin' perdy gud. Not even lyin'.



I'ma doll up fer this one.


What little victories are happening in your life?
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