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Walk silently through my doors and reminisce with me
We once glowed brightly under the midnight sky, you and I
We sat on benches and our mouths kept time with our hearts
Words flowing from ear canal, to heart, to mind and out through the nose.
We drowned in a mess of freshman philosophy and sickly sweet high school romance poetry
Mixing the liquids of our fear and joy we let it fluoresce in the space above our heads
We stood against the light to cast shadows upwards; we carved the sky into shapes and figures more beautiful than ourselves.
At the edge of morning you handed me one last secret
Standing on my toes I hid it behind the sun because you couldn't reach
I lost you in a field one evening because the cows and snails wouldn't tell me where you went
The moon turned to reflect not the sun, but a thousand street-lights into the tall grass so I could find you
At the edge of the water I caught you dancing, and found your hand in mid-sway
we fell over the side and sat where we could see
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7 books
In my library, there are 7 books.
1. I have both an ocean and a deep fire in my head and heart. I fall freely in my ocean, converting thought into breath. I adore this tiny infinity because I am warm and understood here. I bring puzzles and mysteries and ideas here to unravel them and to dissolve their length and depth in my ocean. In here I keep the galaxies and the spaces in between. In here I experience gravity and entropy and relativity as emotional bursts of color and sound. From my ocean I can feel the breath of the universe, follow the rise and fall of the stellar membrane that pulls us all together. In my ocean I float, unburdened and complete.
2. My fire is both terrible and profound.Its heat burns the inside of me into charcoal black and leaves me feeling like weightless ash and dust . It burns a deep orange and reaches out from the space between my heart and my feet and makes me want to run away. My fire takes too much and gives very little, but it gives a light to see throu
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hush, we are small
reach away from me
twist your back to miss the fall of my gaze
hold your eyes in your hands
become lost
pupils dilate to drink the dim light
the fresh sweat and old desire
you are my secret silhouette
and your fire ignites the falling dust
Silence like a lace net
silence like dust motes of crystalline ice
small, worthless and beautiful
infinite and dark
heat and breath diffuse us
light is shattered by cloth and night
and it ends with a thousand memories of morning
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Enso Today by pravoxian Enso Today :iconpravoxian:pravoxian 2 0
After Sunset
Him Hey, tell me something. If you died tonight, what would be the last thing you wish  
        you'd said to me,but didn't?
Her: Something I wish I had said, but didn't? So you're saying that I am dead, gone to  
        heaven, or hell or whatever, and I am thinking about what I'd wish I'd said.
Him: Yea, what would you have said to me, right before a dinosaur comes storming out of  
        that bush over that and bites your head off, or before the Rapture begins and Jesus  
        takes all the good people to heaven.
Her: Or maybe you kill me?
Him: Yea, or maybe I'll kill you.
Her: Why would I care? I'd be in heaven.
Him: Or hell
Her: Or hell. They're both not really places where you worry about last words. Or  
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Alleywalk by pravoxian Alleywalk :iconpravoxian:pravoxian 0 0 Asleep by pravoxian Asleep :iconpravoxian:pravoxian 1 2
Something from when I was asleep
It was a brief moment. There was no context, or speech.
We folded into each other like magnets.
Crook of arm meeting joint of wrist, neck pressed against neck so I felt the faint throb of her pulse.
The points of contact sent tingling multicoloured ripples outward over us.
Our eyes were closed, we were crouched behind a Roman pillar. It was night.
And her scent of old books and fresh coffee lingered.
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Observations from a funeral
Sandalwood incense does it's best to mask the odour, but if you take a deep enough breath you can catch the sharp, earthy, metallic tang of embalming fluid.
There are three distinct classes of people here.
The people who are from the deceased's generation, crying and wailing out of grief, but every now and again flashing a look of mortal fear when they think no one is looking.
The people from one generation below, playing the role of the organizers and pillars of strength. They try to remain stoic by making themselves useful, but occasionally that dam bursts.
The youth of my generation stand about in the corners and corridors, trying to stay out of the way. The slightly older ones search their memories for some relevant, personal memory of the deceased because it's inappropriate to be bored at a funeral. The younger ones revel in their ignorance of any real idea of grief.
The sombre, sober tone of funerals seem to create the perfect atmosphere for business and political talk. If anyone
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"Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it's just not that good. It's trying to be good, it has potential, but it's not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn't have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I've ever met. It's gonna take awhile. It's normal to take awhile. You've just gotta fight your way through."
— Ira Glass
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Prav the Kumar
Artist | Hobbyist | Photography
Current Residence: Malaysia|A third world country with an identity problem
Favourite genre of music: Rock|Instrumentals|Acoustic|Electro
Favourite photographer: FnD|Bule|Cweeks
Favourite style of art: Surrealism|Realism|People
Operating System: Windows XP|Caffeine
MP3 player of choice: iTunes
Favourite cartoon character: Calvin and Hobbes
Personal Quote: See life anew everyday


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wh0rem0ans Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2010
thanks for the fave ... :frail:
pikaole Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2010  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks for the fave :D
oO-Rein-Oo Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2010   Photographer
Thank you so much for the fave on Reach Out For My Soul :bow:
Come see some of my other photos too if you have some spare time!! :) ;)
emersontung Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2009  Professional Digital Artist
thanks for the fav, prav-man!
zakhren Featured By Owner Oct 26, 2009
Haha thanks for the fave Prav! =D
red-kupu-kupu Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2009
hey! sorry for the late reply! haha. your welcome. i find that your work is very raw and honest, especially your writings. :)

that being said, may i link you on my blog? er can i steal a photo of you as an icon for the link? haha.
Awasteof-paint Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2009
thank you so much for the watch! :)
azimpuch Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2009   Photographer
thanks for the fav
JosephThomas Featured By Owner Dec 3, 2008  Professional Photographer
Hey there! Thanks for the :+fav: on "A Love Story!" [link]
hippobutt Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2008
OI OI OI!!! terima kasih banyah banyah untuk fav itu :D heh... i malays you ^_^
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