This photograph of the cellist Pablo Casals by Yousuf Karsh struck a particular cord with me,

it's magnificent.

Today is the class art trip to Chicago.

Camera charged, book in bag.

I am ready.

Since 15, 8 have happened
and there are 37.

and now 1 more

seemingly 10

but not

I think , "It must be up."

But no, I am wrong

1 is deceitful

1/5 2/5

3 remaining and left

almost half and my grasp is slack

and HFJ weakened

(but not sapped)

31

overkill overkill

overkill

we've now killed 4 with less leftover than before

to be exact 24

today is different,

you sit

not pacing, pounding, crying but coughing

closed faced and backwards

leaning

21

are you tired too? sick? dying?

20

the air is plenty (but oxygen sparse)

19 and plump is gaunt and gaunt is passed

what makes you and i...

return to topic, 17

are we of one of everything

one over the other to reduce redefine?

almost 9

only 5 until, 7 suffered

and died

but not I

1 has passed and quick'nings digress

and 12 is now

with but 11 one less one less

2 now 3, 7

this cannot be believed

should not be believed

for now 6 exist

for She is varying

from one second to the next

millisecond passed

what is knowledge what is knowledge

what is truth what is truth

for what was 6 is now 5

almost 4

never the same as the minute before

3 you deceive! what is not me my mind not be what can this be?

all scatter scream to facts they cling

for nothing is above what we can think

are You a Fool? the time is 2 and we're defined by what we do

and if we cannot comprehend then it's a lie made up by men

1

do I dare speak?

utter

compliance

and knowledge, is truth

and truth is not defined

by what we find, or sight, or time

truth is this, and truth is done

truth is this, remaining one.

Apple, fall a ways away from the tree. Please.

My current view:

be jealous, he's adorable.

anyways

I don't care if 'quotation is a serviceable substitute for wit'

or whatever it is he -- /Oscar Wilde-- said.

although I do adore his writing.

I smirk when people quote it, that 'quotation is a serviceable substitute for wit.'

5.
Usually, wits.
a. powers of intelligent observation, keen perception, ingenious contrivance, or the like; mental acuity, composure, and resourcefulness: using one's wits to get ahead.

Saying they lack it momentarily (or constantly?)

hahaha.

There are also those that are critics and are critical about quoting,

believing you should make your own quotes to live by.

But I don't care.

Quotes are serviceable.

Lee Strobel, I am endlessly ecstatic about reading your book The Case for Christ.

C.S. Lewis, Thank You for being such a genius:

"If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning."

I love this girl.

Today it reached above 50. It was so incredibly gorgeous.

Lauren and I took pictures, and they turned out beautiful.

I'll post them later, when it's not 1:30AM.

In case you want a peek, here's my flickr: www.flickr.com/photos/dearjaclyn

I just got home from Bandfest this afternoon/early evening. Tiffany. Tanya. Truly lovely gals. Lovely, lovely.

My 50mm f/1.8 canon lens came in the mail earlier this week... I am HAPPY! and oh so excited.

Today was extremely beautiful outside. Sunny, not below freezing.. It was great. And tomorrow is supposed to be beautiful as WELL! Ah, the weather makes or breaks my day. Yes, yes. So. Tomorrow. Photoshoot w/ Lauren. I am so, so excited to shoot somebody again, especially Lauren, my original, my guinea pig, my little lady. She recently cut almost all her hair off, so I'm really excited to shoot her with some different hair.

Jesse showed me a gorgeous place for photographing. It has water, piers, trees, open areas, red plants, a bulldozer at the moment.. ha. It's great, it really is.

Then I told him, "You show me things I never thought existed." And we giggled.

But it's true.

I don't even like black and white.

I actually semi-loathe it half of the time.

Spending the night with you is a dream.
It's perfect.

Today was beautiful.

The snow and ice melted,

the water moved.

I've been so up and down,

all over everywhere.

I'm waiting for it to stop.

I'm waiting for things to be normal again.

As normal as they ever were.

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Oh, and I finished Choke.

There won't always be "happy" endings,

things won't end up "perfect,"

but that's okay.

It's okay.

"That's the way it goes some days, a fever comes at you without a warning. and i can see it in your face, you've been waiting to break since you woke up this morning. Mr. Blue, don't hold your head so low that you can't see the sky."

currently reading: Choke by Chuck Palahniuk.
so good.