"We began before words and we will end beyond words."
I've been playing Habbo Hotel since 2006. I'd sign on, visit a popular space and make new friends. When it comes to thinking about virtual safe spaces the phrase itself can seem contradictory. For example, I entirely avoid the YouTube comment section when Cheescaleigh uploads a video on MTV's Decoded. Francesca even mentioned that she had... Continue Reading →
"In lucid dreaming, you are dreaming and know that you are dreaming. A dream becomes lucid when your daytime 'wake consciousness' becomes active while you are in a dream- so you are dreaming and know you are dreaming." "Vivid dreams arise from Rapid Eye Movement (REM) sleep, in which the brain is as active as it... Continue Reading →
I'm not good at sleeping. Especially, with other people; the room becomes too warm and the bed becomes too crowded. I don't think what I have is insomnia, but rather simply a displaced awakeness. I'm awake because I can't sleep right now, and not because I can't sleep at all. I do like to cuddle-- but not... Continue Reading →
I got angry last night and wrote two posts that I've never been more passionate about. Last year I struggled to define the thematic of this blog: deciding whether it was a portfolio for the Head in the Sky Series, or poetry platform, or a diary. I entered 2016 not knowing what this blog would... Continue Reading →
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Where have I been? Where's leafrosewatson? I'M ALIVE. I've been super busy making a new series of collage characters, I'm trying my best to get the new series up on WordPress and on my Tumblr page-- Hopefully, you'll see them soon. The latest character is #1047 The series is entitled Baby, You're Blue (I wanted to... Continue Reading →
It only occurred to me recently that I rarely post any sort of blogging content. The funny thing is I actually do enjoy writing about my life. I mean, I keep a diary so naturally its sort of embedded in my system. I suppose sometimes I assume you, my followers, want to see my work... Continue Reading →
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