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Thursday, August 11, 2022

Taking Time

Time is love, love is patient, things emerge after you forget them. Time you can’t see passing by to be able to tell the time you asked. Morphing out of wood all your ideas turn into leaves. Sprouting at the seam, from the sun and drops of dew, those sweet kisses that u gave. Leaves that fall, fell once gone now to find a new unknown, trusting To take the fall for all who grow, a risk… in the autumn brisk, It’s fall after all. 

Words can paint or say n spit. Pick the way, like fruit  w  judgement. Leaving some all the others to enjoy. Plenty, abundant!  In deed so, they’ll keep comin’! They once showed me a tree upside down which sends signals beneath the ground! Breathing deep and drinking plenty, warm w worms. Up top Giving birds a home, and the ones who dare a new perspective. Fresh up high or down down under, two entire worlds entertwined in time in unison. Multi-directional, A lovely home for those who dream it. 

“Don’t cut them down, these are our lungs! 
Not only mine but yours as well, they purify the oxygen, Our homes are here and we ask nothing! But Grow with us and take what you need… but not just break… the time, spend it here, it’s endless. Ever is who it’s for! Find her”, they say

Forget the clock! the tree will tell! The time we spent up in that tree looking for Ever, the girl with the long lasting promise… 

Saturday, August 6, 2022

Heads…

Shoulders, Knees and Toes… Knees and Toes!
Eyes and Ears and … what else does it say? It resonates w me at this moment… like everything is falling apart and breaking even body parts r getting hurt n such. Roxy is getting better and getting her staples out today. I’m wearing my neck brace as I type this… it’s pink and so is my sweater… no bottoms. Down comforter. Well panties lol Marilyn Monroe they say. She’s staring at the door from a framed photograph of her in a theatre w her legs up … she looks like she has white feathers coming off of her head but she doesn’t,,, it’s an optical illusion… she looks Cabaret Marilyn in white in a Boss position. The all white look against the deep red theatre chairs make her the eye catch, but when is she not? My brother bought me this and it’s one of the nicest gifts I’ve ever received. I was always a Marilyn fan and collected everything Marilyn. When ppl knew, that was always the way to go as for a gift. I learned about Marilyn from my Cuban Grandmother Aida whom I’m named after… Tamara Aida… Tamara Aida Diaz… my name has a palindrome. It all looks like a palindrome but whatever it’s weird bc it took me a long time to notice it and I was given signs in numbers that were palindromes… over and over … I started writing them down… it was so weird, so strange… I became obsessed bc I always say a palindrome… I made a piece of art w some of the numbers and need to continue bc it makes a room full of Palindromes and it’s so powerful and like a code of some sort, maybe if I fill the room w the Palindrome paintings we will all take off and fly up into the air and burst into island planets lol. 

My knee is all better now, shoulder feels alright, feet could use a foot massage. Offer a foot massage to somebody you love this weekend… they prob never had one before hahaha or more probable really needed one! 

Do more nice things for others. 

Think.

Love Ya
TAMZ


Thursday, August 4, 2022

Can I ask you a question?

Not me. Makes me have crazy anxiety that one would ask. What possibly could it be? Why would I wana hear it and especially bc they asked it wasnt the Right time… I realized it may never be… that all is just information… I forgave them. I just rather … everything be right….
But the feeling was . They r testing me, it’s all… they all in it… everyone is in it! Even me. I’m not making it to the farmers market… I don’t have time to be pissed off at myself, or anyone else for that matter. Idk what I’m trying to say here but I’m hearing the sounds of the city and I miss Roxy Girl! She Better Knowww. The just only asked if “can I ask you a question” Lol.

I have secrets… 
I don’t say my things… I live like in a mystery, so mysterious that even the obvious would be in code. Oh I miss Roxy, Oh!

& no, You may not.