Finally Got To Thank Them For Saving My Life After Twenty Years.

Caged, your dress riding up your ass Kicking at your cast Limping, yet harassing the dance floor Caged here, too, within the concrete and glass and the metal my mind is for itself I’ll dance with you, darling New friend. Someone without bounds. I used to be you I fear to be you.

RMS, 9/9/2018

Virginia Woolf, from Orlando: A Biography

For some reason, she hadn’t realized before that leaving meant leaving something behind. This was a gouging…a formidable excavation. Perhaps the true fault in our nature is believing that these coinciding and colliding lives are intrinsically meaningful. Or perhaps it’s our greatest asset. Oh, but to be able to let go of it all, regardless.

RMS, 3/26/2015

One had a day; one had a year.

(RMS, September 2021.)

A group of incredible beings created something amazing in mid-May of 2023. I was lucky enough to get to see it all flourish and flow at Public Records in Brooklyn, New York.

How I received this unbelievable opportunity I will never know; I couldn’t believe what the Universe placed in my hands. Which is a given—Sigur Rós is the sound of our Universe breathing. True beauty is in everything, and their warm vibrations remind me of that daily.

When I turned my closed eyes to the sky in this photograph (and film poster), my atoms threaded with the sacred, loud, quiet, endless, dark, shimmering, blindingly bright world outside the walls and the glowing cathedral @katya_gimro and her team had created inside the studio.

My being exploded, boundless. Listening to such powerful sound for twenty-one years accumulated into a melding of air and skin, sound and senses, unhinged vulnerability, elation, and, of course: exponential joy.

Thank you, Sigur Rós. Endlessly. You’ve shown my soul true peace. You stayed right beside this exhausted, grieving child down her path of finding uncontrollable vibrancy and her true spirit.

“There’s something sacred and holy about what that does on the inside. And to share that experience with others is just so beautiful.”

—Steven Ezra Riley

The Universe will hold you. You just have to find a way to hear it.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=qEw--v19WyI

Sky mountains.

(RMS, 11-5-2022.)

Fortuity.

“Said one observer on Gallatin Road, about three-quarters of a mile north of the storm, ‘The tornado cloud was first observed while watching the unusual hail, which fell prior to the storm. The cloud approaching from a westerly direction appeared like a huge inverted cone moving rapidly across a light-colored background of rain, looking very much similar to a shadow moving across a motion picture screen.’”

https://www.weather.gov/ohx/nashvilletornadomarch1933

“You may’ve bought the gun,

But I made my own powder.”

(RMS, 8-8-21.)

Banishment.

(RMS, 6-8-22.)