tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post6528309411174676381..comments2023-10-20T07:31:01.231-07:00Comments on musings of a melancholic: I am blankcandacemorrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13893739347394561554noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-89779640650671473072008-11-18T12:15:00.000-08:002008-11-18T12:15:00.000-08:00To be misunderstood is to try and communicate a po...To be misunderstood is to try and communicate a point and have it be taken the opposite way. You are a beautiful enchanting mystery. There is something inside you that is not of us - some fierce desire that humans cannot understand. To feel the way you feel - some wish for a glimpse of that their entire life. Although your blessing may come as sometimes a curse, it is still firstly your blessing. You are otherly. And it is magnificent.<BR/><BR/>And your photos - I would call those nothing BUT fantastic art!Devonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10613322099900619636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-63557172581015441462008-11-18T11:33:00.000-08:002008-11-18T11:33:00.000-08:00jmg,i love this picture.thank you for equating thi...jmg,<BR/>i love this picture.<BR/>thank you for equating this time for me to a time of feirce fragility...like a doe.<BR/><BR/>like a doe...candacemorrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13893739347394561554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-43765871233452378142008-11-18T11:28:00.000-08:002008-11-18T11:28:00.000-08:00i love your distance. you're the star i gaze at an...i love your distance. <BR/><BR/>you're the star i gaze at and wish upon with my childhood lullaby. you're also my 2am book light, my car make-up mirror luminary, my bathtub candle. <BR/><BR/>you're tender and fearful, nestling and awesome.<BR/><BR/>i love your paradox.<BR/><BR/>if you chase a fawn with food, it will run. but, if you have the patience, the gentleness, the quite of spirit, to sit and wait with palm open, maybe, just maybe, it'll glide to your side as you with muffled breath watch this magnificently fierce and fragile creature receive your nourishment.<BR/><BR/>i love your disease.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00499970438108858216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-28353584416303848882008-11-17T20:32:00.000-08:002008-11-17T20:32:00.000-08:00Karen and Steven,A dunlap hug sounds divine. I lov...Karen and Steven,<BR/>A dunlap hug sounds divine. I love how being with you both quiets me so...<BR/><BR/>Dovely,<BR/>Rest...I wish I could find this.<BR/>A run in the night wind...I wish I could find this.<BR/>Brushes and talent...where art thou?<BR/><BR/>Friend of the most tender kind. I find in you.candacemorrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13893739347394561554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-46689987422961932192008-11-17T20:17:00.000-08:002008-11-17T20:17:00.000-08:00I see you, artist.I'm caught between wanting to ru...I see you, artist.<BR/><BR/>I'm caught between wanting to run over and pull you physically out and into the night air, and knowing that maybe all you want is rest.<BR/><BR/>I would let you use my brushes, so that you could paint a song on that barren whiteness, infuse the dichotomy of choking analysis and empty solitude with a dance of all the color I know you own.<BR/><BR/>I love you. Even in this place.UmberDovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10920126905837786943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-6533943673136290812008-11-17T20:15:00.000-08:002008-11-17T20:15:00.000-08:00I would very much like to give you a hug. So would...I would very much like to give you a hug. So would Steve. A delicious Candi/Dunlap sandwhich.Steve, Karen, Delaney, & Jude Dunlaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12831103601996205078noreply@blogger.com