I Deserve So Much Better

"What I want from us
Is empty our minds
We fake a fuss
And fracture the times
We go blind
When we've needed to see
And it leans on me
Like a rootless tree

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing to you"

This Will Heal Given Time

"Self-destruction is the effect of cowardice in the highest extreme."
Daniel Defoe

Glint

Let it be known that I'm not such a cold hearted cynical sort.... Joanna Montgomery's latest design piece brought a flutter to my little piece of chest flint. Montgomery, who is a interactive designer and photographer, invented Pillow Talk in a bid to bond long distance lovers. It's a very simple idea but something that i think has the potential to sell like hot cakes.


"Each person has a pillow for their bed and a chest sensor which they wear to sleep at night. The chest sensor wirelessly communicates with the other person’s pillow; when one person goes to bed, their lover’s pillow begins to glow softly to indicate their presence. Placing your head on the pillow allows you to hear the real-time heartbeat of your loved one. The result is an intimate interaction between two lovers, regardless of the distance between them."


It definitely beats holding an overheated mobile phone to a reddening ear! The video below gives a brief demo of Pillow Talk in action. Due to numerous enquires regarding where to purchase a set, she is currently seeking investments in order to turn the project into a product.

To see more of Montgomery's work check out her site:
http://www.joannamontgomery.com/

You're So Cool

"I kept asking Clarence why our world seemed to be collapsing and things seemed to be getting so shitty. And he'd say, "that's the way it goes, but don't forget, it goes the other way too." That's the way romance is...usually, that's the way it goes, but every once in awhile, it goes the other way too "

Alabama from True Romance

Cicatrix

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."

Neil Gaiman

Valediction

It’s difficult to comprehend that one of the most genuine and dear friends i've ever known has been gone 12 months. Previously cushioned by an invincible attitude that i have youth on my side and cancer won't catch me,i couldn't get my head around the fact that she was a few years older than me and 10 million times healthier. I’ve lost family over the years but the grief passed and didn't affect me in the same way that her passing did. I hate the fact that took losing her in order to fully realise that life is short. It prompted me to get off my ass and see more of the world. Whilst Vancouver simmers in an unusual heat wave I raise a glass to her memory tonight.

For months part of me refused to believe that she was really dead-Nope, she’s off gallivanting around the world, cracking people up and spreading a little light. She may not be physically here anymore but I still feel her presence at times.

August 2009 brings another loss, but of a different kind. A loss of trust, love and respect. Strange how a deceased person can seem so close and a living one so far away

Image: Distance