Wallace & Portia

Marriage is honorable but whoremongers God will judge - Hebrews 13

"In hell you never sleep, rest or find a quiet moment. No rest from the torments, the screams, the fear, the thirst, the lack of breath, the stench, the heat, the hopelessness. You are isolated from contact with any other people."

- Bill Wiese – Book: 23 Minutes in Hell

"Now, O body, you are paying the price of the delights you granted yourself!...and you did it of your own free will I saw several souls fall into Hell, and among them was a child of fifteen, cursing her parents for not having taught her to fear God nor that there was a Hell. Her life had been a short one, she said, but full of sin, for she had given in to all that her body and passions demanded in the way of satisfaction"

-Sister Josefa Menendez - From the book Way of Divine Love - 1923

"I'm a surgical nurse at a hospital in Phoenix, Arizona. We have lots of near-death cases there, and almost all of them are the negative kind. You know what I mean people who wind up in hell!"

- P.M.H.Atwateer (Journal of Near-Death Studies Vol.10)

REM sleep aside, dreams are the stuff futures are made of.

If you got a dream, and a hammer like Sir Wallace-stir there- you can build a tomorrow. Otherwise, you are likely going to stay put.

One day, Wallace and Portia started emailing and writing haikus and practicing random synchronized inversely proportional mood swings and that led to the dreaming.

I think that's what this is all about. Putting one foot in front of the other, through leaves, over bridges (a vague Kurt Vonnegut reference) until we get where ever it is we're going.

How about you? Are you dreaming? Or are you wide awake?
Either will do and either will get you where you're going. Just start down the path and have fun with it. What else, after all, is there?

I don't remember where Portia and I saw her. Or perhaps Portia didn't, although I remember talk of the technique. Notwithstanding, I stumbled across her work recently on the interweb and love it all over again. See my favourite for yourself here.

In other news, I've been hammering pellets into wood for what seems like an eternity, building something that belongs in a funeral home. And it lives in my living room. I really should leave this sort of thing to the professionals.

My thoughts exactly. 

Her Portianess said:

I was browsing through some flickr Designer slash Artists and I kept coming across these fantastic creations, all emanating from the apparent same brain.