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Masha Myxa
03 April 2009 @ 11:07 pm
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feel free to re-add me if you still want to stay connected
i will be extending the same courtesy
 
 
Masha Myxa
31 March 2009 @ 11:22 pm
http://www.experimedia.net/
 
 
Masha Myxa
30 March 2009 @ 11:43 am
loved this

via http://taiga-sound.livejournal.com/

 
 
Masha Myxa
29 March 2009 @ 10:04 pm
need a name change
so
im considering

myxina (last name with cyrillic twist)
death_by_blonde

(the other i want, -pochti ne vso ravno-, meaning im almost not indifferent, doesnt fit letter wise)

or maybe you can help
something that says snarky(sarcastic) but playful
maybe add some sex too
 
 
Masha Myxa
29 March 2009 @ 06:02 am
-i could bend the universe
if I could only get there first-

things left so terribly undone.-
 
 
 
Masha Myxa
28 March 2009 @ 09:42 pm
title seemed elusive enough and so
katie, scottie, yelena, and i
hit
symmetry study #14

 
 
Masha Myxa
26 March 2009 @ 05:27 pm
not to fall to deeply into the stars
but heres the light tnite
= a bit idealistic,
where i roam.

the Libran part of you is tuned as tight as the high string on a violin.
Spirit gave you some advice back before you were born: don't pluck it.
And don't let anyone else pluck it either.

Inevitably, with your terrific sensitivity, you'll get rattled from time to time.
What can you do about it?
Watch a ballet, or any other beautiful thing.
The outer harmony will internalize; you'll sigh, releasing tension.
That's the Libran evolutionary strategy in a nutshell: flood your senses with perceptions of beauty.
It will soothe you, lifting you closer to the unbreakable serenity which is the true goal of this sign of the zodiac.

You were born with an instinctive tolerance for paradox.
Everything has two sides, and you'll almost always consider both.
This gives great clarity of mind, but also presents a problem.

Be careful you don't get caught between two equally attractive or (unattractive!) possibilities and just freeze there.

Life will crystallize around you again and again in that form: you'll be faced with a parade of morally or practically ambiguous situations. You'll understand them far better than your more dogmatic friends.
The question is whether you'll be able to make a choice and get on with your life, burning bridges behind you.
 
 
Masha Myxa
24 March 2009 @ 12:19 am
did an urban crawl
to scope out potential sites for photo shoot

had a few uncomfortable encounters
with unidentified sound
in dark stairwells
in abandoned factories

but have a pretty picture
in mind
of a future sprawl
with a white and red wedding gown
holding pearls
amidst the decay

i will have to return
with a handy accomplice

 
 
Masha Myxa
23 March 2009 @ 01:55 pm
You’re trapped in a grocery store.
Zombies are closing in from all sides.
You have a crucial photo that could end the carnage,
if only you had some way to develop the film.

What do you do?

You grab some instant coffee and vitamin C, you develop the film, and you vanquish the zombies.

What, you don’t think im serious?
First of all, zombies are an inevitable part of life.
And secondly, you really can develop film using vitamin C and coffee.

http://www.foundphotography.com/2009/03/develop-film-with-coffee-and-vitamin-c/
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Masha Myxa
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands


ee cummings.
 
 
this is the mood: contemplativecontemplative