ThinkingHertz

A romantic shipwright searching throughout multiple lifetimes for a shipwreck of mythical proportions, likened to the goddess Amphitrite, buried at the bottom of the ocean with the treasure trove of her heart, waiting to be united with her long lost lover.  Forged in a higher dimension by beings beyond comprehension, she was originally dressed in…

up in the early morning dancing away to the dead tune of his organ grinder– it’s the type of sound that plays in the background of your nightmares and wakes you with fright in the middle of the night wondering where it went wrong. attached at the hip, thinking how to give this guy the…

Walking along the beach, a lone surfer prepares for his battle with the Atlantic ocean. Waves, thick and heavy from bitter cold and climate change. A rush of momentary fear and oxygen courses densely through his veins as he paddles out to the 9 foot walls swelling with tremendous energy and power and crashing overhead,…

We drove to the beach at midnight in the middle of winter. I remember trying to stay warm was impossible, even with the blanket I brought, so we went to the covered slide. It was so uncomfortable, but between the stars and the moon, the waves and the beach, and you and me, it was…

walking down the street airily, up comes a man so hairily telling me how unsofairily the world has been to him. you see my dear friend, our lives we must mend for we never know our end thus we pretend we live forever. death left its mark, a hardy spark, deep inside our heart vulnerable…

sitting at the bar where you used to scream my name if you saw me. i haven’t seen you since. now i just go back for the memory, with hope that you’ll scream my name one more time.

We drove to the beach at midnight in the middle of winter. I remember trying to stay warm was impossible, even with the blanket I brought, so we went to the covered slide. It was so uncomfortable, but between the stars and the moon, the waves and the beach, and you and me, it was…

The oscillation of my emotions is far more than I bargained for. But the beauty of it all cannot be captured by words, pictures, paintings. It can only be felt, deep in your bones, the bottom of your heart, the innards of your brain. It touches your soul so purely, you can do nothing but…

Winding Redwood forest roads, In colorful California, carving through the Steep, potentially collapsable mountainside. A perfect balance of hot and cold, Mountains and coastline, Wilderness and civilization. Coming to this place feels like Everything is teetering on the edge of life and Death, but that’s the excitement we crave! California is the sun’s playground; It…