Twin Peaks -.

Laura Palmer from the David Lynch "Twin Peaks" Series

You told me

to hold your hand

in the strangeness of that night

i saw a struggle in that gesture

just because of all that darkness

--------You said to follow you

across the land

of the unknown mountain path

i saw a deadly paved streed in front of me

and nowhere to run

and nowhere to escape from

|

|

|

|

You tied so hard that rope

against my heart that night

squeezing my blooded veins

you set me free

-----------------------------------------------For love is blind

of what we want to say

during these dark hours of

our last togetherness

And now|

|

|

|

the Twin Peaks mountain

is all there is to search for

my marks to find

|

|

------But now where am I? search for you wont find my love

you are the one who killed us first

with those hands of your own skin

And what if you didnt use a rope,?

or a knife or another inventing of our times

to announce the ending of me?

you still left me there dead

lying on my own daily deathbed alone for years on end

- Garia August

- Havana Moon Nautilus

Drawing from a Jules Verne book

I look at the Havana Moon tonight and all I see is the complete finite world of Verne's Nautilus.

The image of a ship, so important in Verne's mythology is not simply a symbol of departure; it is at a deeper level, the emblem of closure. An inclination for ships always means the joy of perfectly enclosing oneself, of having at hand the greatest possible number of objects, and having at one's disposal an absolutely finite space. A ship according to Verne is first a habitat before being a means of transport and the moon tonight is first a space of completion before being a space of exploration.

- 100 Freewoman Street

100 Freeman Street, Greenpoint, NY, 2008

100 Freewoman street. -

I saw that door again

it looked at me

with its heavy look of steel

Open I ordered

Let me in

I walked up the same stairs

the steps smelled like a memory that was erasen

the steps smelled like a memory that

cries out to be new again

I walked the same corridor

passed the wood factory

and found new life

at the cat cow studio

And suddenly I turned to the right

my eye made a hole through the walls

of

102

to

103

to

104

was it 104?

i cant remember

i saw through

walls of broken lives

walls of others

walls that are not ours anymore

the promise is still there

in the sounds of those walls

"This house I made for us"

its just getting nice outside

Look at the Moon

Feel the misty night

Monica Naam and I

we walk and talk

we walk and talk

Break the link

or keep it

Break the link

or keep it

Light

Light

More light

I forgive Me

I forgive You

You forgive Me?

You are a Free Man

and with Me

I am there, and here

here and there

Some days free

Some days far away

Some days near

Last night we

were there

I was seating on

the light green broken chair

You were seating on

the stool

Last night we

were there again

on the street naked

Me, A Freewoman

You, A Freeman

Whats left

its just

a

street -

and a

big thick

wall -

Maybe the wind breaks the wall

and we walk the street together

"For We Creatures Are the Wind "

- Garia August

Greenpoint

November 15th, 2010

Salut -.

Annalisa Frob Arcando, nyc 2010

Salut, c'est encore moi e mes memoires.....

Love is the Answer

Till we meet again our good friend.....

Love is the answer

- Garia August

Moment of Surrender -

Wedding Bed, October 16th, 2010 - Inn at Irving

I surrender to the emptiness of any moment

that I may have to spend without you

the emptiness of the white A4 paper

that bothers my free typewriter a night with no ink

I surrender to the emptiness of my laugh

when its not meeting a laugh thats yours

Did I tell you I surrender?

You out there,

free man

free woman

of our times

Tonight I surrender

to the time apart that makes us stronger for one another

and not hollow humans of an emotionally insecure system

that we don't belong to

Tonight I am having a moment of Surrender

to the passion that will not keep us far from each other

to that fire that will not keep us competitors of our flames

I am not asking from you

to surrender to me

I am asking from you

to surrender to yourself

I am aware of the S P A C E

that will exist if I lose you

my precious one -

- Garia August

Inspired by E. & S. J. who did surrender.

-I KEEP DREAMING...

A week passed by. seven days.

only seven, but to me it felt like many more. So many things happened that stimulated my thinking during the past week; I learnt that a good support system like a mentor or a teacher can be a system that is not perfect. That has fears of its own. It can be a system that is temporary.

As I was wondering how I would continue this project without the support of my mentor; I wrote down in a paper how i would like my life to be after this project is complete and has real published roots in a book format.

I even went further deep in my thoughts tonight as I was watching live at the Apollo Theater the New York Times Best Seller Author; David Sedaris; reading in front of a crowd that was deeply allured by the styles and voices of his funny and satiric litterature and I imagined myself and my two heteronyms reading live at the Apollo Theater as well one day.

When I walked back home, I tried to open the video that my very good friend Leslie Kobrin prepared from my last weeks' celebration at Anyway Cafe. I had difficulty opening it the past days but tonight I managed to open it and see Maria, Garia and Eidothea reading in front of their friends; in front of their support system.

Maybe one day they will also read live at the Apollo Theater and Blue Velvet will also be there to sing.....maybe...........................................................................................................................For the time being this past week proved to me that WE HAVE TO CONTINUE DREAMING no matter what happens and we should NEVER GIVE UP no matter what the challenges are!

Every day is part of the journey till we find our own Ithaki...

Hope you enjoy the below video with the reading from the 1st year Celebration

D.X.G.