“I need a gangsta..”
Ex husband #3 to Marilyn Monroe;
American playwright, Arthur Miller, was once quoted saying..
“She was a whirling light to me then, all paradox and enticing mystery, street-tough one moment, then lifted by a lyrical and poetic sensitivity that few retain past early adolescence… She was at this point incapable of condemning or even of judging people who had damaged her, and to be with her was to be accepted, like moving out into a kind of sanctifying light from a life where suspicion was common sense. She had no common sense, but what she did have was something holier, a long-reaching vision of which she herself was only fitfully aware: humans were all need, all wound. What she wanted most was not to judge but to win recognition from a sentimentally cruel profession, and from men blinded to her humanity by her perfect beauty.” #arthurmiller #quotes
#Repost @artisticalex ・・・
Marilyn Monroe- “Do I feel happy in life?”..
If I’m generally anything..I guess, I’m generally miserable…” #ditto #marilynmonroe #vintagebeauty #icon #1960s #stillrelatable #stillrelevant #60s #normajeanebaker
There is a sadness to the summer; a loneliness that lingers in all it’s expectations. Waking up to the sound of cicadas in the early morning and then the subtle sound of crickets ringing in the night’s approach; the soundtrack to this season eats at me so bittersweetly.
There are all these little pieces that equal a much larger whole that are missing; they’ve always been missing.
And I have all these intangible things that I can’t let go of; I can never let go. There are these invisible chains anchoring me to a life that I cannot return to. There are ghosts haunting me, creeping into my sheets, teasing me, reminding me of their death. I have fantasies of a fairytale; some happy ending with someone who doesn’t even know what happiness means.
And all these things are killing me; the aching of yearning for something so close yet so far. But I choose these fatalities- consciously I choose them- because I am a creature of catastrophe. Not an evil kind, but more of a masochistic; I dwell in the depths of all that is lost. I find solace in that emptiness of the missing; I find comfort in the abyss of yesterday’s promises.
“If I could do it all again…”
The true loves of my life. My sisters. ?
Another loss. Another hole. Another void.
My heart feels such a heaviness tonight and my mind can’t seem to stop the constant montage of memories that keep circulating thru my head. I know it’s for the best and I should focus all my energy on all the beauty that was, but right now all I’m mourning is what will never be.
Rest In Peace Nana.
“We used to be kids in the backseat wastin’ time
Talk in’ ’bout high hopes and day dreams
Never thought love, never thought life
Could take us far beyond what we believed
As long as I got your love next to me
I’m better than I used to be”
I officiated my first wedding this past weekend in Avondale for one of my dearest friends. We’ve shared over 15 years of friendship and we’re still going strong!
? Wishing many blessings and years of happiness for the happy couple! ?