May 2012
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Taoism →
laneurl: Know the male, yet keep to the female: receive the world in your arms. If you receive the world, the Tao will never leave you and you will be like a little child. Know the white, yet keep to the black: be a pattern for the world. If you are a pattern for the world, the Tao will be strong inside you and there will be nothing       you can’t do. Know the personal yet keep to the...
May 30th
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May 29th
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May 29th
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May 29th
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May 29th
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May 29th
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May 26th
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May 26th
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May 26th
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May 26th
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May 26th
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May 23rd
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buddy moment #25
ASK: How'd you imagine Pacifica if she had a head?
ACN: I don't think I ever imagine her with a head. I think she's perfect just the way she is.
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May 17th
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my family is most important.
thinking of how hard my mother has worked for her family reminds me of how much harder i want to work for them. how i wanna give them everything in the world. they’re the best people in my life. a bunch of crazy goofs, but that’s most of the reason why i love em haha. 
May 17th
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letters from anonymous
the following is an entry from a journal i found in my last apt. your are sewn together with silk thread, loud like autumn leaves that bleed when they are dead. -anonymous
May 15th
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May 15th
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it's been an entire year since i left Boston and...
Thanks LA, for allowing me to be myself…I feel good calling this home. but still…Boston will always be the city I carry on my chest. Haha.
May 15th
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para mi madre.
Los días claros me recuerdan de ti. Mi luz en el día. Alumbra como el sol. Abriendo espacio en el cielo. Azul, y hasta el fin. El aire, fácil para respirar. Mi razón de vivir. Los pájaros cantan, y se que estas a mi lado. Se que no estoy solo. Tu olor sube a mi nariz mientras paso por las flores. Mi mente se calma y sigo feliz. Sonrisa en mi cara por que se que siempre estas...
May 14th
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May 13th
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my mother raised me well.
May 11th
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May 10th
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a page where i can "collect" work by other artists →
May 9th
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buddy moment #24
ABA: If someone were to offer you $500 right now for Pacific (mannequin), would you take it?
ACN: No.
ABA: What?! Why Not?! That would solve so much for you!
ACN: If I sold her, those $500 would eventually be gone and I still wouldn't have Pacific.
May 9th
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May 2nd
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April 2012
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Apr 30th
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a friend sent me this to read. i have to share.
REMINISCING  Never thought the luck existed. Loved and lost. But learned. The feeling was surreal. Unimaginable.  The power of love made the hours countless.  The sky, the waves, and the sunset were in those eyes. A moment of two becoming one. Energy waves combined with each other. No need to say a word. No need to move an inch. The eyes would speak. Voices did not exist. The bodies created...
Apr 30th
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Apr 30th
i got on my blog today and everything turned...
Apr 29th
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Apr 29th
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Alexander Castillo-Nuñez →
made an Artist Wanted profile.
Apr 27th
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Apr 18th
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buddy moment #23
BEJ: Would you get butt hurt if someone else had sex with her?
ACN: ...wait. What? Butt Hurt?
BEJ: Yeah.
ACN: ...oh. I thought you asked if I would give her butt some hurt...cuz I was confused as to why I'd do that.
-lingo to get used to-
Apr 17th
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broke. but, whateva.
i don’t care about getting paid for doing all the things i love, like taking photos. i feel that my art doesn’t really have much of a value to them. i think that the only value it has is that it came from me. something i personally shared with you. i feel uncomfortable getting money for being me. iuno, i find it kind of dumb. 
Apr 17th
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Apr 11th
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asleep
laid down and dreaming or so i think i am. it’s hard to tell nowadays.  things seem a little different.  the same. i forget. some things don’t have definition.  mostly because it eventually becomes a blur, i think. it’s all there, but then it fades farther back. the memories.  that’s how it happens. i dream with memories and then they’re altered. luckily for now, the extremities of a...
Apr 10th
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shame.
i haven’t used my camera in a couple months. i need to get back on it. gonna start brainstorming new projects.
Apr 6th
Apr 4th
ninahugs asked: whats been going on with you? let it out.
Apr 2nd
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a lot of the time i feel like i don't belong.
Apr 1st
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An outsider to this new dimension. Everything happening within as I stand from the furthest distance watching its habits.
Apr 1st
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I've been beating myself up recently.
Apr 1st
March 2012
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Dream: 3/27/2012
the first post of my dream journal. thedreamchronicle: I remember being a high rise building. One my father managed. I think I was looking for him…no wait, I wasn’t. I was looking for someone who worked there who knew my father so that I can get my friends inside so that I can give them a tour. Though they weren’t even nearby. I wandered around, examining the building. It was similar to the...
Mar 27th
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don't be afraid of the mind, be afraid of not...
the imagination is one of the most powerful tools on this planet.
Mar 25th
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Mar 24th
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there is nothing to fear in the world. it is the...
Mar 24th
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