blp jane a beautiful young soul took her life two days ago. so i have heard. regardless of circumstance, it has exercised for me a desire to reach out to those who may be in danger. we were connected for many years, without ever having worked on a project together. despite her multifaceted brilliance and talent, and my affinity for connecting people, our paths did not cross often. she came from chocktaw blood, and you could tell she felt connected to her ancestors, even when she seemed distant from her family. i spent twelve hours of yesterday finding everything i could of her left on the internet. i found a failed crowdsourcing fund to send her to film school. i wish i had known (as a side note i contributed $100 towards a friends campaign today). i found two successful crowdsourcing campaigns for an album and a dvd, respectively. i wish i had known. i purchased an album on vinyl. i followed her on twitter, though i rarely interact...and i know there won't be any more posts. i spent the day with her, with what was left of her. with the pieces she left behind. she remains in enigmas. i remember thick lipstick. people called her Wolf Eyes. her voice like emmylou harris. her enthusiasm for the arts, especially the projects of her friends. she was a great supporter of their endeavors. i wish i had just one day with her. i wish i could have saved her. i hope she visits me in my dreams, like kurt did. for one last conversation. i hope she is free from her trauma. i hope her soul lives on in the nature she loved so (always with the photos of trees, abandoned buildings, cacti, the road at twilight). i already miss her. 150904 ... j shine_for_you: https://youtu.be/TgQE4F8UW70?list=PLAMP6k7saFWQDdKw2KEu3j0Jc2fafhBSH 151008 what's it to you? who go blather from