Guerrilla Love

The Something Fine Project

2012-03-04T03:50:00.000-05:00

Check out the Something Fine Project: http://thesomethingfineproject.tumblr.com/post/18493454393
A collaborative project on the subject of First Love. Check out Guerrilla Love and other artists. It's nice.

Confessions

2012-01-23T03:25:00.000-05:00

To the girl standing by the bridge wearing clown shoes and eating kiwi fruit, you had bright red lipstick and...
well I was the guy drowning in denial, wearing the biggest clown appreciation smile ever seen.
I'm not sure if you noticed me but I was stalking you from right in front of you. We talked about philosophy and traveling to the moon in a solar clown car.
We had coffee but it was just whiskey in a coffee cup.
We shared a moment and the whole world floated by like the clouds were commanding the way.
I can't remember if it was real or you appeared in my dream, but you had an accent unfamiliar.

Can we meet again?

Anonymous

If only I could sew

2011-12-12T22:05:00.002-05:00

Ashes fall sideways;
I smell the fire that burns.
Let those ashes go,
Wash those blacked hands.

Try letting the fire rage,
Don’t look at the burns,
Let them burn away.
I smell the smelting fire,

Surging under your existence,
Thou I shall not meet this fire here,
Dare I’d doubt it exists.
I just don’t witness it yet,

Circles of dust do not fool me
Maybe hundreds of years will pass,
Then I’ll help it warm you, trap and wrap around
Bounding itself in the sky, shining.

I’ll hold it close to your almond eyes,
So you can see these constellations and be memorized.
Maybe hundreds of years, will need to pass my friend.
But when I see you transited in brightness, I’ll know you're there.

Anonymous

Alyce are you out there?

2011-11-24T04:50:00.000-05:00

"I write poems and letters to her but do not post all of them. I hope that the universe will bring her back to me.

You can dedicate it to Alyce if you want to."

Anonymous.

"To my dearest love, words cannot describe the feeling of living without you. I wake up wishing that one day you will be by my side again. My days drift away like a lost boat in the ocean. My heart is ticking only just, waiting for the moment I will see your beautiful green eyes again. I think of you and the wonderful connection we have and how we created something great from nothing, I have alot to thank you for. You openned my eyes and helped me grow. I understand there is a higher power at work here and only it knows what of us, but I am not ready to let you go. I will dream of you and hope that one day soon we may cross paths again. Yours truly M"

Better than reading a magazine

2011-09-02T07:05:00.000-04:00

Going to the toilet will never be boring again:
http://formyhour.com/toilet-graffiti

Toilet Love

2011-09-02T04:08:00.000-04:00

You know it's love when someone writes your name in orange peel while they are sitting on the toilet.

G♥L

Happy Aboriginal Week!

2011-07-06T02:52:00.001-04:00

Australia is in the middle of celebrating National Aborigines and Islanders Day Observance Committee (NAIDOC) Week! http://www.naidoc.org.au/

I was so gallantly stopped in my tracks, literally, by an elderly Aboriginal man today, who held up a tram by walking in front of it for one stop. When he was finally let on, he gave the tram commuters a cheeky little grin, an apology for the delay, and informed everyone that it was Aboriginal Week.

I thought to myself, that within this constrained, over policed and conformist society that we live in, where noone speaks out of order and noone would dare say what is on their mind for fear of subordination, this man actually stopped a tram in its tracks to tell the stunned commuters about his people and a week that is is virtually unheard of in Australia and is not widely celebrated in our society.

This was a man with a heart and spirit bigger than any law that governs us.

Let's walk hand in hand and share our stories. This is my story and this is your story. And at the end of it we light a fire of forgiveness.

G♥L

Say it loud and proud!

2011-06-15T23:50:00.000-04:00

Guerrilla Love is currently collecting images of graffiti love. If you would like to share your images with others, please send them to guerrillalovezine@gmail.com G♥L

"...A message from my boyfriend on Valentines Day.
This was graffitied on the station where all the students at my school get off at, including me."

Anonymous

Once we close one door, another door opens

2011-06-13T23:45:00.001-04:00

"I have been a constant. I continue to be. My emotions may be volatile but I truly believe I have been a constant. This is vital in a relationship. I think as women we tend to carry and shoulder the burden of our partner’s issues. It is without reason that we continue to punish ourselves in a particularly abusive relationship. Be mindful of how you feel when you are with this person. How does your gut react when they walk into the room? Do you find yourself gaining quiet time and enjoying solitude when they are not around? When you feel yourself change persona for them you know there is something deeply instinctual in this reaction. They are not good for you and will continue to prevent all manner of good things to enter your life. Once they leave you allow yourself to open up to new and better possibilities."

Anonymous

G♥L

Kindness applies to penalties

2011-06-07T02:19:00.000-04:00

Kindness needs to be cultivated, germinated and spread around us. It may not always be within us to be kind, but once you plant that seed, happiness will eventually blossom.

G♥L

The Suit

2011-06-01T22:28:00.002-04:00

Between the spaces lies a beggar with a hand out for some change,
And this man, you may remember, he wore a suit on the stock exchange.
And now he sits in tatters behind a shade of dirt and stench,
Grasping at the knowledge of what was; what came and went.
Because the suit he wore means nothing, in the scheme of life and death,
Noone can make you happy when you despise the taste of your own breath.
He stands and pays a tribute to the life he used to live,
As he fondles through the pictures of his wife, a house and kid.
Because the beggar is inside us all and he wears a suit like you,
When all he really needed was the love to see him through.

G♥L

Julie ♥ Wade!

2011-05-31T02:38:00.000-04:00

Burn me awake with beauty

2011-05-18T20:59:00.001-04:00

One reader sent in this poem that was given to them:

"I thought you might like this, even though it might not be what your G.Love project is about. It was given to me in the context of a relationship that, I suppose, was love."

Anonymous

Caribbean soujourn?

2011-05-05T01:37:00.000-04:00

"This was sent to me by a long, lost lover. We never did have that Caribbean soujourn."

Anonymous

Love does not discriminate!

2011-05-03T00:02:00.001-04:00

Sometime ago, Guerrilla Love placed some advertisements on the community website: Gumtree http://melbourne.gumtree.com.au/c-Community-missed-connections-WE-REQUIRE-YOUR-LOVE-LETTERS-W0QQAdIdZ234842270

inviting readers to send in their love letters. We received a huge response and some people returned links of poems that they had been writing to their loved ones. One man had written over 100 poems for one woman but had never sent them.

"This is less than a third of the work I wrote for a Hare Krishna Devotee over a two year period. All they did was lose three quarters of it and make fun of it. I am black and was homeless, but in the case of the girl, color was not an issue."

http://lordkrishna-truebluemeanie.blogspot.com/

Anonymous

If you have some love letters, pictures or graff you would like to share, send it to REAR/215 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy, 3065 VIC, AUSTRALIA or scan and email at guerrillalovezine@gmail.com

We would love to hear from you! And please feel free to comment

xx

G♥L

Rainbows

2011-05-01T23:05:00.000-04:00

"The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain."

Dolly Parton

Travel letters

2011-04-20T07:28:00.000-04:00

A love letter from across the high seas...

Is it ok to feel angry?

2011-04-12T08:10:00.000-04:00

One of our readers sent in this letter that she wrote to her fiancé who had cheated on her. The hurt, the anger, the shock are all so real and pertinent in the words. Yet, it is written with so much dignity and thought.

It is ok to feel angry. It's a natural part of emotional evolution. It means there is awareness of worth there. Feel it, hang out with it and then put it in an envelope, smack it on the bottom and send it on its way!

I dare you!

2011-04-07T08:16:00.000-04:00

When was the last time you wrote a letter? Prescribed Bic blue pen to paper, thoughts awash with the great, wide ocean of your consciousness. Your scribe persistent and laden with intention. When was the last time you signed your name at the end of the page and folded the crisp white paper into an envelope, sealed it with some spit, stamped it’s pretty face, then tentatively slipped it into the mouth of the mailbox?

I dare you:

Guerrilla Love G♥L

REAR/215 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy, VIC

3065, AUSTRALIA

10 days of silent meditation

2011-03-22T07:08:00.004-04:00

Guerrilla Love will be attending 10 days of silent meditation within the Blue Mountains of New South Wales, Australia, so will be non-communicado for this time. There are many purposes for doing this. Perhaps because my creativity is shot, I feel lethargic from the constant brain static brought on by the humdrum of the media, computers, mobile phones and the influence of other people and their attitudes. I don't claim to want to change the world, nor completely change who I am during this 10 day stay, yet neither am I trying to swaddle myself in a safe little cocoon from all the atrocities and tragedies that are perpetually happening on Mother Earth at this point in time.

The thing is, I believe that it is far better to meditate and focus on all that is good in this world rather than all that is bad don't you think? This is an exercise to clear the mind of unwanted negative by-products of our secular society and come back into the 'real world' with more energy and vigour to help those in need. This in itself is an act of Guerrilla Love.

I'll let you know how I go. In the meantime, I want you to meditate or simply focus on all that is good in your life. And keep sending me those love letters!
G♥L
http://www.bhumi.dhamma.org/

My experience on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/notes/guerrilla-love/beautify-the-mind-with-100-hours-of-meditation/140853449316568

The engagement

2011-03-21T20:21:00.001-04:00

"We had our engagement party at the start of the year that the guests wrote their wishes for our marriage in. Then (we) wrote to each other what our wishes for each other would be."

Anon

Monkey Boy

2011-03-16T00:55:00.000-04:00

Everyone looks and acts differently. For a reason. Why the hell would you want to hang out with yourself all day? Where is the fun in that? People are here to challenge us and help us grow.
So respect those differences. And whatever you do, don't call people names. They may end up being your boss one day!
G♥L

Practice compassion

2011-03-13T22:15:00.001-04:00

"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."

Maya Angelou

LOVE IN A TIME OF WAR

2011-02-28T23:34:00.001-05:00

The other day we received a letter from a lady, whose lover had written to her during the Second World War. She believes that this particular letter may have been written at the time of Dunkirk (The Battle of Dunkirk in Scotland, between the allies and Germany.)
It is a fascinating piece of history in which we have transcribed below and hope to be receiving the original letter in all its handwritten glory very soon!
G♥L

Do star signs bring people together?

2011-02-20T23:21:00.002-05:00

A funny little love letter of sorts came in the other day. We appreciated the originality and humour that had gone into creating this, that we had to post it up!
G♥L

We had only met each other once at that stage and he was pulling the piss out of me for saying how my star signs are freakishly accurate lately and I don't believe in star signs so it was shocking me! We didn't chat much during the week and Friday morning on the night of our second date I got a random email from a made up email address.
It was (Anonymous) (although he didn't say so) pretending to write my star sign for the day. He actually made up a complete new email address to try to make it more freaky. It blew me away the personalised gesture and he barely knew me but had written something I thought was so beautiful.

Anonymous