Know that you are beautiful and wonderful;
nothing could ever hurt you or harm you.
You will win out in the end,
with that triumph in your chest
and a gleam in your eye.
There isn't a single soul that could stand in your way
or anyone that can waste your time of day:
you choose what you see
you gain what you need to learn.
Know these truths and be free
smile and live happily.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
The Only Certainty...
...in this life, is that it will end. Every other concept is up to you to perceive.
It was only yesterday that we walked across bronze fields with open eyes and bare feet. The music of the air spilled into our ears and we swayed like stalks of wheat. Our souls touched and grew inside one another. I can only dig so far down deep to find where there is a difference between us. It would not matter if you lived in any other place, if I could not see you with my eyes. We were born to meet each other and live to learn. My only fears for you are that fear would get in the way of any life we could live.
Yet I have visited our park so many times in my thoughts, with the heaviness of death hiding so close to my heart. Four years ago I might not have known any better, but four years from now I might say the same thing. (Perhaps if we had never met I may have died? What about you?) Even under the blue autumn sky, I can hear all of the words you ever spoke echoing through the grass. We were not silent then, we were not patient and there was no need to be, either. If my legs could carry me, I would run. If you could open your mouth, you would conduct symphonies. It was so simple for us. We were making peace by not needing one another.
Waves passed and oceans flew, time churned and next thing I knew you were walking away from me. The crisp air hit my lungs and I decided this wouldn't be when I chased after anyone. I was tired of walking so far North that I forgot where the beach lay. When I was at your place I never knew which way was home. I got so comfortable in your bed I began to dislike my own skin. I take a deep breath and plunge in---maybe I'll find you after all.
It was only yesterday that we walked across bronze fields with open eyes and bare feet. The music of the air spilled into our ears and we swayed like stalks of wheat. Our souls touched and grew inside one another. I can only dig so far down deep to find where there is a difference between us. It would not matter if you lived in any other place, if I could not see you with my eyes. We were born to meet each other and live to learn. My only fears for you are that fear would get in the way of any life we could live.
Yet I have visited our park so many times in my thoughts, with the heaviness of death hiding so close to my heart. Four years ago I might not have known any better, but four years from now I might say the same thing. (Perhaps if we had never met I may have died? What about you?) Even under the blue autumn sky, I can hear all of the words you ever spoke echoing through the grass. We were not silent then, we were not patient and there was no need to be, either. If my legs could carry me, I would run. If you could open your mouth, you would conduct symphonies. It was so simple for us. We were making peace by not needing one another.
Waves passed and oceans flew, time churned and next thing I knew you were walking away from me. The crisp air hit my lungs and I decided this wouldn't be when I chased after anyone. I was tired of walking so far North that I forgot where the beach lay. When I was at your place I never knew which way was home. I got so comfortable in your bed I began to dislike my own skin. I take a deep breath and plunge in---maybe I'll find you after all.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
A word.
"Never have I not existed,
nor you, nor these kings;
and never in the future
shall we cease to exist."
more to come.
nor you, nor these kings;
and never in the future
shall we cease to exist."
more to come.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
interlude.
of all the people on the planet that i could say something to, i will never stop having news for you.
"this is the end, beautiful friend. this is the end, my only friend, the end."
listen to something beautiful.
"this is the end, beautiful friend. this is the end, my only friend, the end."
listen to something beautiful.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Cold Goodbye (The End of a Chapter)
Everything has a piece of you that I love(d) waiting to sneak up on me.
And it feels like I did when I stumbled upon that empty village;
when we walked into that cold apartment
with a breeze that came in through the floor
even with the windows sealed shut.
I know because it's like walking in on yourself
as you look over old, broken memories.
And look, that's where I held your hand,
and that's where I fell for you all over again
and that's when we did, and we felt, and we were.
Looking back on it, the barrel of tears in my throat can't seem to say enough.
Just a washing of waves through the grains that were once mighty stones.
A harsh light on the silent night walls of buildings.
The cloudy air of the coast,
the unrelenting roar of waves,
the disappearing horizon line.
Just a quiet surrender of the giants to the fall,
a whispered goodbye to someone and something
long gone
and faded.
Inspired by the track "Zerthis was a Shivering Human Image" by Eluvium, urgency, reminiscence, longing, and a strange sense of happirness.
And it feels like I did when I stumbled upon that empty village;
when we walked into that cold apartment
with a breeze that came in through the floor
even with the windows sealed shut.
I know because it's like walking in on yourself
as you look over old, broken memories.
And look, that's where I held your hand,
and that's where I fell for you all over again
and that's when we did, and we felt, and we were.
Looking back on it, the barrel of tears in my throat can't seem to say enough.
Just a washing of waves through the grains that were once mighty stones.
A harsh light on the silent night walls of buildings.
The cloudy air of the coast,
the unrelenting roar of waves,
the disappearing horizon line.
Just a quiet surrender of the giants to the fall,
a whispered goodbye to someone and something
long gone
and faded.
Inspired by the track "Zerthis was a Shivering Human Image" by Eluvium, urgency, reminiscence, longing, and a strange sense of happirness.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
The Starter's Arrival
Get started.
Don't just sit there. Don't wait until you're ready, the light is green. You don't need to know the language you think you do, the dance will be fine without talking. There has never been a better time than right now, so go.
You have everything at hand, stop waiting for the supplies to roll in. You are your best army and the only way you'll get better is if you keep on keeping on.
Listen to the words with as much meaning as possible, but don't dare wait to give yourself purpose. Are you hearing this? I mean, are you really hearing this? Come on, tell me what you've got.
So far we've learned that you have a useless past and you have thoughts about the future. So who and what are you, really? Let me explain that unless you are doing what you are saying, you are a liar. So here, jump up and do this, it can't hurt.
Don't just sit there. Don't wait until you're ready, the light is green. You don't need to know the language you think you do, the dance will be fine without talking. There has never been a better time than right now, so go.
You have everything at hand, stop waiting for the supplies to roll in. You are your best army and the only way you'll get better is if you keep on keeping on.
Listen to the words with as much meaning as possible, but don't dare wait to give yourself purpose. Are you hearing this? I mean, are you really hearing this? Come on, tell me what you've got.
So far we've learned that you have a useless past and you have thoughts about the future. So who and what are you, really? Let me explain that unless you are doing what you are saying, you are a liar. So here, jump up and do this, it can't hurt.
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