However you choose to portray the world and your situation is how it will manifest. Don’t underestimate the power of language in ferrying information over the gap between actuality and perception: just like thought corrupts language, language corrupts thought. A lexicon of cynicism nurtures your own hell, vocabulary of peace grows your heaven. Sometimes it’s beyond will to overcome the inertia of pain, but it’s also up to you to develop and exercise the muscles against it. Above all, just don’t poison your own soul; there are too many episodes in life for it to be hamstrung with a malignant set of tools.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
"There's this idea that a person's life is like a staircase… A mistake happens, a lesson is learned, and you're constantly growing and growing until you become older and wiser and then you die…
Life doesn't seem to work that way. I think I believed that it would, that I would try these different things - writing, acting, theater, directing - and somehow it would all make it clear where to go. And instead here I am in the middle of my life, completely lost."
~ethan hawke
Friday, February 4, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
"what the fuck's your problem? [...] you have everything and you're doing your goddamn best to throw it all away [...] i'm the fuck up in the family, not you."
"don't say that [...] you didn't do anything wrong."
"it doesn't matter what i do...or what i choose. i am what's wrong. there's nothing i can do about it. if - if i'm not hurting myself, i'm hurting everyone around me. there's nothing i can do about it. i am...i am broken."
"don't say that [...] you didn't do anything wrong."
"it doesn't matter what i do...or what i choose. i am what's wrong. there's nothing i can do about it. if - if i'm not hurting myself, i'm hurting everyone around me. there's nothing i can do about it. i am...i am broken."
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
but more is never enough
it started like a stone
i grew it out but then i rested it
i found sweet road
it came announced on the right
i left my purse then found the road
hell. o.
the trick to staying alive is
to not feel too much
so you can survive
the trick to living is
to feel much too much
and in that terribleness
decide
it is worth it.
to not feel too much
so you can survive
the trick to living is
to feel much too much
and in that terribleness
decide
it is worth it.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
hello, sir. would you like to trance with me?
i didn't really dance at high school dances,
or go to a whole lot in general.
i was weird and kinda bitter and didn't really understand,
so i figure i should make up for it now.
trance time?
okay, i love you.
they don't have avocado tacos here
nor any beans.
but they tasted good with just lettuce and cheese, surprisingly.
and anything goes with whiskey.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
forgive me the fear, if i thought i could lose you to them
" 'That boy is vulnerable. He has too great a capacity for joy. What will he do with it in a world where there's so little occasion for it?' "
"She survived it. She was able to survive it because she did not believe in suffering. She faced with astonished indignation the ugly fact of feeling pain, and refused to let it matter. Suffering was a senseless accident, it was not part of life as she saw it. She would not allow pain to become important. She had no name for the kind of resistance she offered, for the emotion from which the resistance came; but the words that stood as its equivalent in her mind were: It does not count - it is not to be taken seriously. She knew these were the words, even in the moments when there was nothing left within her but screaming and she wished she could lose the faculty of consciousness so that it would not tell her that what could not be true was true. Not to be taken seriously - an immovable certainty within her kept repeating - pain and ugliness are never to be taken seriously."
"She survived it. She was able to survive it because she did not believe in suffering. She faced with astonished indignation the ugly fact of feeling pain, and refused to let it matter. Suffering was a senseless accident, it was not part of life as she saw it. She would not allow pain to become important. She had no name for the kind of resistance she offered, for the emotion from which the resistance came; but the words that stood as its equivalent in her mind were: It does not count - it is not to be taken seriously. She knew these were the words, even in the moments when there was nothing left within her but screaming and she wished she could lose the faculty of consciousness so that it would not tell her that what could not be true was true. Not to be taken seriously - an immovable certainty within her kept repeating - pain and ugliness are never to be taken seriously."
~atlas shrugged, ayn rand
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
forgive me
i walked forward, not really seeing but
hearing.
a drone who
didn't really care.
they say a flash will happen,
but it was not my life that i saw
but a million thoughts
as i stared into the light.
i did not want to leave
but i did not want to regret
"unfair" i thought
just let me lay here
lay here
lay here
the hard ground is soft
the cold air is warm
my replete body is broken.
forgive me
my choice is made.
hearing.
a drone who
didn't really care.
they say a flash will happen,
but it was not my life that i saw
but a million thoughts
as i stared into the light.
i did not want to leave
but i did not want to regret
"unfair" i thought
just let me lay here
lay here
lay here
the hard ground is soft
the cold air is warm
my replete body is broken.
forgive me
my choice is made.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
don't give up
new, legit posts soon
i haven't forgotten
i love my blog
and i love my two (?) readers that read it
and i love everyone
and i love the world
my computer is just sick and not working
be patient
<3
thanks to my loyal readers
and new readers alike who enjoy the bloggish person i am
i am fucked up
but
we all are
so relate to me
so relate to you
so relate to everyone
i haven't forgotten
i love my blog
and i love my two (?) readers that read it
and i love everyone
and i love the world
my computer is just sick and not working
be patient
<3
thanks to my loyal readers
and new readers alike who enjoy the bloggish person i am
i am fucked up
but
we all are
so relate to me
so relate to you
so relate to everyone
Thursday, January 13, 2011
nobody's hoping for better days and no one knows what to do
you're okay in your secret place
with no one bothering you
it might save time if i meet you there
but i don't care
i'd rather wait for you.
you had a new dream it was more like a nightmare
"what's the day?"
"what's you doing?"
"how's your food?"
"how's that song?"
man, it passes right by me it's behind me, now it's gone
i can't lift you up cause my mind is tired, it's family beaches that I desire
that sacred night where we watched the fireworks
they frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
and if they are color blind, they make me
feel
that you're only what I see sometimes
"what's you doing?"
"how's your food?"
"how's that song?"
man, it passes right by me it's behind me, now it's gone
i can't lift you up cause my mind is tired, it's family beaches that I desire
that sacred night where we watched the fireworks
they frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
and if they are color blind, they make me
feel
that you're only what I see sometimes
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
the promised land exists
somewhere
maybe in your heart
and only for a second
but once it is felt
you will never be lost again
maybe in your heart
and only for a second
but once it is felt
you will never be lost again
how many of us will ever get to feel it?
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
blip
and you
you knew the hand of a devil
and you
kept us awake with wolves' teeth
sharing different heartbeats in one night
you knew the hand of a devil
and you
kept us awake with wolves' teeth
sharing different heartbeats in one night
thinking about people's
insecurities for themselves and
how they deal with it
sometimes blaming others for their faults
sometimes striving for
perfection
so they feel worth something
but even if they are perfect
they are still unhappy
and
imperfect at least in that way
and i guess other people just
accept that they are not what or
who
they want to be
and they choose to remain that way.
we must find peace
to
realize perfection is a
waste.
then we can truly be ourselves
and still be productive
and maybe even
happy.
insecurities for themselves and
how they deal with it
sometimes blaming others for their faults
sometimes striving for
perfection
so they feel worth something
but even if they are perfect
they are still unhappy
and
imperfect at least in that way
and i guess other people just
accept that they are not what or
who
they want to be
and they choose to remain that way.
we must find peace
to
realize perfection is a
waste.
then we can truly be ourselves
and still be productive
and maybe even
happy.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
we don't bleed when we don't fight
well
i guess i've been a little nonexistent
for awhile
not that time matters here.
happy
then gone
but time is not linear
or so i need to think
so
that i can make happiness exist in
every moment
because it existed
in one moment
and that moment can now exist somewhere
forever.
i guess i've been a little nonexistent
for awhile
not that time matters here.
happy
then gone
but time is not linear
or so i need to think
so
that i can make happiness exist in
every moment
because it existed
in one moment
and that moment can now exist somewhere
forever.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
oh hai boyfriend wisdom
"We like to believe a truth is out there, yet most of us choose not to look for it. We are either happy with what we have or just dont or cant care enough about it to pursue it. By finding the truth i find my dream."
~luke morton
Friday, December 24, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
my legs are asleep
i need to find the perfect trance song.
im going to a party
where i'll only be allowed one request.
i want a super dance-y one.
and a really long one.
im going to a party
where i'll only be allowed one request.
i want a super dance-y one.
and a really long one.
hai
tell me why
i'm so hot right now?
like, what the fuck.
when it is all rainy and cold outside
and then i'm sitting here
having a hot flash
or some shit
my room is strange.
also, usually my room is like
ten degrees
colder
than any other room in the house
i think it's trying to tell me something.
i'm so hot right now?
like, what the fuck.
when it is all rainy and cold outside
and then i'm sitting here
having a hot flash
or some shit
my room is strange.
also, usually my room is like
ten degrees
colder
than any other room in the house
i think it's trying to tell me something.
edit: two minutes after posting this and i'm freezing.
i rolled up my already short sleeved shirt
and somehow that
made me cold
cold
cold.
i've been told i'm cold.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
i love the strings in this live version
also i love the ending.
it sounds like heartbeats.
very soft.
Monday, December 20, 2010
i like to lose myself in the possible worlds
most of which are impossible.
on another note: the trance im listening to is perfection. must obtain tracklist.
just what i needed.
smile emerging on face
involuntarily
love when that happens
when you feel them readying
just play trance
lose yourself
and think of the people you love
only way to save your heart
lose yourself
and think of the people you love
only way to save your heart
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
!!!!!!!!!...!!!!!!!!11111
so, if you haven't seen on my facebook
or
i haven't texted you about it yet,
TIESTO WILL BE IN VEGAS UNTIL DECEMBER 2011
i don't care what i have to do
must see him at least once
i am eternally broke but
this
this my friends,
is going
to
happen.
or
i haven't texted you about it yet,
TIESTO WILL BE IN VEGAS UNTIL DECEMBER 2011
i don't care what i have to do
must see him at least once
i am eternally broke but
this
this my friends,
is going
to
happen.
wanna go with me?
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