June 2012
19 posts
In the wild, when a wolf knows its time is over, when it knows it is of no more use to its pack, it may sometimes choose to slip away. Dying apart from its family, it stays proud and true to its nature. Humans aren’t so lucky.
To what extent have they all forgotten what a wolf never forgets: that each member of a pack needs the others, and that sometimes survival means...
“To me, happiness is when I can wake up, look myself in the mirror, and smile. Happiness is when I’m at the secret spot, dangling my legs off of that cliff and staring at the river and forest below. I find happiness when I stop looking for something to fill that void. Sometimes to feel alive, you just have to drop everything and just embrace the fact that you ARE alive. I don’t really know what...
In depth. In love.
I can’t explain what I feel in all completion.
But I feel love, I feel loved, I love.
How did I ever get here?
Reminiscing through train tracks.
Broken glass, half finished buds, plastic bottles with caps undone.
How did I ever get here?
I don’t know where I’ve been, or how I got there, but I sure as hell know where I want to go.
The fact that people are “confident” enough to speak their mind but not confident enough to stand behind their words with a face and a name is completely bewildering to me. If you ask me, that is a complete lack of confidence, more so than staying quiet.
Rule #1: If you want someone to take you seriously, they have to know it’s you.
Rule #2: If you take yourself too seriously, no one else...
You have to leave the city of your comfort,
and go into the wilderness of your intuition.
What you’ll discover will be wonderful.
How is it that I can feel my life getting more and more dark blue with each passing day, but when I look back in retrospect, every year is better than the last?
Why is it that the biggest changes in my life always happen in the summer?
What happens when my life stops changing at all?
What happens when that stops?
What happens when I look back and realize that my years are now getting...
You can’t defend Christianity with The Bible. It’s...
Maybe if Christians weren’t too busy worshiping The Bible, they’d actually accomplish something. Americanized Christianity has evolved a nitpicky generation too worried about logistics to even THINK about Love, and if you ask me, that’s completely backwards. Don’t say you stand for something if you have no action to back yourself up with. Don’t say you follow Jesus if all you do is gay bash and...
It breaks my heart to see so many young people and old people alike mistaking one way over-the-top infatuation and wishful thinking with Love. Trying to convince yourself it’s Love is not going to make it any better or any more real than it barely is. Self-induced false hope and force-fed lies are only going to make matters worse. Learn to stand on your own two feet and stop trying to cure your...
A thousand miles beneath the sea bed,
I found a place to rest my head.
“Let’s not settle for satisfaction.
We are women and men of action.
Let’s stop clapping let’s start doing.
A dream for the teens and in-betweens
and twenties yet unseen.”
— Braid
Peeling
loqui:
She sighed a willow
And fell to the river
Letting dregs of the city
Drag her out to the sea
Vintage in the 1990's
I remember having a bed big enough for one average person, and being small enough that my momma would crawl underneath the covers with me. I remember waking up at three in the morning and running as if the floor were on fire to my sisters bedroom, and crawling underneath the covers with her not having to give an explanation. I remember cold towels on my forehead and lollipops when I was ill. I...
you know that feeling you get when you listen to songs that just bring back a flood of memories? memories that make your heart happy, but also make it ache at the same time because you know times will never be like that again? those memories can only be replayed, but never relived. what i would give to just live those memories once again. my heart kind of hurts.
nostalgia at its finest.
all the love i want to give,
gets caught between every rib.
what does that make me?
i have good intentions,
but no exit for them to come out right through.
i’m in the wrong body.
There’s something about being on the road that just makes my heart happy, and there’s something about being on the road in the middle of nowhere that makes it even better. When i’m surrounded by wide open spaces i just feel so much more spiritually connected. The beauty of creation is just so much more apparent when there aren’t tons of buildings and highways crowding your view. I love love love...
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Your voice may not be heard in this life time, but that’s no reason to silence yourself. Here’s to the underdogs
I don't want a boyfriend..
I don’t want to be in relationships, I only want romances. This is not to say that one day I do wish to fall in love completely and love someone with my all, from the hairs standing up on my head to the tips of my toes. I believe that I am too young to be in the depth of love that I am. I want to eat Taco Bell at one in the morning with a friend, and sit on the roof of my truck eating...
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