December 2011
36 posts
One day I woke to find the demon I tried to fight out of your soul had birthed a spawn in mine
“We, unaccustomed to courage, exiles from delight, live coiled in shells of loneliness until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life. Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies, old memories of pleasure, ancient histories of pain. Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls. We are weaned from out timidity in the flush...
when i feel my passion flickering at the end of the wick and my inspiration running like sand out of my fingers, i think of poets. i think of men who burned paper in wastebaskets and ate out of tins, who never settled in one place and always found a new city to enchant. i think of men with ink stained hands and old eyes and i think, dear lord, what a wonderful life to have such a truth to write...
“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix…who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold water flats gloating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz…who were expelled from academies for publishing...
“There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he’s in there. There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody’s asleep. I say, I know that you’re...
Since I actually have revitalized my other blog, I suppose I ought to promote it. So if you feel like it follow my photo blog with the same rule as this one: don’t jack my shit without giving me credit.
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I remember being young and staying up all Christmas eve night, waiting for Santa Claus. My brother and I would wake our parents up at the crack of dawn and wait anxiously at the top of the steps, contemplating what Santa had brought us this year. We would rush down and tear paper off of gifts and then spend the rest of the day in the living room enjoying one another’s company as we played...
“Lads, you’ll sleep enough when you’re dead and buried. You have to get out on the streets. You have to talk to a stranger. Drink a beer for breakfast. Go line dancing with women who wish they weren’t married. You never know what life will put in your lap if you open your arms and embrace it.” ~ Scrubs
“Well, the man’s got the sperm and the woman’s got the egg. One a month an egg slides down towards the uterus. The first sperm to reach the egg wins. It gets a medal, it’s born, ya name it, ya push it out the door, and nothing makes sense for the rest of its life.” ~ Boy Meets World
Human development simplified, yet incredibly accurate
“A relationship becomes easier when you realize that you don’t have to be the one at fault to be the one who’s sorry.” ~ Robert Brault
I often find myself apologizing for things I am not really sorry for. In the past year, I can only think of a handful of apologies that I truly meant. But when I apologize for who I am, I very rarely mean it. The truth is, those flaws that...
“Don’t wait for extraordinary opportunities. Seize common occasions and make them great. Weak men wait for opportunities; strong men make them.” ~ Orison Marden
“Never waste a minute of your precious life by squandering it thinking about people you don’t like.” ~ unknown
Your eyes turned cold, hate seeped into your skin, and this tragedy made us old. Your voice choked, pleaded with me against this sin, but minutes past cannot be revoked. All the memories of friendly days fell apart like the wall of Berlin, and in our parting there were no delays. No farewells and no goodbyes, only vicious words that chagrin, and to attempt to fix it I could not even try, for how...
“The torture of a bad conscience is the hell of a living soul.” ~ John Calvin
“It is not the errors of others, but our own miscalculations, on which we wreak our lasting vengeance. It is ourselves that we cannot forgive.” ~ William Hazlitt
We were dreamers. As you wiped sleep from your eyes and my head found the pillow, we spoke of places and times that have not existed yet and that may never exist but in the confines of our minds. We spoke of galleries in New York, of coffee shops in San Francisco. We imagined mornings lying on a balcony in the sun, drinking coffee and reading the paper. We ran through grassy fields and captured...
“I’m a damsel, but not the distressed kind, one who’s totally calm and in complete control of her own destiny.” ~ Boy Meets World
Never have I experienced a week of such stress and I am so glad to be done with it. Putting together a writing portfolio, cramming as many notes as I could on one page for an English essay, and trying to wedge as much information on ancient art and geology of national parks in my drained mind. Figuring out a last minute ride home and changing plans around multiple times the day before I was forced...
“Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?” ~ Dumbledore
“Had my fingers around the back of your chair. You’d never missed a thing but you missed me there and I just kept thing, “Am I prepared to pull it out from under your trusting stare?” ~ Missy Higgins
If I walk into my finals looking disheveled and like I haven’t slept in days, do you think my teachers will take pity on me? It’s not completely dishonest. In the past four days I’ve probably gotten eighteen hours of sleep total. The issue is that now I am rather loopy and can’t concentrate and am tired of looking at nude statues.
Invisible Cities - Italo Calvino
“From there, after six days and seven nights, you arrive at Zobeide, the white city, well exposed to the moon, with streets wound about themselves as in a skein. They tell this tale of its foundation: men of various nations had an identical dream. They saw a woman running at night through an unknown city; she was seen from behind with long hair, and she was naked. They dreamed of pursuing...
“If I just lay here would you lie with me and just forget the world?” ~ Snow Patrol
It is peaceful at this time of night. For whatever reason at about midnight I get a sudden burst of energy and I will undoubtedly be sitting up until the sun touches the horizon. I suppose my sleep pattern adjusted when my mind was crumbling into ruins and it was in these late hours that I tried desperately to put it all back together. But now these hours are no longer a time of turmoil but rather...