January 2011
spit it out and eat the words
swallow the truth and cry in verse.
run, run, don’t stop running.
Dani: did I tell you about the time I had a frog in my room?
Hannah: yeah but I...
– Dinner with the tooleys.
God I miss Amanda so much.
– Kristian Jones
I know that there are plans, I know I can not see them.
Can not see them clearly and still just can not see them. My God I want to see.
So cover my eyes with mud in this listless season, to take away my blindness, and let me see new life spring into bloom. For I know my eyes are wandering in the fields that are so empty as I search for a ride down a lonesome road and hopelessly hope for the...
Wake up, oh sleeper. It is time for the spring.
Bob and I were friends long before we worked together. We hung out and...
– Barry Fienstein [ real moments ]
Some people see things-others can’t…many can point a camera and push...
– Bob neuwirth [ real moments ]
…running your own way you fell into the ocean; not drowning but with lungs full of salt, you are running through the ocean. And you know the way, you do, even with your eyes closed. Aching in your chest, burning for life. for breath, for life. Running through the ocean, with lungs full of salt; sinking in the ocean, grasping for life.
And we must find it, for it is precious. Like the...
She was filled with nobility and goodness, told me once that happiness...
– Bob Dylan [ chronicles ]
I was born very far from where I was supposed to be, so I was on my way home
– Bob Dylan.
All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old...
– - JRR Tolkien (via thebridgecity)
[ all is not lost // you will wake to the morning. ]
I’d either drive people away or they’d come in closer to see what it...
– Bob Dylan.
I haven’t been on your blog in so long Narika, I’m getting down...
– Mitch McDonough.
Maybe you’ll find me, walking the garden. Looking for something pure.
My world just got a whole lot bigger
Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows.
“…people don’t ask questions.”
“You ask questions all the time.”
“Yeah but people don’t ask questions.”
“ughh…”
“What?”
“Everything is so dramatic with you.”
“Yeah, well you don’t say anything that isn’t arrogant or pretentious.”
“It’s true.”
“I...
http://marchingtheskies.tumblr.com/post/645178021/a... →
[ someone liked this post this morning and I found it- 7 months ago; words from my brother back home when I felt so far from it. I think I feel further from it now. But I am thankful, it takes me back to what feels like another life, and I realise ‘this too shall pass’, everything is made beautiful in its time. ]
You are going to be so much more than okay. I’m not a liar.
– Alex Carlyle.
o. hallelujah.: Sometimes we just open our mouths... →
shannonicole:
Sometimes we just open our mouths and words come out that we never knew existed. It happens during late night driveway conversations and sitting on kitchen counters. Telephone calls on humid porch swings and lying on floors underneath star machines. They come out from these deep places within us that sometimes we even forget are there, mostly because we are terrified of what...
[ phone series take XVIII; dance party continues ]
me: thanks for having us
ben: look it’s not an issue.
[ phone series take XVII; living room dance party ]
[ phone series take XVI; ben on the drums ]
[ phone series take XV; at the supermarket ]
[ phone series take XIV; ricks high range ]
” you made me look like an idiot cause I endorsed your high range”
[ phone series take XIII; punch dancing ]
[ phone series take XII; alex being rachel in her touch footy days. ]
“fantastic pair of shorts.”