Making All My Mistakes Now
My freshmen year in high school, I had the realization that, since it was better to have braces in middle school and then get them off in high school that it would be better for me to make as many mistakes as I can in high school to get them out of the way so … Read more
sit still; be quiet
arms crossed sitting clock is timeless surrounded by the restless mindless all straight-cut thinking but we’re beauty seeking and yet they punish us with silence we, scarred free give soulwild call and stumble to prevent the fall and to those who wish compose our sinful meandering and align us, do avoid silence, I’d recommend obtund … Read more
Monday Madness : 1
Due to some priority conflicts, the first Monday Madness post will occur on Tuesday (see, things are getting crazy already). Hopefully this won’t become a habit. I think madness is an intriguing word, and moreover, an intriguing concept. Some Monday’s, every now and then, I’ll post a little quote or poem or any other media … Read more
The TransWorld Expidition
“In November, I’ll be quitting my job and heading out on one of the last true adventures left on earth: Driving around the world. “I’ll spend about a year on the road, starting and finishing in New York. When I can’t drive, I’ll ship the car by boat, then fly to the next stop to … Read more
Google Search Stories Video Creator
This thing is so cool. You can just type searches in whatever order you want and create a little story out of it. It’s worth a look. Here is one I just found about Kerouac’s On the Road:
Hat List Updates : 1
- read Les Miserables – conquer V5 bouldering problem – create a beat on garage band – learn how to play Constellation by Jack Johnson on guitar – learn how to play Paralyzer by Finger Eleven on drums – institute an open-door policy in my place of residence
Things That Compel Me to Live
I watched Man on Wire last night which reminded me to write this. The movie, which I highly recommend, has a certain power about it that makes you want to live like Philippe Petit. I think that good books and movies and other media teach you something, a principle or idea or even change the … Read more
between the towers
walking cross that wired sky draws my sleepy wired eye, that restless passion come alive carrying dead weight, parts me have died. and I can’t shift my weight for safety, I exist sedate, for comfort, for security, what a damnable reply! I want to live, teach me to die.
Another Plate
I feel like writing a poem on how I’m spinning too many plates right now, and how currently all this chinaware is looking very precarious. However, should I add this to my to-do list it would be another plate to spin, and would add to my overall anxiety, which may very well put me out … Read more
Oh Damn
As of this moment I have 666 alleged “friends” on facebook. And I should very well be damned for that fact alone. You see, I know personally less than 150 of those people, and would enjoy the company of less than that. I regularly hang out with less than 20 of them. In fact, I … Read more
small minds like red rain
today I was tired riding in a car watching the red rain run down the windshield I had simply planned too much stepped into the future but was losing touch watching steam drift from the engine that is my future I refocused my eyes to see the sunset through the rainlets Brilliant, Red, and Boundessl.
my life needs permuting
Writing this poem was the only way I could stay awake in statistics. It’s primarily based off of a quote by I believe Oscar Wilde that goes: “Death whispers in my ear, ‘Live,’ he says, ‘I’m coming.’” This is not to be somber, it really is a fun thought. Angelina Jolie once said, “There’s something … Read more
You Have Been Cordially Invited
As this is my first day blogging, I was not aware of how close-knit bloggers are, and how it is an enterprise so entirely dominated by females, much like watching football religiously is an activity primarily dominated by men. In fact, come to think of it, I believe the former may well be a result … Read more
Thanks To Zingiberis
That last poem was inspired by me reading the entirety of the blog zingiberis at http://zingiberis.wordpress.com/ and may contain unintentional plagiarism. Plagiarism of thought that is. But then again creativity is simply undetected plagiarism, and I just feel like a chipper, taking in books and blogs and the universe and beauty, grinding it up, and … Read more
when the days were longer
should I’d stopped my reading, surfaced from the bleeding, when you swept me like the evening, like an eveling you draw my passions to spry with aethereal smile, which withers the me that’s eyed. say they, “absence makes the heart grow fonder,” yet patience breaks the heart from wonder. as so you are now from … Read more
