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Another 'if you haven't yet'.
Posted October 31 | 1 Comments
If you have never read The Allegory of the Cave, you need to. I read it for the first time today, and I just sat there, completely disoriented, thinking "This is everything that I've thought about and reflected on." The idea that there is more to our existence, that we are chained with our heads facing the wall, seeing only shadows of a wonderful world, a realm of the intelligible. There is an existence that transcends the mundane, menial and meaningless things of the physical world.… read more
If you haven't yet
Posted October 5 | Leave a Comment
seen this, I think you should. This makes me cry sometimes; not in the sad way, but rather the 'there's still some good left in the world' way. (The free hugs video) read more
It's my mommy's burfday.
Posted July 31 | Leave a Comment
I bought her a birthday princess crown. I've already worn it twice, but now she's reclaimed it. read more
where do we begin?
Posted June 6 | Leave a Comment
Is it selfish that I never want you to leave me? Am I naive? Will time ever move that slowly, will fate ever draw the lines and connect the dots and lay me to rest in your arms? I'm scared to let you in, but I don't want to let you out. I feel cold wind on my skin, emptiness at my fingertips. And all I want is to feel you and know the brush of your lips. And as the sun rises and as the stars fall, to be enough for you where you are everything to me. read more
R.I.P.
Posted June 3 | Leave a Comment
Okay, so this might seem kindof morbid, but some of the greatest legends of the arts have been dropping like flies lately. I don't mean that disrespectfully, but it's true. So I'm just going to make a list of the honored dead. Feel free to comment and add a name or to comment on one of the people. If you have something negative to say though, chances are I will get mad, and probably delete the comment. Deal. Luciano Pavarotti (alright this one was a while ago, but still. one of the greate… read more
evil triumphs when good men do nothing.
Posted May 18 | Leave a Comment
(ahem, purevolume? where did my spaces go?) This is a familiar scene. The world is ridden with beautiful sights, faces, sounds, touches. but my eyes ask, project upon the world a gentle despondency. sulking colors and still waters. milky skies easy on my eyes. nothing beguiling to stir me to appreciation or to quicken my slowing blood. I clutch the heart within my chest. How can I enjoy the sun, air, goodness of the earth when the core has been spoiled, and evils… read more
