September 2010
25 posts
I Like For You To Be Still
I like for you to be still It is as though you are absent And you hear me from far away And my voice does not touch you It seems as though your eyes had flown away And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth As all things are filled with my soul You emerge from the things Filled with my soul You are like my soul A butterfly of dream And you are like the word: Melancholy I like for you to be...
August 2010
15 posts
I never felt right being alone; sometimes it felt good but it never felt right.
– Women, Charles Bukowski. (via loretomarielle)
Now, must we not be alone? At present we are not alone - we are merely a bundle...
– Jidda Krishnamurti
Twelve Rules for Being Human →
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markiedotmp3:
1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours the entire period. 2. You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called Life. Each day in this school you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like the lessons or think them irrelevant and stupid. 3. There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a...
Ars gratia artis
A huge pet peeve of mine is when people don’t understand the vast difference between a money-making musician and a true artist. The money-making musicians worry over technical anxieties— how they are dressed, mistakes they make, etc. There is no soul, no feeling, no life in their music. They are the musicians who are controlled by their record labels and their peers. However, an real...
"You must do the thing which you think you cannot...
Can you imagine that not even half a century ago, women were still inferior to men? There were no expectations for women to succeed. Yes, as early as 1869, women were allowed to vote in certain places, but suffrage for women was not established until the ratification of the Nineteenth Amendment in 1920. Even in the 1960’s, women were not allowed to have equal opportunities as men. Few women...
Dreams
What has happened to my dreams? The goals and aspirations I’ve had since I was a kid? I’ve become the same pessimistic, ungrateful, lazy teenager as those around me. I’ve let so much get to me— the internet, peer pressure, boys— that I’ve forgotten myself. I’ve forgotten the dreams I once had. I wanted to be a musician. The instant I touched the keys of my...