April 2011
21 posts
The murderer, the victim, the witness, each of us...
My heart is very overwhelmed. Its funny how people stumble into each others’ live and before you know it, you get rolled into each others’ issues and you trip and fall over more intertwined issues because he is his friend and she is his friend and this is his cousin, while that is his brother who in turn is her relative. ya I know, its like DNA threads- very messy, very tangled.
Today...
Thanks G
‘You must go on, I can’t go on, I’ll go on.’
the very words that reddens my sockets.
and I'm like...
On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realise there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you’d offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn’t make any of it any ...
I've got a pocket emptyful of dimes
when the wind free the trees of al its leaves,
will it grieve over this loss or its current state of nakedness?
Will my heart be still in the storm?
As I put down my pen, I know someone, somewhere is picking up theirs. I know that someone, somewhere is playing a guitar for the first time. I know that someone, somewhere is dipping a paintbrush and marking a field of white. I know that someone,...
But normal has always felt like a lie to me, a too-tight sweater we force...
– Falling in Love with a Transgender Man - Oprah.com (via oncewild)
Hi eager eyes
if work drives me crazy enough,
i might blow my bucks on those switchfoot tickets.
if work drives me crazy enough,
i might spend my dough on hotel-stay of days a couple or two
swim laze drowning on the thick cotton bed
solo.
Are our hearts strong enough?
A tulip doesn’t strive to impress anyone. It doesn’t struggle to be different...
– Marianne Williamson (via obliteratedheart)
The day I cut my tongue
Look how amazing the watermelon is, with its fine cerebral patterns, how attractive it is.
Now, what is that little brown thing next to it? So puny and what pale in comparison. Is that a potato?
Let’s cut the watermelon up, the weather is so hot, a juicy thirst-quenching piece of watermelon would be perfect. Hold on, be patient while I cut it up.
Catch the brown fruit! Its dropping!...