August 2010
1 post
“We could intertwine
Like butterflies in the morning light
When everything is...”
– my newest song: Intertwine Us
July 2010
4 posts
June 2010
3 posts
“People will cry at weddings and wakes
(fifty years apart)”
– The Surrogate
“I’m scared because I love you and I don’t know what that means.”
May 2010
1 post
“Go, do!
Tie strings to clouds.
We should always know that we can do anything.”
– Jónsi - Go Do
April 2010
2 posts
“She’s just not that into you.”
“Dream into the night while, sleeping, on your pillow rest.
All will be well...”
– A perfect ending to a perfect day.
February 2010
5 posts
“You make time for what you love.”
The colors
on this blog are kind of ugly… I need to do a make-over.
The Want to Dream →
A firefox persona designed by me! I think it’s pretty :]
“Every day is a new opportunity to break the shell, but I never do.
Maybe...”
“There are so many options.
But what will be worth it in the end?”
January 2010
3 posts
“You and I are more alike than you think.
Because you don’t love him and...”
December 2009
2 posts
1 tag
On Art
I’ve realized that art is, at least in part, an amalgam of dichotomies:
Connection and disconnection; Communication and secrets; Understanding and mystery; et cetera…
I find I need to load my art with personal connections and experiences, but step back to see if what I’m doing makes sense to anyone else. Often I had a great time but the experiencers just didn’t really...
“I’m still not sure if I’d rather be wanted but not needed, or needed...”
– A girl, on being a girl.
November 2009
4 posts
“I am the sparkle in the night that leads your wandering eye;
I call your name...”
“The mouth is a mirror
We must watch what we say.”
– Sleeping at Last
“Close Browser. Open Arms.”
– hellacutty, Flickr
“She’s madly in love with you.”
October 2009
2 posts
“One. Please please do this for me. Get help. There are plenty of people here who...”
– Seismic Words.
I said I’d never forsake you. Instead you left me. If you wanted to be apart so badly, you got your wish.
“Nineteen? I wasn’t even ready to be Eighteen. Let alone grown up....”
September 2009
1 post
“Hah, yeah, just as friends. It’s not like I wanted a second date or...”
– A comical conversation complete with an inside joke and real-life tension.
August 2009
1 post
“If you love her, let her go.”
– Jon Foreman
July 2009
1 post
But she may have been the most awake
When she came up, her hair looked like she had just been sleeping.
And I like that. More than she knows.
May 2009
1 post
“I want my heart back so I can love someone who’s not you.”
April 2009
2 posts
“I want to make music so sad that it makes me cry…”
“Casanova, philanderer, womanizer; dissolute man. Never worth it....”
February 2009
3 posts
2 tags
“I guess it’s just about saying what you mean in a way that doesn’t...”
– A conversation: a quarantine and resolution.
3 tags
Song without notes (here. But elsewhere they...
I’ll sew you a sad tune
to make you smile.
My only apology
is when I let you down.
Our time is not for sadd’ning thoughts of sundown,
Sundown
‘Cause night gives rise to brighter eyes in sunrise,
Sunrise.
If you cried over our decline,
it’s something I understand.
Even though I dealt a painful blow,
I’ll cry too.
I can’t wait to see you fine
I...
3 tags
Sonnet on a midnight clear, with hearts so hurt...
If ever there were such a catch
as broken light spanned on the water,
You would be the only match -
a beauty bride and princess daughter.
Everlong I’d wait for thee,
if all at once I’d have you there
beneath the filling cherry tree,
and in your hand your golden hair.
Upon the earth we’ll draw our fingers
slender hearts in slender hands -
imbibing songs of wedding singers -
ever...
January 2009
1 post
December 2008
2 posts
So I'm crying and kicking myself.
I guess you (read: I) never really know about the future. I knew something big was going to come from [this] but I wasn’t ever sure what exactly. So now that it’s turned into [THIS], I’m crying and kicking myself.
I never think that anything could have been done at the time to prevent such a catastrophe, except to brake the feelings and break a heart from the get-go. But...
October 2008
1 post
3 tags
“I don’t mind the shape of your insides…”
– Surrogate
September 2008
3 posts
“As the sun will rise and set, so I will keep you close. As the stars illuminate,...”
– Edison Glass
Reset.
Here is our way out:
If we are pierced by the eye of a needle, it is to make us pop. Let out your haughty air and grow small. Forget your accomplishments and break the past. If we are not alive today, we are not living.
If we are going to be different, we will be first made nothing. Every leaf is a brother to the others among it, but one trunk cannot say to the other that they even know...
Be profound with me:
My desire is to be this way.
To feel deeply
To love beautifully
To live today
To be more than I can. There is so much more than I’ve known. More than the skies and higher than the stars. Deeper than oceans and more beautiful than even the creation of man. With His own hands, he pinched us together from the dust. Even His prized possession; there is more.
Never regret love. Tear apart...
August 2008
2 posts
“There in celestial strains, enraptured myriads sing.”
– David Crowder
Sending packages on a bi-direction one-way street...
And so I tell her everything, even when she doesn’t ask, because it’s what she needs to hear. She can only tell me of her days and of the happenings, but I have told her that they are insignificant. So instead she listen with both ears and her mind to me, so that she may learn. I say more words than I would in the course of a normal day, but my ideas are suddenly concrete when she is...
July 2008
2 posts
Third of an involved set of hearts.
I wonder sometimes why infirmity is so appealing to me. Why it’s what grabs my attention and my sympathy. Also why I am all too eager to reveal my own. Perfection is not something to be grasped, but rather we are made clean.
We are humans, and there’s no doubt about it. God, however, is not; He is an unrevealed jewel with three facets. The perfection of his mind and his soul are not...
A clip of a song that my best friend Chris and I...
May 2008
3 posts
Second of an involved set of hearts.
I experienced the same predicament in my own life a few months ago. I felt out of place because there wasn’t anywhere that I could position myself. And then I found out what it meant to ‘stand in the gap’. But first I had to figure out if who I was and what I was doing was right. Chris, as well as some of my other friends, have told me that it is very strange that I can...
First of an involved set of hearts.
For some reason I feel the need to be very serious some times because there are very few other ways to accomplish things in life worthwhile. I don’t mind it anymore, though there can be too much. I am hated for my uncertainty, I presume (not to be specific, but in a many-personed and soft sense). I do not stand firmly on the grounds of what I believe in when being blown by the wind of...
