July 2009
28 posts
We are the mirrors of everyone we have encountered.
We are the composite of everyone we have ever met.
The pursuit of happiness is a lie, because what makes us happy today will be out of style tomorrow.
If isolation is the furnace of transformation, I could be ashes by now.
If you expect the worst, you’ll never be upset.
How can the only thing that’s killing me make me feel so alive?
Why do we want a legacy?
If you expect the worst, you’ll never be upset.
How can the only thing that’s killing me make me feel so alive?
Our time here on Earth is but a small parenthesis in eternity.
I wonder if I am in any way monumental.
Astute; ineffectual; felicity.
I have never seen a commercial for string.
Have you ever observed the clouds and pondered their destination?
Why do evergreens live through the winter?
I wonder when original thought ceased.
Sunny Day Real Estate.
Omissible; annoying idiosyncrasies.
Romance and love are such illogical topics when talked about in less than thiry degree weather.
If all the world is a stage, then love and lust are the inspiration for each and every individual performance.
Century-old clichés are becoming contradictions.
God; love; wind. (hopefully)
We have never seen them, but know that they exist.
Are we not stating that this thought / feeling called love can be attributed to both someone we deeply care about and also a resplendent looking inanimate object?
Agnostic; unpedantic; envisage.
I will always be well where I am not.
I think we have established ‘movie’ as our code word for disregarding the video and each other’s previous moral boundaries.