Saturday, November 21, 2009

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Quote of the day

In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins - not through strength, but through persistence. - Buddha

Love


Things are finally running smoothly, I love my life. 89 days until our big trip!

Monday, November 9, 2009

The clock of life

The clock of life is wound but once and no man has the power
To tell just where the hands will stop, at late or early hour.
To lose one's wealth is sad indeed, to lose one's health is more.
To lose one's soul is such a loss, as no man can restore.
The present only is our own.
Live, love, toil with a will.
Place no faith in 'tomorrow'
For the clock may then be still.
- by Robert H Smith, 1932

Sunday, November 8, 2009

The wrong places

The wrong spaces, the wrong time, it's a royal flush when you have no set, its a rainy day on your best hair day, what do you do?

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Transition

I'm in transit but i'm stranded in this bed, plagued with thoughts buried deep inside my head.

On the outside looking in


Hold a hand for cover

While the angels walk with the lonely ones in the cold rain to rescue you.

Land of The Lost

"you mean you've been carrying around a bag of fireworks this whole time? there's literally been about a dozen situations when we could've used these!" - Dr. Rick Marshall, Land of The Lost

I'd like to be, where the wild things are


Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Childhood

I miss chasing soldier crabs in glitter jelly sandals, the smell of coconut sunblock, making sandcastles, rock pools & sleeping under palm trees. God, those were the carefree days.

What do you see

Do you like what you see when you look in the mirror? I'm not talking about physically, I'm speaking about your soul, the part of yourself that will never decay, that you will be connected to for all eternity. Are you truly living? Or just existing wishing for something better? Time doesn't slow, it just keeps ticking and ticking every little second away, another down the eternal drain of memories. Change a life, an opinion, give a hug to someone who needs it most. Influence is an amazingly powerful thing. Few realise that they possess such a power. The truth is we all have the ability, inside of ourselves, to help those around us. Many just choose not to and choose to believe that ignorance is bliss. True? I beg to differ...

Bliss is the ability to change a life, in my opinion. I strive to achieve one act of kindness a day.If everyone had this philosophy, contrary to cliche' the world wouldn't be a better place, but it would, indeed, be kinder. Every day is a blessing and someone is always worse off than yourself.Even if you perceive everyday as a monochromatic scene on constant repeat.
It may be a blessing in disguise. That is not to say that neglecting your needs is the way to achieve an ultimately, unselfish lifestyle. Everything must be in moderation. Perfect balance. Pain will always reign supreme, but hindsight is a beautiful thing. It stimulates change, it allows us to adapt, to rearrange, to transform. It's never to late to better your soul. However, it's too late when you're on your death bed, to wish that you had truly lived your life.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Love

"You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true. I know a lot about love. I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars… pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves… You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and… What I’m trying to say, Tristan is…I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I’d know it for myself. My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange…no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine."

— Yvaine - Stardust written by Jane Goldman & Matthew Vaughn, from the novel by Neil Gaiman