Thursday, December 31, 2009

Happy New Years everybody :)


Sunday, December 27, 2009

We are like roses that have never bothered to
bloom when we should have bloomed and
it is as if
the sun has become disgusted with

Charles Bukowski

Avett Brothers

Love writes a letter and sends it to hate.
My vacations ending. I’m coming home late.
The weather was fine and the ocean was great 
and I can’t wait to see you again. 

Hate reads the letter and throws it away.
“No one here cares if you go or you stay.
I barely even noticed that you were away.
I’ll see you or I won’t, whatever.”

Love sings a song as she sails through the sky.
The water looks bluer through her pretty eyes.
And everyone knows it whenever she flies,
and also when she comes down.

Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street.
Every stranger and drifter he greets.
And shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face.

Love arrives safely with suitcase in tow.
Carrying with her the good things we know.
A reason to live and a reason to grow.
To trust. To hope. To care.

Hate sits alone on the hood of his car.
Without much regard to the moon or the stars. 
Lazily killing the last of a jar 
of the strongest stuff you can drink.

Love takes a taxi, a young man drives.
As soon as he sees her, hope fills his eyes.
But tears follow after, at the end of the ride, 
cause he might never see her again.

Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams o’er the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says 2:55, 
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.

Love has been waiting, patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign,
That the one that she cares for, who’s out of his mind,
Will make it back safe to her arms.

Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung, eyes to the floor.
He says “Love, I’m sorry”, and she says, “What for?
I’m your's and that’s it, Whatever.
I should not have been gone for so long.
I’m your’s and that’s it, forever.”

You’re mine and that’s it, forever.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Jonsi (Sigur Ros frontman) - Boy Lilikoi (click to listen)

"The debut solo LP from impossibly high-voiced Sigur Rós frontman Jónsi Birgisson,Go, is set to hit retail locations of all sorts on March 23 courtesy of XL. Based on thewildly symphonic new track "Boy Lilikoi" (available for download at Jónsi's site), Godoes not sound like some half-assed side project. If anything, the song is moreover-the-top than most of Sigur Rós's crescendo-prone oeuvre."

lead with your heart

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Lee Misenheimer

"Therein lies the best career advice I could possibly dispense: just DO things. Chase after the things that interest you and make you happy. Stop acting like you have a set path, because you don’t. No one does. You shouldn’t be trying to check off the boxes of life; they aren’t real and they were created by other people, not you. There is no explicit path I’m following, and I’m not walking in anyone else’s footsteps. I’m making it up as I go."
— Charlie Hoeh
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.

-Jonathan Safran Foer

We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.

— Chuck Klosterman (Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles.

-Charlie Chaplin

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Sunday, December 13, 2009

"I’m the type who’d be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn’t going to. I’m the type who’d like to sit home and watch every party that I’m invited to on a monitor in my bedroom."
— Andy Warhol
"One should always be drunk. That’s the one thing that matters. In order not to feel the horrible burden of Time, which breaks your shoulders and crushes you to the ground, one should be drunk without ceasing. But on what? On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as suits you. But get drunk…."
— Baudelaire

Friday, December 11, 2009

florence and the machine

theres a ghost in my lungs
and it talks in my sleep
wraps its self around my chest
as it softly speaks
then in walks with my legs 
with my legs 
to fall at your feet

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Sunday, December 6, 2009

"It really is the most poetic thing I know about the universe. The amazing thing is that every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And the atoms your left hand probably came from a different star from your right hand. You are all star dust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded because the elements, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution were created at the beginning of time. They created the nuclear furnaces of stars. The only way they could get into your body is if the stars exploded. So forget Jesus, the stars died so you could be alive."

-Lawrence Krauss - Physicist Ph.D.

"I am but too conscious of the fact that we are born in an age when only the dull are treated seriously, and I live in terror of not being misunderstood."

Oscar Wilde 

Thursday, December 3, 2009

holy moly

Frightened Rabbit- Floating in the Forth

So you just stepped out
of the front of my house
and I'll never see you again.
I closed my eyes for a second
and when they opened
you weren't there.
And the door shut shut
I was vacuum packed,
shrink-wrapped out of air
And the spine collapsed
and the eyes rolled back
to stare at my starving brain,

And fully clothed, I float away
(I'll float away)
Down the Forth, into the sea
I think I'll save suicide for another day.

And I picture this corpse
on the M8 hearse
and I half run away to sleep
On a rolled up coat
against the window 
with the strobe of the sun
and the life I've led
am I ready to leap
is there peace beneath
the roar of the Forth road bridge?
On the Northern side
there's a Fife of mine
and a boat in the port for me,

And fully clothed, I float away
(I'll float away)
Down the Forth, into the sea
I'll steer myself
through drunken waves
these manic gulls
scream it's okay
take your life
give it a shake
gather up
all your loose change
I think I'll save suicide for another year. 

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

"Make a radical change in your lifestyle and begin to boldly do things which you may previously never have thought of doing, or been too hesitant to attempt. So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservation, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun. If you want to get more out of life, you must lose your inclination for monotonous security and adopt a helter-skelter style of life that will at first appear to you to be crazy. But once you become accustomed to such a life you will see its full meaning and its incredible beauty."

Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild