Ha!, Oh it was there, only it was handled with a timeless class...Originally Posted by Melanie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCG3kJtQBKo
or
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuZTk1hdpMs
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Ha!, Oh it was there, only it was handled with a timeless class...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCG3kJtQBKo
or
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuZTk1hdpMs
.
Great links, thanks. Yes, timeless class back then for sure, but that was before i was born...that felt good to say...can't often say thatI was thinking more like the 60's and 70's as compared to taylor swift type he-done-me-wrong songs. And what is all the uh-ohing about? Swift, Pink, even guys. If I hear another song that says uh oh I'm going to scream.
Live in the sunshine. Swim in the sea. Drink the wild air ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
I'm wondering if I should join the queue in the cafe, or wait a while in the perhaps vain hope that the flow of people will stop.
New leather jacket. New aviators. Lock up your daughters.
“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.”
- Kurt Vonnegut
why do i need substances to calm myself
“the sense of being which in calm hours arises, we know not how, in the soul, is not diverse from things, from space, from light, from time, from man, but one with them and proceeds obviously from the same source.... Here is the fountain of action and of thought....
I haven't been here in awhile. So much has changed.
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive!
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
Gonna get back into meditation. Meditate 20 minutes in the morning and then again at night to start. I'm not going to attach to it the Zen philosophy like I did before. Better to just go at it without expectation, free as a bird.
“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.”
- Kurt Vonnegut
Totally agree. Mental constructs are a burden and are unneeded anyway compared to the vastness inside of you. Oh wait, that might be a mental construct. :P
“the sense of being which in calm hours arises, we know not how, in the soul, is not diverse from things, from space, from light, from time, from man, but one with them and proceeds obviously from the same source.... Here is the fountain of action and of thought....
I'm getting late for my evening walk. Got to go!
Just finished putting up a trampoline with a security net and man it's a pain! My back aches and my fingers are just getting limber again. But my son and his friend are jumping happily so I'll live, just wish I didn't have to wait for the friend to leave to take a shower.
I hope death is joyful, and I hope I'll never return -Frida Khalo
If I seem insensitive to what you are going through, understand it's the way I am- Mr. Spock
Personally, I think that the unique and supreme delight lies in the certainty of doing 'evil'–and men and women know from birth that all pleasure lies in evil. - Baudelaire
I have a battery of very precise one-and-few-liners to answer what doesn't deserve more than that. I love mortars.
cafo, everything is deserving of more than a one-liner. take the opportunity to teach, not ridicule lol.
“the sense of being which in calm hours arises, we know not how, in the soul, is not diverse from things, from space, from light, from time, from man, but one with them and proceeds obviously from the same source.... Here is the fountain of action and of thought....
Oh I feel like ****,
But at least I feel something.
Yesterday was a nauseous adventure.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
Haven't had a night like that in a while...
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Gentle Dream
The finest day of spring
Petals dance on sudden gales
Counting everyone
Before the sinking sun
Fly, fly little wings
Like love that never fails
Shadows begin to wake
To a chorus that is the night
Crickets fiddle, slow
Warblers whistle, low
Shine, shine velvet moon
Till last you fade from sight
Hear the sea in song
Where the swallows play and die
Starlight in the haze
Flicker fireflies, ablaze
Stay, stay gentle dream
Beneath the candles in the sky
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