July 2011
1 post
excerpt
I drew a blank circle today, in the middle of a piece of paper. From the center, I drew a few differently sized arrows; some curved some straight. The straighter small ones conceived boxed in realities where they march in lines and wear pin stripes. The others weren’t so complete. Some burst into flames, some never existed…they all wove into each other in different patterns, forming...
June 2011
6 posts
a code
exposed in sequence
for your translation
the secrets hush, waiting
long enough for your
widened eyes.
A Poem
Zipped up my eroded skin
as you saw the blatant transparency of the
pick-pocketed soul of desire
I aspired to belong
Here.
A place with segmented love woven into
puzzle pieces that will
never touch.
The dream I am God in-
will take its course is a ball rolling downhill, on
an uneven surface.
Enough to be a king and a servant
A host and a child
A way of feeling the formulaic...
I used to drive when I was angry
..and turn on Yellowcard or Dashboard Confessional or Secondhand Serenade…and this was the way I dealt with all of my high school frustration-whether that be something melodramatic like my boyfriend not showing up to the donut shop on time or writing a terrible poem for my English class or pissed at some customer. I remember blasting “so long” with the windows down, rain pouring...
yoga prose
the breath filled the abyss of energy, currents of life, flowing into the rivers of me. And she knew what it meant to tiptoe on a smile, the corners of our lips folding a resolution, dancing on the fringes until the spot you decide to stay a while-to highlight.
feel the sidewalk, see the branches pointing towards the step, awake with attention. And move it another way, into a wooden heart,...
7:55, Wednesday
she exhaled the deepest she has ever exhaled in her life…
and an entirely new world appeared.
she writes!
It’s a discovery of eternity when the unshakable fear leaves the face of your enemy. She’s waited for you forever to understand her, and let her tell you the secret she’s been trying to tell you through lifetimes of misfortune and misconduct. You never grew up with the fear. You grew up with the anger, the fear was given to her. She has cried in anguish at the apparent...
May 2011
1 post
..
him looking at her looking at you looking at me me looking at you laughing laughing while you look while he stirs while she waits to laugh looking waiting watching you waiting to initiate initiate the end of waiting waiting for the initial phases waiting looking looking blood running running to a symphonious synchronicity instinct waiting never never running your breath sighing sighing sighing...
April 2011
2 posts
poem
I fell into
worn out shoes,
A candy dish out of cigarette butts (they’re actually called that),
And fingerprints from your typewriter,
delicious faces you made into shapes of pancakes and
Songs
teeth evolve into candy!
Corn.
Ode to the romantics! You taught me to look for...
why does coffee always make me want to change the...
I like to sit around and ponder life for a while..but sometimes ya just gotta sit back, watch something extremely ordinary and realize how extraordinary it actually is…..
I was walking to class the other day, and this middle-aged guy was sitting near the sidewalk, smoking a cigarette rather peacefully. He didn’t have a book in front of him, or a frown on his face, he was enjoying this...
March 2011
6 posts
A Quote
Don’t worry, you’ll meet more amazing people all along the path if you are a good person. You never have to say goodbye.
Unwritten
She wrote the story of her life looking forward into the grips of mystical realms we try to grasp. This is backwards, seemingly, because one can only patternize a story in hindsight, after the lesson is learned and the ultimate goal is achieved. But she realized that the ultimate goal is to sacrifice the grasp for a goal.
She wrote the story of her life without any intention of it being caressed...
Brave (new) World?
http://www.ted.com/talks/ray_kurzweil_on_how_technology_will_trstansform_us.html
So this Ted talk discusses technological singularity, which is something I have thought of before in reference to quasi-post apocalyptic world scenarios or: the worst possible situation. However, Kurzweil, in this video,stoically delivers a speech about how, by 2020 or so, we will have technology available that will...
Academia
Oh! Intellectual Death
you charged my grandfather for dropping
corndogs on duty and my father for being
poor. This made them stronger. With my
mind in your possession, tell us about
war and disease and fix my skin and
uterus, and show me how to place a megaphone
on the marching rhythm of a generation on
pills that are taken by pills that are prescribed by
pills. Feed me your delicious,...
Fear
I was talking to one of my friends the other day about honesty. She said if she had been honest with her ex-boyfriend, maybe he would completely understand why she broke up with him instead of all of the miscommunication that has to occur as a result of the “I don’t want this anymore” explanation. I brought it up because I was nervous to ask somebody a question that might have...
February 2011
2 posts
trippy techie
Technology is a mind reader and creator at the same time. Really think about the question: Would my thoughts be anything like they are right now if I didn’t have technology around/existed in my life? The answer would have to be no: you wouldn’t think anything like you do if it werent. No matter how much we try to deny that we’re above the phenomenon of technology, the generation...
Very Important Quotes of Very Important Poets (and...
“The truth seems to be that we live in concepts of the imagination before the reason has established them. The imagination is the mechanism by which we consciously conceptualize the normal patterns of life, while reason is the way we consciously conceptualize these patterns.”—-Wallace Stevens
…and a poem by William Butler Yeats:
The Choice
The intellect of man is forced...
October 2010
9 posts
"We're only dancing on this earth for a short...
Suspenseful stepping stones lead the descent
See the flickering face of the ignition
And bow to a significant painting of loveliness
Your mirage has fallen in love with me
I will bask in the glow of illusion
Created for your happiness
“You”- my unrealized self
A pure creation of bliss and...
A Poem (the "finished" one)
Coconut Water exists in my World
I need this
This is a tragic city of paradise
You and I are domesticated puppeteers
Let’s play with souls
I feel the heartbeats echo somewhere between my ribcage and brain
Twist the marionette
Spiral it real tight
Let it go
Watch the pandemonium unfold
And let due nature take its course
And dance
Of course
Lets you and I spin...
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An addition to favorites →
The location of now
An absurd discussion of the fate of the world
would have me remark on the absence of your existence,
the way the moon pulls on my sanity
and time travel to save THAT day
possibilities exist in the framework of mental capacity
let go of your sense of responsibility
for a moment
and feel what it’s like to be void of judgment or opinion
of any factual evidence
of what you have been...
Difference
Tucked into beautiful skin tonight
corners of perfection
a trembling word is an earthquake to arms
feel it with my entirety
You are
the diamond of your existence
with fingertips creating clouds
and she is everything she knew she could be
dancing on elbows in a circular room
We make illusions look like a crayola package
of severely muted tones
and basic is a commitment to...
Song of the day →
Life in VHS format
I’ve recently been seeing my life as a movie that is constantly unfolding a new chapter or scene or adventure. Everything that happens is amazing and another experience..even those of that we would perceive as negative because we can choose to see it as a lesson that makes us stronger. So think about this..When we watch home videos or our favorite movies, we love certain parts..certain...
September 2010
7 posts
Be. Nice. →
Time
I was watching TV the other day while a few friends were sitting around talking about the release of the next Harry Potter movie. There was a tiny debate going on whether or not it’s good that it’s being released in 2 parts or whether it’s unneccessary. My roommate said it’s better because of the anticipation. The latter said that they should just release them back to back...
I love this song. If you want to give it a try,... →
Just In Case ( and shout out to cool tapestries)
So I’ve decided that too many things in my life are erroneous. I really like that word…I hope you do as well. Anyway, I walked into my Philosophy class yesterday after having fallen asleep in my 8 AM philosophy class and I sat down, realized I did not do the reading that we were going to discuss, felt pretty useless, got up and left. I thought to myself, “this is kinda weird how...
Static
A length of momentous longing,
one neither has to lament for or to
feel you brimming with
what one interprets as desire.
-who wants to be alone?
She understands the plight of man
for we’ve only stroked her feet with angst.
But when she’s feeling beautiful,
time curtsy’s on ball point toes.
Your fingers are-
my fingers in your head.
Embrace her people
tiny dust...
“the only thing that’s permanent is change.”
– who knows
Man's first experience with reflection
This prod of flesh just so,
a beautiful ripple of minor sequence
Upon the appearance of light,
my lifetime on a platter of existence
To remain in the presence of beauty
of peace
is to be where I lay
But this fascination you’ve created…
And what will I do when it is gone?
I feel so alive when I touch you
my body charged on pure lithium
On a smaller scale of...
August 2010
13 posts
check it out →
thoughts
The power of a word may glimmer like a diamond. The profound nature of a string of words, or abstract work as in poetry, may be seductive. But where is it that these words resignate inside of us? A heightened sensitivity to beauty and emotion? A tree is a “plant” that comes out of the ground, allowing us humans to breathe. In that way, it is completely valid to say, “this being...
Poem of Sorts
The rhythm has recharged me
I’m alive without blood
a monster of the most civilized sort
wanting nothing from you.
I can feel your misery
as I lay at your feet
we could celebrate your birthday every second of the day
we all live forever on a long enough time scale.
You and I are the branches of civilization
Unfortunately our heritage is cold
I own pictures of the previous beauty
...
beauty. →
Happy Birthday Megan! I love you
Sorry (to those who like to read my words) that it’s been a while since my last post and happy birthday to my best friend Megan! This past couple weeks has been amazing! My roommates are amazing. My house is amazing. My friends -old and new- are amazing. Overall, It’s been so fun. And long story short, I’ve been busy. So this post is to update you on certain little...
Excerpt from "Rilke on Love and Other...
Physical pleasure is a sensual experience no different from pure seeing or the pure sensation with which a fine fruit fills the tongue; it is a great unending experience, which is given us, a knowing of the world, the fullness and the glory of all knowing. And not our acceptance of it is bad, the bad thing is that most people misuse and squander this experience and apply it as a stimulant at the...
vegetarianism
If you feel bad a lot of the time, chances are what you are putting into your body is not so good for you.
This being said, Vegetarianism is morally, ethically, environmentally, healthily, and spiritually responsible :)
Determinism...and it's interpretation by me
“The theory of Determinism, in which the will is determined or swayed to a particular course by external inducements and forced habits, so that the consciousness of freedom rests chiefly upon an oblivion of the antecedents of our choice.”
-http://www.informationphilosopher.com/freedom/determinism.html
so basically…this idea is saying that every action/event/feeling...
"A Quiet Poem" by Frank O'Hara
When music is far enough away the eyelid does not often move and objects are still as lavender without breath or distant rejoinder. The cloud is then so subtly dragged away by the silver flying machine that the thought of it alone echoes unbelievably; the sound of the motor falls like a coin toward the ocean's floor and the eye does not flicker as it does when in the loud sun a coin rises and...
maybe the best compliment. Ever.
Maybe you’re not a mess, rather your like a vivid, abstract painting that’s aware of itself and has found itself in a gallery inhabited by little more than formal pastels and watercolors? You remember the analogy of you, the abstract paining, and the gallery of pastels? Well, you’re not just the painting - You’re the artist, the canvas, the paint, and the brushes. So, make...
“If we place pornography and the tyranny of slenderness alongside one another we...”
just thinking...
if the things that bring us the most pleasure are also the things that cause the most significant amount of pain, is it worth it?
neil young might be god (with a harmonica)
“Come a little bit closer Hear what I have to say Just like children sleepin’ We could dream this night away. But there’s a full moon risin’ Let’s go dancin’ in the light We know where the music’s playin’ Let’s go out and feel the night.”
July 2010
9 posts
can't think of a title...
I need this.
This is a tragic city of circumstance
You and I are puppeteers
Lets play with souls
I feel the heartbeats trumpet between my thumb and forefinger
Twist the marionette
Spiral it real tight
Let it go
Watch the chaos unfold
See the fake smiling faces
And dance
Lets you and I spin until the world rotates so fast it goes flying
Because we are giants
We can...
I am...
officially a Philosophy major.
officially fired from my job.
officially void of any expectations.
officially underage.
officially a bike owner.
officially independent.
officially a Tucsonian (sp?).
officially agnostic.
officially a volunteer.
officially full of desire.
…but nothing’s official.
I’m officially a hypocrite :)
“What’s the most resilient parasite? An Idea. A single idea from the human...”