August 31, 2006

In this world of tangibles, is the importance of intangibles thrown away? Discarded? Stomped on?

August 30, 2006

Music is life. The bass-drum heartbeat powers the ambient sounds that drive the words. The words that speak poetry-volumes about the things that matter. Love, hate, pain, joy.

August 29, 2006

"It smells of summer rain. And although we know it'll be cold tomorrow, we still enjoy the smell. Summer rain - those days where you dont mind getting wet, and if life allows - you'd get soaked to the bone. Clothes will dry, but can your soul ever be saturated without tilting your neck so that the rain hits you in the face?"

August 21, 2006

Life gets a little boring with white walls. But white walls don't paint themselves.

August 19, 2006

Its cooler in the shade.

August 17, 2006

I can't chase the sun forever. Its too fast. I cant keep up. The stars help me rest and wonder, and the rising sun causes me to run the wrong way. Or is it?

August 16, 2006

Everything's dusty in the desert, but water can still quench my thirst.

August 10, 2006

One second long. A moment short.

That's how its got to be.

August 8, 2006

There my head and my heart were protected. A little bubble that prevented my life from being skewed. A big bubble, really. Or two. I knew what I wanted. I knew who I loved. I knew how to love. I knew how to really live. I knew that I was being watched over. I knew that everything would work out.

And now, I'm not so sure.

August 7, 2006

Is the reciprocity of love pain?

August 6, 2006

But I don't want to be like them.

August 5, 2006

These are the men I bled with.

August 3, 2006

When it rains in the desert, glorious things come. The dust settles and creates a clear view of the world. Rains bring the cool reprieve. But changes don't occur with a single rain, or even a series of rains - the ground is so thirsty, so parched that it quickly absorbs the moisture and becomes arid once again. It takes constant rain, an entire climatic change. It takes time. The grounds become saturated. The vegetation becomes healthy. The inhabitants' thirst is finally quenched. We want it to happen overnight, but even Noah's rains took time to flood the land. But the flooding did come.

August 1, 2006

To really live well, you've gotta be able to find the middle ground.

Then ignore it.