Saturday, October 30, 2010

Maybe if you came about.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds
of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make
not a bond of love Let it rather be a moving sea between
the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow

—- khalil gabrin, on love—-

Cheese to my Macaroni

Keep me from going to sleep too soon
Or if I go to sleep too soon
Come wake me up. Come any hour
Of night. Come whistling up the road.
Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door.
Make me get out of bed and come
And let you in and light a light.
Tell me the northern lights are on
And make me look. Or tell me the clouds
Are doing something to the moon
They never did before, and show me.
See that I see. Talk to me till
I’m half as wide awake as you
And start to dress wondering why
I ever went to bed at all.
Tell me the walking is superb.
Not only tell me but persuade me.
You know I’m not too hard persuaded.

Robert Francis

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Somewhere in the space between

Halfway through the semester and I am fairly in over my head...people say this is the point where you kick it into gear and run on some chemical your body is producing too much of (adrenaline) Well folks, I'm not sure I can do that. I need to keep going but I definitely am at a loss to how I can get it all done. But then again, there is always the hope of another semester, one with easier classes and a lighter work load. That is currently my focus. Just keep pushing till I end up on the other side. I can almost see a little bit of light even now. Well maybe not but I have a feeling like it is out there somewhere.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Anything is better than posh isolation.

So I'm sitting here listening to the uke. Looking at lovely things (Paper Tissue). Wearing purple party pants. I figure it is like this. Everyone feels like everyone else, just sometimes not at the same time. Fundamentally we all have the same goals. We're all just really unpredictable. Things change, come and go. I like it. Let's not stop because it is late and we're tired. Don't let the habit get in the way of something better.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Young wolf boy get out of this town.

Oh baby it is great outside. Sometimes I wake up in the morning having no idea what to feel for the day. Then I start walking to school and it's clear. I am so happy. I think the most important thing for each of us to do is be grateful for what is around us, what we have and our potential. When this happens, we are able to forget ourselves, giving everything to others. Truly being stewards of these bodies freely given to us.

I also went to a bomb diggity concert on Saturday night with my girl Anna and Mary. (That is where the title comes from)