currently listening to: signs by bloc party

some like to do it by the book. i prefer to go by feel.

we are the hollow men.

we are the stuffed men.

shape without form.

shade without colour.

parlyzed force.

gesture without mostion.

and you didn't even notice
when the sky turned blue
and you couldn't tell the difference
between me and you

i'm really missing the sand and the sea right now.

currently listening to: somebody that i used to know by gotye

why do we go through the struggle to be educated? 

is it merely in order to pass some examinations and get a job?

or is it the function of education to prepare us while we are young 

to understand the whole process of life?

surely, life is not merely a job, an occupation

life is wide and profound, it is a great mystery.

a vast realm in which we function as human beings.

the person who has tincture of philosophy goes through life imprisoned

in the prejudices derived from common sense, from the habitual beliefs of their age or their nation,

and from convictions which have grown up in their mind 

without the cooperation or consent of their deliberate reason.

philosophy will not fatten our purses.

for what if we should fatten our purses, or rise to high office, 

and yet all the while remain ignorantly naive, coarsely unfurnished in the mind,

brutal in behavior, unstable in character, chaotic in desire, and blindly miserable?

our culture is superficial today

and our knowledge dangerous

because we are rich in mechanisms and poor in purposes.

we move about the earth with unprecedented speed,

but we do not know, have not thought

where we are going, or whether we shall find any happiness there for our harassed souls.

we are being destroyed by our knowledge, 

which has made us drunk with our power.

and we shall not be saved without wisdom.

retiro park

close the door.

write with no one looking over your shoulder.

don't try to figure out what people want to hear from you;

figure out what you have to say.

it's the one and only thing you have to offer.

currently listening to: michicant by bon iver

why wait for the storm to pass when you can dance in the rain?

be mindful of what you toss away

be careful of what you push away

and think hard before you walk away

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                    i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant 
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)