Sunday, July 31, 2011

currently listening to: i got mine by the black keys










people can change.
it's a very foolish notion to believe otherwise, in my opinion.
i have watched people i once knew well become strangers.
it may be conscious, but i think it usually goes unnoticed.
innocent people turn hard, youth grow wise, and those who are beautiful become ugly.
in my experience, the latter occurs most rapidly, without thought.
this is not to say all people change for the worse, not at all.
many people grow into themselves so beautifully, i feel lucky to call myself a witness.
but to think we are all static and unchanging... that is close-minded.
i am the same at my core as i have always been. or this is what i like to think anyway.
but my beliefs, values, the things i hold closest to my heart, maybe they have changed.
try to appreciate the current state of things, and people.
don't be taken aback when it doesn't stay that way forever. nothing is forever.
you can always change the way you think, perceive, react.
when you are through changing, you are through.
the trick is to never ever be through.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

currently listening to: country lane by telekinesis

maybe we have to break everything 
to make something better of ourselves.
only through destroying myself 
can i discover the greater power of my spirit.
i just don't want to die without a few scars.










i really do love coming to this particular place. 



the most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are.
you trade in your reality for a role.
you trade in your sense for an act.
you give up your ability to feel
 and in exchange, put on a mask.
there can't be any large scale revolution 
until there is a personal revolution, on an individual level.
it's got to happen inside first.
you can take a way a man's political freedom and you don't hurt him.
unless you take away his freedom to feel.
that can destroy him.
that kind of freedom can't be granted.
nobody can win it for you.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

currently listening to: miles away by years around the sun


every moment of light and dark is a miracle.





little minds have little worries.
big minds have no time for worries.








every day we feel different; sometimes we're happy;
sometimes we're sad. but to photograph someone as they are
is my favorite. 

the future's uncertain and the end is always near.
let's just say i was testing the bounds of reality.
i was curious to see what would happen.
that's all it was: curiosity.



the unreal is more powerful than the real
because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it
because it's only tangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last.
stone crumbles. wood rots. people, well, they die.
but things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend
they can go on and on. 

Thursday, July 7, 2011

currently listening to: sway by the kooks


kaity

for such a little thing, you're incredibly strong. we always call you "the baby" but you're really much more mature and together than the rest of us assholes. you are very honest but never hurtful and you can get along with pretty much anyone. even people i think are completely awful. you are very good at controlling your emotions, something i am trying to learn from you. you always keep calm and carry on, but never compromise yourself along the way. i think you sell yourself short and don't give yourself enough credit for what an amazing person you are sometimes. you're beautiful inside and out and you're an amazing friend for those who are lucky enough to have you in their lives. you have a big heart, a great singing voice, tiny feet, a habit for losing your shoes, an angry birds addiction that i'll never understand, you love your bed, and you got kicked out of a cinco de mayo taking back sunday concert. you're a weirdo for sure. you're everyone's little handful, half-pint, bite-size, short stack, babigurl, and polly pocket, and we all love you so much. i'm so happy and lucky to be your roommate for another unforgettable year. let's take over spain and do the damn thing little one. love ya kid.