artist / traveller / procrastinator

October 6th
11:43 AM
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Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything -all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure -these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma -which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice.

Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don’t settle.

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Steve Jobs, Commencement speech at Stanford University, 2005 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1R-jKKp3NA)

Rest in peace

October 12th
10:11 PM

You were younger yesterday

And feeling not so great

8:38 PM
"

Remembering, everything,
about my world and when you came.
Wondering, the change you’d bring,
means nothing else would be the same.
Did you know, what you were doing, did you know.
Did you know how you would move me well,
I don’t really think so.
but the night came down and swept us away.
and the stars they seemed,
to paint the most elaborate scene today.

How could we know? that song, this show,
we’d learn so much about ourselves.
From Toledo, to Tokyo,
the words were scribed on every page,
and now there’s books up on our shelves.
Did you know how you would move us, did you know?
When the lights first came upon us,
and we saw The Everglow.
and the moment’s magic swept us away.
and the young mans dream was almost seen so plain.

When was the night
that showed us the sign?
Revealed in the sky, to leave all behind.
But where to begin? throwing caution to the wind,
We reached for the stars, everything was now ours.

Did you know how you would move me, did you know?
Did you know how you would move me?
well, I don’t even think so.
but the moment’s magic swept us away.
and it’s so close, but we’re so far away.
It’s so close, but we’re so far away.

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October 8th
10:39 PM
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You might sleep, but you’ll never dream
Onward, progress, or so it seems.
You might laugh, but you’ll never smile.
Come on in and waste away awhile.

My stomach swears there’s comfort there
In the warmth of the blankets on your bed
My stomach’s always been a liar,
I’ll believe it’s lies again.

No use in saying how I’m sorry
So I’m trying not to speak
I’ll sing in silence as I lay beside you
With my face against your cheek

When dreams of rings of flowers fade and blur,
Giving way to that familiar ill,
Come over, come over
Where I’m waiting for you

No use in saying how I’m sorry
So I’m trying not to speak
I’ll sing in silence as I lay beside you
With my face against your cheek

If you’d unlatch the window,
If you’d let me lay there on your floor
If you’d give me another chance,
If you’d forget the pain I caused before

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September 10th
4:08 PM
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Sometimes when you win, you lose.
Love is an emotion that I will never understand
until someone actually sits me down and tells me.
I expect it to be a field of flowers,
very much like the fantasies always seen in the movies.
That’ll never happen.

I know I imagine too many things,
and I procrastinate entirely too many times.
You’re always there to tell me that you love me.
I know that I don’t understand;
I really don’t want to give up on you.

I lie on my bed and think to myself:
‘If I wake up the next morning,
will you be there staring right at me?
Or will you be gone, with the door cranked,
with tears rolling down my cheeks.’

I knew love was an emotion that I couldn’t understand,
but sometimes I don’t want love.
That way, I wouldn’t have to suffer heartaches, and the constant worry where she is, what she’s doing, and how I’m never good enough for her.
And that’s the thing.
I’ll never be good enough for her.

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September 2nd
7:50 PM
August 23rd
7:08 PM
"You should write your dreams down. You could build your own town from the people and places that you find in the night."