February 2011
12 posts
We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.
January 2011
16 posts
“The Way We Were”
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“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
– For I have known them all already, known them all:— Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume? And I have known the eyes already,...
Prayer
Prayer works. It doesn’t respond with the answer I want. But it works. It doesn’t wrap its answer in a pretty bow. But it works. Hearing my thoughts aloud, my most desperate thoughts, at my most desperate times, restores my faith that I can solve things like I used to. Thinking deeply about the love I let in and the love I give out shows me the beautiful present that we’ve been...
Mark Twain
censorship is telling a man he can’t have a steak just because a baby can’t chew it.
Into the Wild
“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living...
lazy day
I felt the grass on my chest in the open field And I knew there was nothing left for me to feel Airplanes above cross the sky under a haze In the morning time we didn’t think about our days The wind was blowing through our hair as we lied down And we could feel under our backs that the earth was round Lazy today, lazy tonight and later on All we had to do was nothing at all, under the...
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A Grief Observed
One of C.S. Lewis’s lesser known books is, I believe, one of his most beautiful. He published A Grief Observed under pseudonym of N.W. Clark. In this book, Lewis speaks about the pain that he faced in losing his wife (who he refers to as only H throughout the novel) and the joy that comes with moving on. In the following excerpt, Lewis writes about his frustration with his inability to...
Belle & Sebastian
If you think to yourself “What should I do now?” Then take the baton, girl, you better run with it There is no point in standing in the past ‘cause it’s over and done with
A Color of the Sky by Tony Hoaglan
What I thought was an end turned out to be a middle. What I thought was a brick wall turned out to be a tunnel. What I thought was an injustice turned out to be a color of the sky. Outside the youth center, between the liquor store and the police station, a little dogwood tree is losing its mind; overflowing with blossomfoam, like a sudsy mug of beer; like a bride ripping off her clothes,...
An Actual Entry From Future Lonely Cat Lady
But then I felt it. I felt it throughout my whole body, mixed in and muddled into my bloodstream feeding into the limbs of my body, educating my soul. I came upon this idea that I could in fact live a life I was proud of, that it was my choice alone. It’s not that I didn’t know my life was my own before this, but the things I did, the things I said, they underlined the simple fact that I was...