Sunday, November 28, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Two Hands, Two Feet
But what am I to do
It's the three weeks & still no clue
Two Hands, Two Feet
Can't tame my wandering song
totally dependent on what went wrong
Two Hands, Two Feet
They're the only friends I trust
Then I think was it love or lust
Two Hands, Two Feet
They built this man I am
They could destroy this boy that I am
Two Hands, Two Feet
They carry me here, They carry me there
Seems like they carry me nowhere
Two Hands, Two Feet
Nowhere to go but I still can run
Conscience heavy but I'll still run
Two Hands, Two Feet
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Been awhile
Oh I am sick of brick and stone, the heart of me is sick,
For windy green, unquiet sea, the realm of Moby Dick;
And I'll be going, going, from the roaring of the wheels,
For a wind's in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels.
For windy green, unquiet sea, the realm of Moby Dick;
And I'll be going, going, from the roaring of the wheels,
For a wind's in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
my friend is a writer
How blissful it is to be blinded
By a person’s light-
Light, blinding light, emanating
From their chest,
Baring their beauty and soul
For all the world to see.
So bright that it could not
Be hidden by the darkest of shades,
Making it hard to look at them
Without being knocked unconscious.
No fluorescent bulb
Or on and off switch.
No dimmer or adjustment
To the truth.
No, this light is like that of the sun,
Which faithfully shines every
Day without fail.
This light is contagious,
It ignites the candles of those near.
It is pure and good;
Radiance cast upon the
Darkest of shadows,
Reaching the smallest of corners,
Covering all.
By a person’s light-
Light, blinding light, emanating
From their chest,
Baring their beauty and soul
For all the world to see.
So bright that it could not
Be hidden by the darkest of shades,
Making it hard to look at them
Without being knocked unconscious.
No fluorescent bulb
Or on and off switch.
No dimmer or adjustment
To the truth.
No, this light is like that of the sun,
Which faithfully shines every
Day without fail.
This light is contagious,
It ignites the candles of those near.
It is pure and good;
Radiance cast upon the
Darkest of shadows,
Reaching the smallest of corners,
Covering all.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
So Stoked!!!
Just got ahold of my grampas old nikkonos. Yea its an underwater camera. With a lil lube an cognitive skill I was able to put it together. I have no idea if it works but I'm hoping something will come out when im done with it. Gonna take it to florida for spring break. Just stoked to have something to shoot with because I havent had anything anything for so loooonnnng!!!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Good ole Days
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
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