“why is everyone on such a perpetual need to be cool. i hate that word “cool” - be you man, be you. these bright lighted photographs of clothing worn to cover up inner bruised egos of catch phrases and self mutilation. another night doing the same thing, over and over. i’m exhausted looking at it all. do more than drink your life away.. snort your night away and cover your thoughts with others quotations of a life you’d like to “one day live”. be here, now. be present. be intelligent to the point of others quoting your inspirational tongue. mean something more than a hungover morning reminding you of blurred memories too deep. have conversations and listen.. truly listen to what others have to say.. pay attention. take a moment to think outside of oneself and truly listen. i want to know what makes you tick, not the tricks you keep up your sleeve to avoid vulnerability. cut yourself open and invite the pain.. it is the only road to truth. i want to know you.”—shee
“my body knows
so when i just feel the loss and the
sadness, i think why love if it hurts
i try to just soak a bit in the
goodness of feeling so deeply for
another, the surrender, the joy
and the tangled laughter is also in
the pain felt today.”—the true and the questions
and there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees,
the moss-lain Dryads shall be lull’d to sleep;
and in the midst of this wide quietness
a rosy sanctuary will i dress
with the wreath’d trellis of a working brain,
with buds, and bells, and stars without a name,
with all the gardener fancy e’er could feign.
“I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.”—Charles Bukowski
“..the one i want is out there, cooking her meat.
she will pump oxygen into my vegas showroom.
i don’t know if possibly, i’m in love,
but i know i love possibility.
the mayor says,
not knowing if you’re in love
is like breathing in your sleep.
you don’t have to realize it,
you just have to know it happens on its own..”—derrick c. brown
we are meant to surround ourselves with people who support, love and motivate us.. i am lucky enough to truthfully say, i am surrounded with some amazing, eccentric, beautiful people. this made me smile so much.. via pretty unused ♥
“what defines beauty? who determines the point a being becomes that of offensive sight vs sweet intellect? what defines thought? who determines that of theory vs that of truth? what defines life? who determines the right way vs the wrong way to live? do we ever truly coexist or are we speaking in terms of “fitting in” and why do we spend so much time, wondering.. withering.. wandering.. away? my mind keeps running.”—