I apologize for no updates.
Summer got the better of me, but it was worth it!
Now school is started and hopefully senior year wont be hectic.
Why is that if a person tells you there are a million stars
in the universe you believe them,
but if someone tells you there's wet paint somewhere
you have to touch it to make sure?
There’s a part of me that begs you
It kicks and screams
Not a damn thing I won’t do
Intentions for the best
I could use a little less of the smoke
This life is set
So I’ll tear this place down
I’ll make my way out
Listen to the swell of the sounds
To hear me tear my voice out
^Thieves and Villians^
"It's like the people who believe they'll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn't work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean."
"What if evil doesn't really exist? What if evil is something dreamed up by man, and there is nothing to struggle against except out own limitations? The constant battle between our will, our desires, and our choices?"
"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to."
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about taking chances,
and how it’s really just about overcoming your fears.
Because the truth is, every time you take a big risk in your life,
no matter how it ends up, you’re always glad you took it.
When people are ready to, they change.
They never do it before then, & sometimes they die before they get around to it.
You can't make them change if they don't want to,
Just like when they do what they want to do,
You can't stop them.
They say we’ll never see half as much as they did, a
nd it’s true that we never saw Vietnam or World War Two.
We didn’t see our mothers cry when John F. Kennedy died,
but we’ve lived our whole lives being told that we’re just not good enough.
We’ve seen anorexia and bulimia because skinny just isn’t skinny enough.
We saw Columbine and watched the Twin Towers fall.
We’ve seen a lot of greed and even more hate.
Our generation fights a different kind of war,
but we’ve seen just as much as them.
According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms,
four legs, and a head with two faces.
Fearing their powers, Zeus split them into two parts;
condemning them to spend the rest of their lives in
search of their other halves.
I have this theory of convergence, that good things always happen with bad things.
I know you have to deal with them at the same time,
but I just don't know why they have to happen at the same time.
I just wish I could work out some schedule.
"Mr.Douglas," says the night watchman, "did you ever read that story
about the man who traveled to the future and found everyone there insane?
But since they were all insane they didn't know they were insane.
They all acted alike and so they thought themselves normal.
And since our hero was the only sane one among them, he was abnormal; t
herefore, he was the insane one. To them, at least.
Yes, Mr.Douglas, insanity is relative.
It depends on who has who locked in what cage."
^The Meadow by Ray Bradbury^
"Because you got Boston joined to Trinidad," he says softly,
"part of Trinidad poking out of Lisbon, part of Lisbon leaning on Alexandria,
Alexandria tacked onto Shanghai, and a lot of little pegs and nails between,
like Chattanooga, Oshkosh, Oslo, Sweet Water, Soissons, Beirut, Bombay, and Port Arthur.
You shoot a man in New York and he stumbles forward and drops dead in Athens.
You take a political bribe in Chicago and someone in London goes to jail.
You hang a Negro man in Alabama and the people of Hungary have to bury him.
The dead Jews of Poland clutter the streets of Sydney, Portland, and Tokyo.
You push a knife into a man's stomach in Berlin and it comes out the back of
a farmer in Memphis.
It's all so close, so very close. That's why we have peace here.
We're all so crowded there has got to be peace or nothing would be left!
One fire would destroy all of us, no matter who started it, for what reason.
So all of the people, the memories, whatever you want to call them, that here, have settled down, and this is their world, a good world, a fine world."
The old man stops and licks his lips slowly and takes a breath."And tomorrow," he says, " you're going to stomo it down."
^The Meadow by Ray Bradbury^
Our days would be happier if
we gave people a little bit of our
hearts rather than a piece of our minds.
Well maybe, we'd rather live
in a world of dreams, then in
a world false impressions.
No, well, we're not the same
We're the friends who stuck together,
We wrote our names in blood,
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good
It's good, it's good
We were sitting with our backs against the world
Saying things that we thought but never heard
Who would have thought it would end up like this?
But everything we talked about is gone
And the only chance we have of moving on
Was trying to take it back before it all went wrong.
"My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad,
I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing"
The greatest weakness of most
humans is their hesitancy to tell
others how much they love them
while they're alive.
She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived.
And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope.
Maybe this next time would do the trick. Or maybe not.
But unless you stepped into the game, you would never know.
All these things that I keep when I cared too deep, I'm gonna put it to sleep.
I can run much faster when nothing weighs me down.
I knew that there were no guarentees.
No way of knowing what came next for me, for him, or anybody.
Some things don't last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book,
or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times,
pressing down the corners and peering in close,
hoping you still recognize the person you see there.
And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken
in certain ways they can never be fixed.
And this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young,
and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older,
and you see the people in your life break one by one.
You wonder when your turn is going to be or if it's already happened.
“I’m quite harmless now you see. To you.
And now nobody can hurt me on the inside.
I have this trick—anything you can do to me, I do to myself already.
And I hit harder than you ever could.”
^Second Star to the Right, Deborah Hautzig^
Thanks alot to: achingquotes
Summer vacation is almost over.
Enjoy what's left!
It's weird, like when you're in love, all of a sudden
you're hearing in these love songs all like for the first time,
you know, like the singer is suddenly just talking to you alone,
reading your mind ... and when you're grieving it's the same thing.
I'm in tune with all the sadness of the universe suddenly.
You know, songs find you, poems find you, people find you.
- Peyton's Podcasts
The heart is a muscle, and what do muscles do when they are torn?
They grow back stronger.
Your mistakes do not define you now
and tell you who you're not
you've got to live this life
like it's the only one you've got
because it is.
You grow up so fast in high school.
It's not something you wait for, it just kinda happens.
One day you'll look back and be proud of who you've become,
while at the same time, miss who you were.
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness.
I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful,
and don't forget to make some art--
write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can; and i hope,
somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.