Wednesday, September 23, 2009
the capricorn is a capsule
Sometimes I wish I could explain to my family the duties of being a capricorn. Besides my emotionally void father, I am the only capricorn I know in the family. Courtenay once explained one of the capricorn duties to be emotionally sensitive. I found this point interesting after having lived with my father for 17 years and noticed his lack of emotions odd in comparison. I have always felt my emotions were overwhelmingly strong. It could be the possibility that several years of experience may have taught my father a wise lesson. I wish I could explain to my family how I feel everything they feel. I have been so overwhelmed with feelings from the people around me at times I become physically ill. No matter how far I remove myself from a situation I am perpetually stricken by the obligation these feelings bring. Some how I feel these feelings are breaking me...
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Something about Rolling Skies
people will desert you. for what ever reason. sometime's it's not even you're fault, no attention to detail could keep it from falling apart. and sometime's you can't expect people to sit around a wait while you get your shit together. i often live by the theory that i have to take care of numero uno before anything else. so no matter how much i want to help you, i cant help you unless i help myself first. it's because of this theory i myself opt to take myself out of the equation before i let some one i care about hurt me.
see, it's all about patience. buddha said life is suffering. it takes a skilled old soul to see that with patience the suffering is subdued to some extent. and only with patience can you withstand the suffering long enough to see the light on the horizon. patience is what makes friendship bonds stronger even after years of seperation.
like i said though, it takes a while to figure out the art of patience....
but life isn't about suffering and lost friends or getting dumped via voicemail by some one you consider more seriously than any other in some time...
it's a about having the ability to lay on your back and stare up at the sky and watch the clouds roll by as the sun turns the bright blue sky shades of purples, pinks, and fiery orange yellows.
see, it's all about patience. buddha said life is suffering. it takes a skilled old soul to see that with patience the suffering is subdued to some extent. and only with patience can you withstand the suffering long enough to see the light on the horizon. patience is what makes friendship bonds stronger even after years of seperation.
like i said though, it takes a while to figure out the art of patience....
but life isn't about suffering and lost friends or getting dumped via voicemail by some one you consider more seriously than any other in some time...
it's a about having the ability to lay on your back and stare up at the sky and watch the clouds roll by as the sun turns the bright blue sky shades of purples, pinks, and fiery orange yellows.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Pack it in Tighter
pile it up higher
order it in "the dream" model
give me a chance
finally to do right
swallow it as thick as it comes
keep it down
order it in "the dream" model
give me a chance
finally to do right
swallow it as thick as it comes
keep it down
Monday, September 7, 2009
This Is Purgatory
There are no real coincedences, because everything is connected
isnt that a coincendence.
I was driving north on I5 today, yea you know where, my favorite place to drive to. It had been a shit day all day. Rain, rain, and more rain. Right before I pick Ronnie up to head out, a little fracture of light makes its way through the clounds, sun is setting. By the time we're slightly south of Ft. Lewis the clouds clear up a bit and sun is trying to get to us from all directions. We are listening to Röyksopp's Happy up here. In what's left of the rain drops in the setting sun I see on end of a big fat rainbow! It takes me a little bit to notice the other half sitting on the other side of us in Ft. Lewis. I tell Ronnie that I feel like Rainbows are God's way of communicating with me on a visual level.
I was driving north on I5 today, yea you know where, my favorite place to drive to. It had been a shit day all day. Rain, rain, and more rain. Right before I pick Ronnie up to head out, a little fracture of light makes its way through the clounds, sun is setting. By the time we're slightly south of Ft. Lewis the clouds clear up a bit and sun is trying to get to us from all directions. We are listening to Röyksopp's Happy up here. In what's left of the rain drops in the setting sun I see on end of a big fat rainbow! It takes me a little bit to notice the other half sitting on the other side of us in Ft. Lewis. I tell Ronnie that I feel like Rainbows are God's way of communicating with me on a visual level.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
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