Monday, September 29, 2008

Burning love letters into the dark.

The wall of fate stands high above any man's reach. I stand on the edge looking into what was and what will never be. The flames burn higher as those dreams are slowly chared and i realize that my ambitions are so much bigger than any dream i ever had. So many people would see those flames coming up from hell enswamping bright dreams, but i see them as stars saving me from my own low surmise.

The wall of fate stands high above any man's reach. I stand on the edge looking into what was and what will never be and see the skies that were hidden behind those curses i called dreams.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

another day is coming

The Cilling is a shadow of leaves and the only lights are the freckles that paint the sky. The rest of the world is gone and the stars on the ground are just as mesmerizing as the freckles in the sky. When i turn out my own lights i am enswamped in a world unknown to man, a world so beautiful that my own mind can't encase the memory. All that exist is darkness and still the simplicity can't be discribed, can't be contained. After hiking for nearly an hour, the sound of people has faded and a strange music fills the air. I always feared the dark, the unkown; but now i find the music comforting, so comforting that i could confuse it with The sound of God's voice. It is a sound so un-human that i can barely bring myself to interupt but i know that with the night cold will come and a fire needs to be built. As we break limbs and collect dry leaves the tree directly above us sings the chorus. The fire doesn't catch quickly but He is able to get it started and the shadows around us soon dance to the song's beat. Our conversation seems so casual in the light of the music and the sound of my own voice sounds rasp in comparion to the beauty of everything around me. As we lie in the glow of the fire i can't help but stare. We only just met less than a week ago but already it feels like i've known him my entire life. This stranger already feels like one of my bestfriends and strangly enough i have to fight to keep from liking him. It's nearly the stroke of the dawn when we started out that night and his randomness and freedom strokes desires within me. But i know that it will only take time before i can overcome this feeling. I think we will be good friends and i can't let feelings of lust ruin an evening so beautiful. As i push those feelings back, my own control is won and i realize how amazing the earth around me is. As i finally begin to give in to the sleep that has already overcome my senses the music begins to fade and the trees tire of dancing.. When Morning comes there will be more celebrating as another day begins.

But i want you


I've packed a cooler and a change of clothes
Let's jump and see how far it goes
You got my heart and your daddy's boat
We got all night to make it float
We could sit on the shore, we could just be friends
Or we could jump in
Whole world could change in a minute
Just one kiss could stop this spinning
We could think it through
But I don't want to, if you don't want to
We could keep things just the same
Leave here the way we came, with nothing to lose
But I don't want to, if you don't want to
I got your ring around my neck
And a couple of nights I don't regret
You got a dream of a degree
And a shirt that smells like me
Yeah we both got dreams, we could chase alone
Or we could make our own
Whole world could change in a minute
Just one kiss could stop this spinning
We could think it through
But I don't want to, if you don't want to
We could keep things just the same
Leave here the way we came, with nothing to lose
But I don't want to, if you don't want to
Never waste another day
Wonderin' what you threw away
Holdin me, holdin you
I don't want to, if you don't want to
We could keep things just the same
Leave here the way we came, with nothing to lose
But I don't want to, but you don't want to

But I want you

Sugarland - Want To
Found at bee mp3 search engine

.Sugarland

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Defently Maybe.

This is the story of a girl.. Who cried a river and drowned the whole world.
While she looked so sad in photographs, i absolutely love her when she smiles.

How many days in a year she woke up with hope but she only found tears.
I can be so insincere. Making promises never for real.
as long as she stand there waiting.. wearing the holes in the soul of her shoe.

"I don't think people are waiting for the right time, not the right person." - Aprile.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

.Christopher's mark.


Human misery must somewhere have a stop:
There is no wind that always blows a storm.
~Euripides ~




It’s easy to think we’ll always be in the same boat, that our characters are fixed, our habits unalterable. “This is who I am. You can take me or leave me.” I know that when I find myself saying words to myself or thinking in this way, I often mean, “When you know who I really am, you will leave me.” This is the ultimate position of the Addict

No one is predestined to be a certain person or to behave in a particular way. No one stops growing and changing either. We have to have faith in the immense possibilities of movement and growth.

Life itself is more than winds and storms. It can be calm, changeable, hot, dry, mellow, promising, gloomy, bright, serene and even phenomenal; and we can match its immense diversity of moods. For we are a part of life, part of all this wondrous change and diversity and if we are not afraid to let ourselves go a bit, we can be as variable and flexible as life itself.

Friday, September 12, 2008

make good disicions :)

If he's stupid enough to walk away, be smart enough to let him go.