Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
proposition
We share in the same proposition this morning: to, or not to, live.
Not this walking, talking, eating, sleeping kind of live - although the same also holds true.
I am talking about lets you breath deep, truly rest, seek, make eye contact, awe kind of live.
Wonder is accompanied by such life.
When observed you may call it childish, I call it free.
remember
A teacher who is not dogmatic is simply a teacher who is not teaching.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
news
d webb playing tonight at Eddie's Attice.
Not this walking, talking, eating, sleeping kind of live - although the same also holds true.
I am talking about lets you breath deep, truly rest, seek, make eye contact, awe kind of live.
Wonder is accompanied by such life.
When observed you may call it childish, I call it free.
remember
A teacher who is not dogmatic is simply a teacher who is not teaching.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
news
d webb playing tonight at Eddie's Attice.
Monday, October 16, 2006
goodbye space
The phenomenon that is called myspace is impressive. Now the 6th most popular .com brand in the world has surpassed Amazon to claim that spot. It also accounts for 1/6 of every advertisement SEEN on the web - that's as Dave would say (roomie - blog right) - redonculous.
To be completely honest I kept myspace for two reasons; to be found and to be found impressive. Surprisingly enough I had no thought of finding my soul mate, although I hear its working pretty well on that front - especially the soul mate for a night.
I wanted to impress all those I have lost touch with. Ranging from girls I had crushes on in HS to acquaintances I have met in Atlanta. I want you to examine my life from afar but not any closer. I wanted to see the pretty girls get ugly and the popular guys still living with their parents. I can define the word prick at times.
the addiction is coming to an end, in 48 or so hours it will be yanked. (that's their stated time frame in case I changed my mind)
so long myspace.
observe
the people. what makes them tick. what makes them stare.
i want to know you, i want to want.
my introduction consists of shallow thought.
i forget your name as soon as you speak it, i am too concerned planning my next words.
i want them to be clever. i want to be witty and leave you wanting.
my identity is my hand, my play, i can leverage it how I see fit.
crafting my words, my hair, my lack of self talk to enable the perception of humble to run wild.
allow silence to speak for me, Machiavelli would be proud.
it can all be manipulated.
but i long to not. to not nay say, to think y instead of x as it applies to you.
why do i condone you when you are not like me.
i don't want to, but I do.
extend me grace.
in my coffee
nothing if that's what you were wondering. just some thoughts that needed to hit the pavement via the ol' blog.
To be completely honest I kept myspace for two reasons; to be found and to be found impressive. Surprisingly enough I had no thought of finding my soul mate, although I hear its working pretty well on that front - especially the soul mate for a night.
I wanted to impress all those I have lost touch with. Ranging from girls I had crushes on in HS to acquaintances I have met in Atlanta. I want you to examine my life from afar but not any closer. I wanted to see the pretty girls get ugly and the popular guys still living with their parents. I can define the word prick at times.
the addiction is coming to an end, in 48 or so hours it will be yanked. (that's their stated time frame in case I changed my mind)
so long myspace.
observe
the people. what makes them tick. what makes them stare.
i want to know you, i want to want.
my introduction consists of shallow thought.
i forget your name as soon as you speak it, i am too concerned planning my next words.
i want them to be clever. i want to be witty and leave you wanting.
my identity is my hand, my play, i can leverage it how I see fit.
crafting my words, my hair, my lack of self talk to enable the perception of humble to run wild.
allow silence to speak for me, Machiavelli would be proud.
it can all be manipulated.
but i long to not. to not nay say, to think y instead of x as it applies to you.
why do i condone you when you are not like me.
i don't want to, but I do.
extend me grace.
in my coffee
nothing if that's what you were wondering. just some thoughts that needed to hit the pavement via the ol' blog.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
bricks
define
Bricks; seemingly simple questions or comments made while unbeknownst to the other's soul, it causes them dismay and/or soul searching.
Everything question/comment feels like a brick right now.
This is not bad, yet tiring and needed.
Bricks; seemingly simple questions or comments made while unbeknownst to the other's soul, it causes them dismay and/or soul searching.
Everything question/comment feels like a brick right now.
This is not bad, yet tiring and needed.
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