Eventually, what’s real comes home. The noise and anger stops; the senseless rage with which we fill our lives gives way to stillness. We guide our days using a compass of unreality, but live to see truth was where we already were, all along. The best gang membership can promise is a gang funeral; one real friend gives a reason for living. Even knowing this, we live for the security of the herd, a herd that gladly feeds us to wolves if we begin straggling. Groups are bigger than individuals, but bigger is not better. In fact, bigger is largely indifferent. Real connections, even tenuous ones, are more precious than group membership. Because groups don’t want you — they want your allegiance, your money, your soul.
Being lost is scary; exploring is exciting. Whether we are doing one, the other, or both at any given time is a matter of perspective.
I gave my cat a violin That she could learn to play; She turned away in silence, so - Perhaps some other day?
If you’ve ever had your heart broken, chances are it still is.
I wish that I was Superman So strong and so bright-suited... Although it might get tiring To always be Rebooted
Advising people to get over grief is like telling them they should learn to breathe water.
Love me in the morning-time, Love me in the evening, Love me in the afternoon, And when I'm lost and dreaming -- Love me like you mean to love Ever intensifying; And I will love you, too, out past Mere things like dying
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She gazed upon her beau in the Gazebo, The wind was winding windily And wound around her wounds Moreso, and so much more, And also, all of it was all so A surfeit, that sure fit Where the boards themselves would surf it And cast abroad words as broadswords, With cars of tunes as cartoons, In platoons, and importunes, And all of it Misfortunes
My Friend, the Duck
My friend, the duck, does not know why We curse and quiver as we do: He asks me, if we'll, by-and-by Learn how to calmly think things through And glide the way we're meant to glide. With answers, though, I've had no luck: For we, the people, try to cover When we've never learned To duck
objects in the mirror
I lost you in the days when we were mired in the weekly grind; the heart and body set aside to cultivate (or use) the mind I lost you when we realized how much was worn and tattered from all of the neglectful time misjudging what had mattered And now, there is no you to find, though I might travel far, or near, for objects in the mirror are far guiltier than they appear
close enough for vicinal
in times so adversarial few days that come are ferial -- where we don't recognize some birth, or victory, or burial -- and yet it's all officinal: what we will call medicinal, and who we'll share it with as being close enough for vicinal and so it is without regards we cut off all the langobards: reactionary dogs, or maybe jacobins, or montagnards with words that soothe, conciliate may we our truths circumvallate and though it all be so mundane may we at last equilibrate
Ice And Gold
In early voices, and in songs, I heard the stories told Of romance and of mystery In days of ice and gold And far my mind and heart would roam Past mountain and past sea, To find in one small, confined room A world, a galaxy -- We give our toil, yes, our blood, We give up our whole ghost, But sometimes it's with word and tale That we can give the most For love is never black-and-white, It can't be bought or sold: But falls down like the timeless snow In days of ice And gold
(Disillusioned) Relationships 101
When you've forgotten how to see what you once loved, all that's left are the faults. If they break small promises, you are on fair warning as to bigger ones. Love is generally preferable to hatred, unless you have a Twitter feed. There are two types of people who will let you down in relationships: (1) those currently living; and (2) everyone else. For the best intimate relationships, really listening to your partner is a must. Having them actually present is also preferable. Never act like you know what it is like in someone else's relationship. Unless you are in it, I guess. You know what, never mind. The secret to keeping your partner happy is to always remember anniversaries and not to mess with the thermostat in their car, but mostly the second one.
Wednesday Leftovers (1)
Many people carry around two certainties: that you cannot know what it is like to be them, but that they know what it is like to be you. The fact that there are rather obvious logical difficulties with this position in no way dissuades people from holding it.
The intensity of our reactions to things changes over time; if we are not careful, we may blame the things, themselves.
When observation tells you that you are a person who loves to argue and fight, you are well served to find constructive outlets for that tendency. Otherwise, you are likely to turn all your relationships into competitions, and that rarely ends well.
At some point in your life, romance and adventure go from “things you dream about doing” to “things you have always enjoyed reading about”.
Simulated living has become an extremely popular pursuit.
We dislike morality tales, but we want everything in life to be one.
Revenge is a dish best… read about.
There is no “i” in team, but you can “at me” with it.
Sorrow is part of life; if we grow up thinking otherwise, the most important part of our education never happened.