Monday, April 27, 2009

Hello Beautiful, this is for you


Thank You
You are Lovely
You are Incrediable
If you only knew how wonderful this made me feel.
I see Your true Potential.
Your truly Beautiful
Artwork is more beautiful than any flower.

Its permanent, its forever. Or- i'll never forget it. I just cant. I cant get the image out of my head. It's so great. It doesnthave to be directed at any one in particular, but its so elementary. Like that feeling of a secret admirer. Or, just knowing that somebody outthere cherishes you. Somebody cares. Somebody, somewhere thinks your beautiful. Beautiful enough to give you a wall. i hope this was for somebody because it is absolutly beautiful. I would wish i knew who did this. I wish i knew who was so bold and brave and creative. its so. . . .great. In General, i hope this will never be removed from the wall. It brightens my day. Its one of those things i wish i could look at for hours because it is just that inspiring and motivational.
i have no clue why this has hit me as hard as it has but it has. and i love it. its so empowering and emotional. I truly admire the creativity and heartfelt, raw emotion put forth here. Its wonderful.

Stuff like this never shows up in jackson. Jackson! Tennessee!! i mean..seriously. You only see this on writtenonthecity.com (which i entered this on here)

Maybe the creator doesnt wish to be known.
Maybe its so incrediably heart wrenching, they couldnt stand for the person this is for to find out.
maybe there is really great sadness behind this...
or maybe they just needed to put a confession to rest.

Either way, i find this amazing. Truly truly amazing.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Nothing is quite so beautiful

sorry its been a while. :( I really just havent had any time...so here :)

when it comes right down too it, everybody enjoys a little quiet time; but there is not quiet quiet like the quiet of a snowfall. the drifting flakes land, smug and stiff, on the frozen ground. stick, fall, slick, fill. The muffeled attraction behind the cries of the ground, are not as prominent as the humidity, heavy on your skin on summer's eve. People flock to the streets to marvel at the site where the earths surface color fades away. the blinding effect would horrify otherwise.
Drift, drift drift
gracefully she falls.
Mother Earth cries her frozen tears. the silence, the beauty, the injection of life- bestowed upon the breath swirling beneath your nose. each breath, breathed in from another, curls beneath your toungue pursuing its release into humanity.
the snow, flying in sideways from the heavans, lightly brushes my cheek and sticks to my eyelashes. cleansing, beautiful, powerful. Push pause, life's on a standstill. Soft, childlike, you think it can be, but the frozen, innocent, ice will soon impound us. Yet, we take joy. Different creations will erect or be carved while memories are captured in photo's. An excuse for everyone to come together when its not a holiday.
love, joy, peace to all
PUrple, numbing, fingertips.
Green eyes closed embracing the cool melt on my eyelids.

Nothing makes me more free. Nothing makes me more at one with myself. Nothing makes me crave such a miniscule substance.
Lovely and Light,Peaceful and Bright. Nothing is quite so beautiful

Monday, January 12, 2009

Chasing Sunsets

Winter sunsets- crisp as the crackle of twigs beneath a traveling soul's footsteps.
I only seem to be chasing sunsets. Numbers and figures are of no means to me. Science and progress are only meer fragments of the time and space lodged between dusk on the horizon. No instrument can capture the tune of melodic harmony that sits upon the brink of day to night. No eyes have truly see the beauty of a day until they have witnessed the dwindling fingers of the sun stretch up as if they are searching for the ledge to grasp onto before they fall. The longer you behold the sight, the cleaner you become. A cleansing of the mind with each numbing breath you draw into your lungs. As you sip on the essence of the natural surroundings, you can drift away from the troubles of day to day. Sometimes, I wish i could drink easier.
Drifting so, Drifting so far away unto the cloak of night, doted with lights of hope. Wishes. Dreams. Prayers. Affection. Cheer. Every piece you hold true, released and displayed for the world to view. Every perspective slightly a-skew. Meaningless science will tell you, every "wish" is only a flame, ignited in space, farther away than any human grasp. I refuse to believe. Wishes are a way of Hope, hope is embedded into every human, so that makes me naive. I am completely content.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Limited Time

january 6, 2009

Do you ever have those feelings of pure freedom? Days when you just are burst open from the inside and cleansed?
i have those days, granted the feeling never last's long.
Rain makes me feel that way.

It was about forty-five degree's but i constantly would warm my hand up just to shove it outside of my speeding honda. I couldnt help myself. It became an addiction only for a drive.
i captured the raindrops as they fell 60 mph atleast against my hand. it burned and stung as my fingers went numb but the water trickling down my hand to my wrist just slowly, but surely revived me somehow. the cool beads of water drip drip dripping down to my inner arm tickled as well as froze. Every drop that rushed or slammed into my frail, blue-ing, hand just shocked me each time. A heart jumping and beating beneath my skin as the water pounded with increasing force as i urged the car forward faster.

I would write more, but i felt obligated to share that. Wonder if maybe anybody else had felt that before as well?

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

December 30, 2008

End of the year, and i've never been more excited, anticipating, as well as intimidated. its strange having these combination of emotions, but i am dealing. Not necessarily well...but despite that i keep smiling.
Everyday im living to the fullest and making the best of all animosity's. :)

Today for Example, Elizabeth and i went to westover and explored the beauty of broken down Volkswagen, and car shops. Life can be beautiful, it all just depends what you make of it.

















Well i hope you all have a lovely day/night. :)

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Wishes Among the Satellite

Satellite strung from the moon
kiss me in the month of June
oh how i need you
to breathe awake my wishes come true
under the sky oh so blue
and grey with the clouds of a dream
relaxed on top of lies you and me.

Genuine Being

Sometimes, you fall for somebody when you least expect it. Your heart races a little faster and your mind doesn't coroporate anymore.
Sometimes your fingers and your knee's tremble as you witness the most beautiful man, or masterpiece, lean into to kiss you softly. The crystal blue waters of your mind are nothing but a murky river because the organization and focus is nothing but insanity spurts of happiness.
Sometimes your soul travels through the flood gates of heaven to sync in harmony with the least likely of characters. I never thought i could possibly fall this hard. I never thought that i could trust so easily. I never thought i wouldn't be so scared. In the weirdest of weird ways, you never realize that you need their touch. You crave their touch and yearn for their glances. Sometimes, the words that said masterpiece tells you, make your heart melt and your words stick to your lips instead of flowing smoothly. Sometimes, that person was dangled in your face for reasons you , at first, didn't comprehend, but could never be more thankful for in the end. Sometimes the belief you confide in that person can be twisted into a reality that you float shamelessly through with a smile so broad upon your face, everybody notices. Sometimes you want to show that beautiful creature to the world, and dance with them in the moonlight, only to fall into their arms. Kiss them softly and trace your fingers upon their flawless skin. Flesh to Flesh contact, you become electric. Pure electricity, zipping and soaring through thin air. Transferring between each other until the static is unbearable, and is ripped seamlessly open into a river of passionate kisses and short breaths. Grips so tight your arms shake, and head spins from lack of oxygen from your uneven heartbeats.
I never thought i could be that electricity, that person shining a smile, or tracing that flawless skin. I never thought i could be so fortunate, and secure in the fact that i am his and he is mine.
i never though forever was so exhilarating, excited....and anticipated anxiously.

I've never been more ready.