Some one asked me to describe an emotion (a certain emotion)
I tried but,
I cant describe it.
It's....wonderful.
Thats all i know.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Cold play...green eyes
I...love...this...song. :D
Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand
And I come here to talk
I hope you understand
That green eyes,
yeah the spotlight, shines upon you
And how could, anybody, deny you
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter, now I’ve met you
And honey you should know, that I could never go on without you
Green eyes
Honey you are the sea
Upon which I float
And I came here to talk
I think you should know
That green eyes, you’re the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who, tried to deny you must be out of their mind
Cause I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter, since I met you
Honey you should know, that I could never go on without you
Green eyes Green eyes
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand
Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand
And I come here to talk
I hope you understand
That green eyes,
yeah the spotlight, shines upon you
And how could, anybody, deny you
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter, now I’ve met you
And honey you should know, that I could never go on without you
Green eyes
Honey you are the sea
Upon which I float
And I came here to talk
I think you should know
That green eyes, you’re the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who, tried to deny you must be out of their mind
Cause I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter, since I met you
Honey you should know, that I could never go on without you
Green eyes Green eyes
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Ohohohohooooo
Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand
What do you see?
Art.
The real definition of art, is a simple object that inspires the person to come up with a meaning.
You could take a napkin, fold it in half.
Draw a dot in the middle of it,
and ask the person
"what does this mean?"
and i guarantee you will get many different ideas.
Art isnt a beautiful painting,
an amazing sculpture,
art is something simple....that hides so much more.
The real definition of art, is a simple object that inspires the person to come up with a meaning.
You could take a napkin, fold it in half.
Draw a dot in the middle of it,
and ask the person
"what does this mean?"
and i guarantee you will get many different ideas.
Art isnt a beautiful painting,
an amazing sculpture,
art is something simple....that hides so much more.
Im laughing
Im laughing.
I am literally on the floor, tears streaming down my face, throat sore.
Laughing.
why?
you
may
ask.
because....i just realized something.....
You cannot try to prove a point...when someones not listening to you.
NOTE TO SELF: Tell grandpa to turn on his hearing aid next time you explain "what in the heck is a 'LOL' " because more than likely. He'll use it later in a sentence and refer it to a symptom....such as PMS.
"Lainy go eat yourself some cake i think your having LOL."
I love my grandpa. :D
I am literally on the floor, tears streaming down my face, throat sore.
Laughing.
why?
you
may
ask.
because....i just realized something.....
You cannot try to prove a point...when someones not listening to you.
NOTE TO SELF: Tell grandpa to turn on his hearing aid next time you explain "what in the heck is a 'LOL' " because more than likely. He'll use it later in a sentence and refer it to a symptom....such as PMS.
"Lainy go eat yourself some cake i think your having LOL."
I love my grandpa. :D
And today.....??
Theres nothing quite like having the full flying experience.
>Peeing on a plane (very strange)
>Falling asleep on some strangers shoulder later to wake up and find youve drooled all over them (true story, that lady probably hates me)
>Screaming "WERE GONNA DIE!!!" really loud when theirs turbulance.
>And ofcourse the peanuts....what is an airplane without it's peanuts.
I am....very tired. Was a really good trip but now.....i think.....it's time to pass out.
BTW: Never, EVER joke around with the flight attendant and ask her if "she could please help you re-wire the bomb strapped to your chest." Not a good joke, seriously. Dont.
>Peeing on a plane (very strange)
>Falling asleep on some strangers shoulder later to wake up and find youve drooled all over them (true story, that lady probably hates me)
>Screaming "WERE GONNA DIE!!!" really loud when theirs turbulance.
>And ofcourse the peanuts....what is an airplane without it's peanuts.
I am....very tired. Was a really good trip but now.....i think.....it's time to pass out.
BTW: Never, EVER joke around with the flight attendant and ask her if "she could please help you re-wire the bomb strapped to your chest." Not a good joke, seriously. Dont.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Go to the mirror
Take a good long look at yourself.
who are you?
you are.....
everything imaginable, endless possibilities, sustainable happiness.
I laugh at myself,
for ever thinking,
that thier couldnt be a perfect guy.
I laugh because here you are.
Look at your hand:
Move your fingers.
what are you?
you are.......
Life.
my life.
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B
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V
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I smile....because im happy. (duh)
Take a good long look at yourself.
who are you?
you are.....
everything imaginable, endless possibilities, sustainable happiness.
I laugh at myself,
for ever thinking,
that thier couldnt be a perfect guy.
I laugh because here you are.
Look at your hand:
Move your fingers.
what are you?
you are.......
Life.
my life.
I
C
A
N
T
B
E
L
I
E
V
E
I
F
O
U
N
D
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I smile....because im happy. (duh)
Very excited
I.....want....to....travel....the world.
And i will.
with you.
Do this experiment for me....ok??
Go to your room.
Take with you a piece of paper and pen.
On the piece of paper write:
SOMEDAY.
Hang this on your ceiling. Right above your bed.
So every morning when you wake up you'll think "Someday"
Someday:
someday, well be together.
someday, well see the world.
someday, well cook dinner together.
someday, well write music together.
someday, well pray together (in person)
someday, well look back and smile at how perfect everything turned out.
someday, well go on an adventure.
someday, well explore the most simple of towns.
someday, well tell people our story.
but today, today im thinking of you.
today, im smiling at how wonderful life is.
today, i am in love with you.
And i know that in all the days to come.....i always will be. :)
Now close your eyes........take 3 deep breathes.....and smile....because everything is going to work out. Im very excited. To be able to experience the world. Right along side you.
And i will.
with you.
Do this experiment for me....ok??
Go to your room.
Take with you a piece of paper and pen.
On the piece of paper write:
SOMEDAY.
Hang this on your ceiling. Right above your bed.
So every morning when you wake up you'll think "Someday"
Someday:
someday, well be together.
someday, well see the world.
someday, well cook dinner together.
someday, well write music together.
someday, well pray together (in person)
someday, well look back and smile at how perfect everything turned out.
someday, well go on an adventure.
someday, well explore the most simple of towns.
someday, well tell people our story.
but today, today im thinking of you.
today, im smiling at how wonderful life is.
today, i am in love with you.
And i know that in all the days to come.....i always will be. :)
Now close your eyes........take 3 deep breathes.....and smile....because everything is going to work out. Im very excited. To be able to experience the world. Right along side you.
Overall sum up
And here i am:
The events of the past few days swimming around my head.
The 5:00 am wake up call, the flight (where i gladly passed out)
arriving at the airport, lots of hugs from uncle.
And the rest, well the rest was amazing. Walking down town chicago, taking pictures of EVERYTHING, a man on the corner of the street playing a saxaphone. People of all different backgrounds walking this way and that. In a place as high paced as this, i found it surprisingly easy to just sit back and take it all in. People, in general. Live thier lives unknowing of the deep force that compells us all to just, enjoy....life. And it's very easy to, in a city like this. The lights, the music, the food, OH MY GOD, THE FOOOOD! *salivating at the thought of everything*
And then theirs the experiences, the stories, the funny facts your grateful to be able to tell.
For instance, we got a free hotel room just because a lady said we "looked like cool people"
We walked a block and went to a live jazz club and listened to a group of guys who lived for music.
To see their passion so plainly written on their faces, was....very inspiring. Made me wanna go all Louie Armstrong on errybody. I think the main thing, when visiting a city your not that familiar with, is to be spontaneous. Get lost, totally throw yourself into this new environment and teach your self to adapt. A boat ride on the river. The huge buidlings with thier arciterctual features.
The art meuseum: PICASSO! And VAN GOUGH!! right in front of me, the original work of thier own hands, these wonderful men that expressed themselves through vibrant color and a different outlook on life. The world is so huge. And ive only been able to explore a small corner of it. But if this proves anything, it's that their is adventure and a place for everyone.
Heres a story:
There was this pigeon.
It followed me for a couple of blocks.
Stopped in the middle of the street and stared at me,
i couldda sworn it was smiling. It started hopping
down this alley,
and something (i donno what)
compelled me to follow it.
So i did.
Who would of known that
it would of led me to something
so inspiring
so deep
so influental
i know i will never view things the same.
Ive seen raw human optimisim.
There in a wheel chair was a man without legs.
Missing teeth, dirty clothes, and a very very strong odor.
And you know what he was doing?
Smiling, he was as happy as could be.
Wishing everyone a wonderful thursday.
He wasnt begging, wasnt looking for a pity party,
he just wanted to tell the world that life is much better appreciated...
when you have nothing at all.
I respect that man.
I wish i would of asked his name.
I'll just call him Mario.
Mario inspired me.
I wish i could be like him,
just.....you know....with legs.
and.....i wish i could appreciate life....knowing that even if i had nothing
at all....i'd still be happy.
Mario in Chicago,
Gratzi!
The events of the past few days swimming around my head.
The 5:00 am wake up call, the flight (where i gladly passed out)
arriving at the airport, lots of hugs from uncle.
And the rest, well the rest was amazing. Walking down town chicago, taking pictures of EVERYTHING, a man on the corner of the street playing a saxaphone. People of all different backgrounds walking this way and that. In a place as high paced as this, i found it surprisingly easy to just sit back and take it all in. People, in general. Live thier lives unknowing of the deep force that compells us all to just, enjoy....life. And it's very easy to, in a city like this. The lights, the music, the food, OH MY GOD, THE FOOOOD! *salivating at the thought of everything*
And then theirs the experiences, the stories, the funny facts your grateful to be able to tell.
For instance, we got a free hotel room just because a lady said we "looked like cool people"
We walked a block and went to a live jazz club and listened to a group of guys who lived for music.
To see their passion so plainly written on their faces, was....very inspiring. Made me wanna go all Louie Armstrong on errybody. I think the main thing, when visiting a city your not that familiar with, is to be spontaneous. Get lost, totally throw yourself into this new environment and teach your self to adapt. A boat ride on the river. The huge buidlings with thier arciterctual features.
The art meuseum: PICASSO! And VAN GOUGH!! right in front of me, the original work of thier own hands, these wonderful men that expressed themselves through vibrant color and a different outlook on life. The world is so huge. And ive only been able to explore a small corner of it. But if this proves anything, it's that their is adventure and a place for everyone.
Heres a story:
There was this pigeon.
It followed me for a couple of blocks.
Stopped in the middle of the street and stared at me,
i couldda sworn it was smiling. It started hopping
down this alley,
and something (i donno what)
compelled me to follow it.
So i did.
Who would of known that
it would of led me to something
so inspiring
so deep
so influental
i know i will never view things the same.
Ive seen raw human optimisim.
There in a wheel chair was a man without legs.
Missing teeth, dirty clothes, and a very very strong odor.
And you know what he was doing?
Smiling, he was as happy as could be.
Wishing everyone a wonderful thursday.
He wasnt begging, wasnt looking for a pity party,
he just wanted to tell the world that life is much better appreciated...
when you have nothing at all.
I respect that man.
I wish i would of asked his name.
I'll just call him Mario.
Mario inspired me.
I wish i could be like him,
just.....you know....with legs.
and.....i wish i could appreciate life....knowing that even if i had nothing
at all....i'd still be happy.
Mario in Chicago,
Gratzi!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Headin to chicago!
Dear mr. Frank Sinatra,
First of all lemme tell ya how much i love your music. Second of all i hope your song "chicago" doesnt hype me up to later be dissapointed.
Well see. and hopefully theirs some pizza in the mix
sincerely,
some one about to get on a plane for 3 hours and fly to an amazing city. :)
First of all lemme tell ya how much i love your music. Second of all i hope your song "chicago" doesnt hype me up to later be dissapointed.
Well see. and hopefully theirs some pizza in the mix
sincerely,
some one about to get on a plane for 3 hours and fly to an amazing city. :)
Monday, August 9, 2010
nows the time
Im gettin my life in order. im motivated. i feel soooo light. everything is possible.
im goin to travel. preach. live. it's going to be....everything i ever imagined. and if hard ships come up.....trust in him...he'll pull me through. with him everything is possible.
im goin to travel. preach. live. it's going to be....everything i ever imagined. and if hard ships come up.....trust in him...he'll pull me through. with him everything is possible.
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