Here, a poem: [abridged]
cracking voice of “us”- Dissonance springs from Making a mistake (question-mark) Act I: Finale wake up intentions love, the ability to: Time: N/A words form wilderness wordless world- meaning born by void in brain- storm- avoid no seeds sew heart-cloth - remember home- no where is water lily self- home is crow, crane- befriend the creature home whatever anything means.
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_/ Playing music: transform joy/pain/strangeitude of “me” into melody/harmony/cracking voice of “us”- Dissonance springs from “why” And “Hallelujah” \_ _/ Making a mistake in front of someone: in front of all the world, a stage contains (question-mark) characters- Act I: Finale “This Is No Rehearsal” \_ _/ Doubting-...
Had I that day alone– that day to have not known you, then, I would’ve rolled along that old unobstacled road-more-like a wood-beside-the-water path. I would have two-wheel rolled a– long– with– fre– quent– bumps, but on the wood I would have rolled along without a fall– (ing for- ward)––– toward the rush of River Street where I grew up when I stepped outside the thick...
not-thefunniestblog: “homework” “season finale” “clicking publish instead of answer privately” “trying to talk to someone you really like” “responsibilities”
The HRC’s red Equal sign went viral this week in support of gay marriage. You may have noticed a Greater-Than (>) sign appear in a few profile pictures as well. It went mini-viral. With all the energy around this issue now, I’ve been reading up on the fight for marriage equality and thinking more critically about it. Although it is silly to think that changing a profile...
a post about the subtitles on my harry potter vcd
jaymhensley: so i found my old vcd-copy of harry potter and the chamber of secrets and… i don’t know what’s more entertaining, the movie or the subtitles. Read More IS VOLDEMORT’S CAT.
Whiteness is not a culture. There is Irish culture and Italian culture and...– Noel Ignatiev (via sonofbaldwin)
When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
scooping up the ocean with cupped hands let all of who you are love this water because you are you because water is water big water big heart too much to hold no need to this love in each drop of water falling from your hands returns to its vast oceanness scooping up the ocean with cupped hands now hold this love now give it all away because you are not you because water is...
Pain is painful. Fact.
You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
fuckyeahrumi: “I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I’ve been knocking from the inside.” ― Rumi
this train is moving so slowly - ever so slow! but it is moving
How To Be A Reverse-Racist: An Actual Step by Step...
THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER! blackgirldangerous: (ONLY A FEW DAYS LEFT TO HELP MAKE RADICAL WRITING WORKSHOPS FOR QUEER, TRANS*, AND GENDER-NON-CONFORMING WRITERS HAPPEN! PLEASE GO HERE!!) by A.D Song and Mia McKenzie White people who are confronted with their white privilege and the white supremacist acts they perpetuate have been known to cry, “You’re being a reverse-racist!” That is...
Wow! Life is unexpected When you least expect it
“The mystery does not get clearer by repeating the question, nor is it bought with going to amazing places. Until you’ve kept your eyes and your wanting still for fifty years, you don’t begin to cross over from confusion.” - Jelaluddin Rumi
“You have to be careful not to criticize or fight the mind, since it is normal to think, hear sounds, and feel sensations. The trick is not to grasp or reject them. Just leave them alone and let them come and go lightly.” - Martine Batchelor
Why I Treasure Monday Evenings
Buddham saranam gacchami hank is not a person hank is anyone present and everyone is already here sitting with you all all is only what it is and all of what is this Dhammam saranam gacchami reciting a reading mind can read too much into the meaning and forget that i know it by heart sitting with you helps me recall the heart Sangham saranam gacchami with this sangha i can safely settle...
to the rain!
understand underneath this coat of silver - this medieval contraption - self - conscious self - i am soft as the air around a lightbulb glowing yellow flickering dimming observed in a forest by ancient owls who have no necks and wise birch trees that drink to water! to dirt! to life! i remember again how to laugh at the constant hum of my metallic mind - how to listen to the hymn of rain that...
The old saying goes: give a man a fish and he eats for a day; teach a man to...– Jaime Grant, Director of Kalamazoo College’s Arcus Center for Social Justice Leadersip
I will say this: I rarely live my life on autopilot. That’s something, I guess.
It’s cloudy - I can’t see the stars tonight. But I need a constellation. I’m selfish. Where did my stars go? Wow, dumbstruck me, notices that what I thought all of this was isn’t it, at all… it’s fading into…? You’re confusing yourself! You talk too much. Look! Listen! Judgments, extra. This poem, extra. Just,… just what? That’s...
constant struggle the never-ending fight it really wears you down
sometimes life requires much of us: courage wisdom strength to take action! to stand up! to fight! but when life demands that we crawl into our shells feeling defeated and that we unsettle into the unknown as it all collapses in on us, we must try to remember: this too requires courage, wisdom and more strength than one would think
Words catch Wind of meaning Want to capture Worlds And Although well-meaning Mere syllables Fall short
The best poems mean so Many things at once that you Never know just what!