Perfection

One of my favorite song ever, finally has a music video that's actually really good.  

PROPHETS

the bible didn't mention people like me and you

down the river, where we went wrong

looking at the stones and dirt we stepped on 

somebody said it was the right way and we went

the water made it easier as we weep and lie

down by the road to home where we got lost

pressed to live and completely clueless as to why

YA

ENDLESS

tell me everything to know

heaven close your eyes and hell with open arms

what you feared has ruled you

can't blame me that you cant live

I can not point fingers 

because I am now ruled by your lose

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My favorite talents on youtube

MATT CORBY - BROTHER

"Bust Your Windows / Why Don't You Love Me" by Scott Hoying and Rozzi 

Andrew Garcia - Straight Up

Stephen & Damian Marley - Jah Army Zewdy

Hope you liked them:)

All I Want for CHRISTMAS?

study

The world needs each and every human being because every person has the mission to make something perfect in this world.

SUmMER PLanS

LET Us Be YOUNG!

RAIN

If nudity was preserved in stormy jungles,
in the constant rain and passionate cries

blaming one another as if we have options, 

an so the rain wet our skins

how odd it was to see you naked, 

falling so deep drowning in beautifully

im so confused, I love him,help me

why can i not just love him? he was just always there!
tortured  in the fields of insomnia,thought it was such a waste of my pain
I was going to cry myself to sleep but i feared i'll drown
we like to gamble do we not? isn't that how we meet?
gambling our lives.

that's why it's so hard not to let you go.
such a waste of time, such a waste of touch
your silence, I want to wake your life
and you say you want to know my love, and so I tired to let it out
you paint your self so wicked and red to my mind

and so you left just like the evil you preached that was

YUPPP.....

how was your week you ask?

let's talk about feelings you say?

well, if you say so....

:D thanks I think this has helped a little!

Triangles

i miss the good all days when we didn't have to pretend
the new York kinda love, were we fuck covered in paint
in denial to each others emotions, driven by sex
when in the sad poetic ways we stared at each other in winter coffee shops
"double shot of espresso" ..."hot coco"
the sad knowledge you have to go home, raise your parents
and yet we are caught with our pants around our ankles
masturbating to each others images
snickering in our disgust, while our hand is blooded 

DAY TO DAY

I live on the streets but see no light

Stair at the sealing and crave it to fall

Tears have no purpose, they are sad too

Passion betrayed me and hope has killed my days.

Jack kerouac rare quotes

“At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, were as big as Roman Candles and as lonely as the Prince who's lost his ancestral home and journeys across the spaces trying to find it again, and knows he never will.”


“They were like the man with the dungeon stone and gloom, rising from the underground, the sordid hipsters of America, a new beat generation that I was slowly joining.” 


“...I met a reverend mother once who cried...ah, it's all so sad' - 'What did she cry about?' - 'I don't know, after talking to me, I remember I said some silly thing like "the universe is a woman because it's round" but I think she cried because she was remembering her early days when she had a romance with some soldier who died, at least that's what they say, she was the greatest woman I ever saw, big blue eyes, big smart woman ... you could do that, get out of this awful mess and leave it all behind”


“We lay on our backs, looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when He made life so sad.”


“The floors of bus stations are the same all over the country, always covered with butts and spit and they give a feeling of sadness that only bus stations have.” 


“We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell” 


“Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain't this and that at all?” 


“Oh, smell the people! yelled Dean with his face out the window, sniffing. Ah, God! Life!” 


“This is the beginning and the end of the world right here. Look at those patient Buddhas lookin at us saying nothing.”


“All life is but a skull-bone and
A rack of ribs through which
we keep passing food & fuel-
just so's we can burn so
furious beautiful.” 

All good things must come to an end.

 Questioning a lot of things from the world leads to the path of theologies and more questions. We question the existence of god and the confusions of love. If a man cries over love then it must exist and so it goes on that, if one seeks freedom then that means there is no god. Everything ends up revolving around love. If god loved us so much then why does he stand by as we roll in agony and until the heart cries. If a “father” or the “creator” is that cruel then he does not love us. If he “enjoys” our suffering then really he’s not there, he must be an imagination. If a man achieves all he’s dreams, completes he’s passion, he is still unhappy because he has not loved. He blames the existence of women and curses their ways. When he really he had every single one of the woman’s hearts in he’s palms. We as humans are afraid of what we never had, it becomes hard when you have to change everything you’ve known. Loneliness or even pain seems a lot more comfortable then the uncertainty of happiness. We are afraid of something good. Sure maybe because of the imagined pain that will happen in the end of the happiness. It seems we humans are fascinated with the complications of things then the goodness. We find it boring when we are too comfortable in the fields of freedom. We create traps really to entertain ourselves then to escape. Perhaps freedom is something we create to feel better of our selves. Part of the imagination, god, love, freedom… 

“There are four questions of value in life... What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living "for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is same. Only love.”   

SHE PLAYS

on the face of a girl there are always lines

under the eyes and around her mouth

of the times she cried and the times she faked a smile

let it be life that keeps her warm or freezes her emotions

and when she's not patient any more they label her "the seductress"

TILL DEATH AND ASH

I am not angry with the face of god

But with the world that does not forgive

It has taken my heart and had my soul for keeps

It takes my joy from me and the people that I resepected

we are trapped in the fields of blame

fingures pointing at each other faces

world, why have you betrayed me so young

Big boy rooms

There is something about an empty place that has an old feel to it. Hallucinations almost, perhaps about the future or maybe just the present and the marry go around of philosophical thoughts that have nowhere to go except take up space of useless wisdom. So you let it be and think of final heart breaking thoughts so HOPE disperses and you are free. Though utter loneliness and hopelessness drowns you, you won’t cry for you were loved for a night.

just cuz

Just wanted you listen to this song because the rapper is AMAZING and long time since we've heard anything as good.

life just kicks you in the ass sometimes

cry about it you'll feel better! I promise you, there is no point in holding it back. then you will be stronger cuz instead of avoiding the problem you went through it and THAT makes you stronger! you will smile brighter and you wont just give a fuck. best quote I heard in a long time that helps me go through tough times is,

"the only time we waste is the the time we waste thinking we are alone," -The Five People You Will Meet In Heaven! (book)

Been to long

hello readers, I know it has been to long but i'm here to make for lost time. A lot has happened since last time I wrote so cant really go back to write about that. but I will start by posting songs of the week.


so this song is from my favorite show, SONS OF ANARCHY! I'll post more about that next time but here's a song I really like from there.

next song is by an artist that I really really like and he is just poetic to me. he feels every word he sings!

I'm just starting to get into John mayer and I just starting listening to this song and like it, so here it is.

MEET ME ON A CROSSROAD

you see I meet a rider and he's name was john


he tells me he's on a desperate call


go tell my sorrow he said, so you wont do what i've done


he wears a jacket from he's sweetheart, a ruin of a poor girl


handsome rider, scars to he's name


only time he's satisfied is when he's on the run to the rising sun


angel has taken he's soul and the devil is fighting with god


he's riding back home he says


he's bringing he's pain to town.

silence

opening up is really hard, specially if you have been broken so many times before. perhaps we hate the faces of pity, the "you dont understand anything im going through" voice in your head that roars when someone is trying to touch, maybe even the feeling that every eye is there to watch your every fall. the feeling of being numb sounds a lot more sweet then the feeling of the screaming loneliness inside. the pitch black of your heart as gets cold and hard each and every time you get kicked. you have no time to cry because that seems like such a waste of your pain, because you believe you feed the monster that is inside that growing. you are ashamed with yourself that you believed. believed there is such a thing other then loneliness. 

                                              "I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most

                                             I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well"

Alone

you know that feeling you get that your are for some reason forever alone and that everyone hates you. your so broken that you dont even care if your being used or even unwanted. you believe that if your loved once that everything will go away. that you will at least be loved for a night. everything seems to go the wrong way, you cant tell if it's your fault that your there or by some reason you deserve what's happening to you? so lost and just so alone? you cant even say fuck it cuz it just makes things hurt even more. well to bad cuz FUCK EVERYTHING! life goes on. 

TATTOOS

I have tears from empty eyes

flesh I see and caves without light

I sense that I am naked 

Though I can not look to my shame

even that feels like normal

and now I shall ink my pain

photo

I have been obsessed with photography since at young age and now i'm just going to post pictures that I love. some taken by famous photographers and some by random people.

this first one is a photo shoot but I can't seem to be able to find who took them but they are of the actor Michael Fassbender.

I don't like the word artsy per-say but never the less I have no shame using that word when I describe Sally Mann. she is s GENIUS her work is flawless and it had driven her crazy! I mean this lady is nuts!! her children seem to have an awkward relationship towards her also but she is oblivious to it, it seems. or perhaps she knows but it's not relevant to her just yet. who knows but either way she is amazing in all it's glories. she is the only photographer that has work that speaks to me! it's so dark! so sad and confusing. it's naked! literally even more so interesting is that the pictures are of her children. which is odd but it is beauty. so before I babble on even more, here are some of my favorite. they are put in order from the one I like the most to the the one I LIKE THE MOST, because there is no hating her work. also discretion to some viewers that might find naked pictures offensive!