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What a peculiar fact…

The name “narwhal” comes from the Old Norse word for “corpse” whale, because the animals’ mottled coloration supposedly looked like the skin of a drowned sailor. Thats kind of beautiful and morbid all at the same thing. Narwhals are captivating, ther eis no doubt about it.

08/21/2009 07:13
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Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks- Pablo Neruda

All those men were there inside,
when she came in totally naked.
They had been drinking: they began to spit.
Newly come from the river, she knew nothing.
She was a mermaid who had lost her way.
The insults flowed down her gleaming flesh.
Obscenities drowned her golden breasts.
Not knowing tears, she did not weep tears.
Not knowing clothes, she did not have clothes.
They blackened her with burnt corks and cigarette stubs,
and rolled around laughing on the tavern floor.
She did not speak because she had no speech.
Her eyes were the colour of distant love,
her twin arms were made of white topaz.
Her lips moved, silent, in a coral light,
and suddenly she went out by that door.
Entering the river she was cleaned,
shining like a white stone in the rain,
and without looking back she swam again
swam towards emptiness, swam towards death

08/17/2009 03:01
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Empty

Well I looked my demons in the eyes,
laid bare my chest, said "Do your best, destroy me.
You see, I've been to hell and back so many times,
I must admit you kind of bore me."

08/14/2009 04:30
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“You can have the life you want.”
07/16/2009 16:18
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Today I am 19 and seven days. I decided to start using my tumblr again. Maybe this time I can actually keep up with it. This weekend was a disaster. An utter disaster. My heart really can’t handle any more of this. I don’t know what I’m supposed to be learning from this constant heart break. I want him. So badly. But I can’t have him…He doesn’t want me. It just won’t happen. And its been made so, so clear to me. I want to find a way to pick myself up, get out of bed. Maybe I should paint. Thats not really conducive to my school work…But it sounds rather amazing. So I think I should.

Today I am 19 and seven days. I decided to start using my tumblr again. Maybe this time I can actually keep up with it. This weekend was a disaster. An utter disaster. My heart really can’t handle any more of this. I don’t know what I’m supposed to be learning from this constant heart break. I want him. So badly. But I can’t have him…He doesn’t want me. It just won’t happen. And its been made so, so clear to me. I want to find a way to pick myself up, get out of bed. Maybe I should paint. Thats not really conducive to my school work…But it sounds rather amazing. So I think I should.

04/26/2009 12:25
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Transport, motorways and tramlines,
starting and then stopping,
taking off and landing,
the emptiest of feelings,
disappointed people, clinging on to bottles,
and when it comes it’s so, so, disappointing.

Let down and hanging around,
crushed like a bug in the ground.
Let down and hanging around.

Shell smashed, juices flowing
wings twitch, legs are going,
don’t get sentimental, it always ends up drivel.
One day, I’m gonna grow wings,
a chemical reaction,
hysterical and useless
hysterical and

let down and hanging around,
crushed like a bug in the ground.
Let down and hanging around.

Let down,
Let down,
Let down.

You know, you know where you are with,
you know where you are with,
floor collapsing, falling, bouncing back
and one day, I’m gonna grow wings,
a chemical reaction, [You know where you are,]
hysterical and useless [you know where you are,]
hysterical and [you know where you are,]

let down and hanging around,
crushed like a bug in the ground.
Let down and hanging around.

01/16/2008 16:32
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oh my goodness, all i want is for it to be spring. and to loose five pounds.

what a terrible want…but gosh it on my top three wants.

1. get closer to God

2. be spring and loose five pounds

3. get into ucla and live with corey

not so much to ask, right?

01/09/2008 20:04
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tree in the sea

so i’m going to do this art piece

i think its going to have a large gnarled tree like the picture below it, a yellow canary, a red apple, and i’m still working on something blue…maybe its in the ocean. the tree, i mean, i think the tree should be like a mangrove. yes, i see it.

its going to be amazing and sewn on the paper. YES!

01/08/2008 18:23
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Culture of Blue: In many diverse cultures blue is significant in religious beliefs, brings peace, or is believed to keep the bad spirits away.
Blue conveys importance and confidence without being somber or sinister, hence the blue power suit of the corporate world and the blue uniforms of police officers. Long considered a corporate color, blue, especially darker blue, is associated with intelligence, stability, unity, and conservatism.

In Iran, blue is the color of mourning while in the West the something blue bridal tradition represents love.

— again, some website
01/08/2008 18:22
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Apple

This simple and basic fruit is a powerful symbol in religious writings, literature and in dreams. It fundamentally represents knowledge and the freedom that is associated with it. With knowledge and freedom we are in a position to make positive or negative choices. The apple should be interpreted with the consideration of all the other details in the dream. Is the apple a symbol of positive movement and spiritual and emotional liberation, or is it a symbol of runaway passions and the resulting negativity? Are you giving into temptation and making hurtful choices or are being wise and enjoying the fullness of life?

— some website
01/08/2008 18:19
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