To bad I fell in love to late.
All in all we cannot stop singing
we cannot start sinking
We swim until it ends
They may kill and we may be parted
But we will ne'er be broken hearted
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
If I met me now...
At bottom every man knows well enough that he is a unique being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time.
Our life is composed, like the harmony of the world, of discords as well as of different tones, sweet, harsh, sharp and flat, soft and loud. If a musician liked only some of them, what could he sing? He has got to know how to use all of them and blend them together. So too must we with good and ill, which are the substance of life. If only we were fruitful fields, we would at bottom let nothing perish unused and see in every event, thing and man welcome manure.
-Friedrich Nietzsche
I had an occurrence with one of the sweetest people I have met in NY to date and he told me something I am not sure that I am comfortable with but, still gave me a complete feeling. He told me that there are girls who are different types and that if I had one it would be that of almost a siren. Calling dreamers to express, create and dream until they find it in themselves to do it on their own. Drowning in creativity they emerge complete.....I was taken aback.
Looking into the last year or so it makes some sort of sense (even though its all how you spin it). We came to the conclusion that girls of the "same kind" are amazing to talk to, want to help, desire to help others see the best in themselves or the situation and for the time being are seductively attracting to the inner desires of the man. This I can deal with...completely...I like to think of it as a muse. Hahaha.. me ... a muse.
On the walk home I began to think and a few tears froze as they fell down my face... you never heard of a myth in which the siren finds her one love...
At some point we women are sirens in one way or another but, to think that the way I am naturally and doing the things for my friends might be my own poison is pretty heavy stuff. Life is about your perspective on it.... the best is yet to come.
Our life is composed, like the harmony of the world, of discords as well as of different tones, sweet, harsh, sharp and flat, soft and loud. If a musician liked only some of them, what could he sing? He has got to know how to use all of them and blend them together. So too must we with good and ill, which are the substance of life. If only we were fruitful fields, we would at bottom let nothing perish unused and see in every event, thing and man welcome manure.
-Friedrich Nietzsche
I had an occurrence with one of the sweetest people I have met in NY to date and he told me something I am not sure that I am comfortable with but, still gave me a complete feeling. He told me that there are girls who are different types and that if I had one it would be that of almost a siren. Calling dreamers to express, create and dream until they find it in themselves to do it on their own. Drowning in creativity they emerge complete.....I was taken aback.
Looking into the last year or so it makes some sort of sense (even though its all how you spin it). We came to the conclusion that girls of the "same kind" are amazing to talk to, want to help, desire to help others see the best in themselves or the situation and for the time being are seductively attracting to the inner desires of the man. This I can deal with...completely...I like to think of it as a muse. Hahaha.. me ... a muse.
On the walk home I began to think and a few tears froze as they fell down my face... you never heard of a myth in which the siren finds her one love...
At some point we women are sirens in one way or another but, to think that the way I am naturally and doing the things for my friends might be my own poison is pretty heavy stuff. Life is about your perspective on it.... the best is yet to come.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
2011
Has come in hitting me like a brick.
So much to get done, so sick, so tired. So many revamping situations and so many projects to move forward with.
I'm excited if 2011 is the last full year we have, damn I am gonna kill it. -- In a nice way. :-)
In light of recent and not so recent events I am leaving whatever happen negative in 2010 behind. It was an INSANE year...Graduated from College...again...moved to a new state...started the adventure again on my own. Watched my self fall in and out and back in love. Saw my best friend fall in love and said be safe to others traveling the globe doing what they do best.
2011 has no resolutions and no things to change.
Work harder, be better, help more, change for the better!
Who wouldn't want to spend a year that way.
Oh! I did the time square thing for new years with Eric....(what)...yea it was amazing. The biggest party on New Years and celebrating with someone who has been apart of my last year all along. Watching the ball drop and thousands of people cheering, a ton of confetti and we will just forget the Jersey Shore was close by at MTV. ;-)
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