It dawns upon me that I might get more sleep if I did less things.

Hrmmmmmm...

A just relationship is a symmetrical relationship. Both parties must bear the same burdens of justification, explanation, adaptation and love. I'm tired of unilateral conformations. Help me find a balance.

It's the way he looks at me, that says this isn't over.
From the outside looking in, you see there's nothing sacred here.
Nothing sacred.

You can bend, but you can't break.

For the reasons out of my control, I try to make it roll like a dice away.
I say that I'm all empowered here.
This is obviously not clear enough to you.

You can bend, but you can't break.

Hey little girl keep dancing
Hey little girl keep dancing alone
'Cause there's not enough time in your day to keep you here.

The soldier's daughter
Did your daddy
Did your daddy hurt you?
Did he make you feel bad?
Did he poison your views with the water he was raised on?

Oh your father's son says hang on
Hang on

Hey little girl keep dancing.
Hey little girl keep dancing alone
'Cause there's not enough time in your life to stay here.

So over the hills he'd climb, just to see me there in time.
Just to watch the sun shine through my dress.

~ Tonic.

Journey

Understanding human life is more than subscribing to a certain givenness but is instead constituted by an active relationship with the circumstances in a person’s life. Any concept of culture must then consider moments in social life when the given or habitual is disrupted, when that which may be glossed over as “normal” and fixed is transformed by crisis into a world of alternate possibilities

~ Glen

"You know
I need to know myself
and what I believe
and my convictions are my own"

"AMEN!
Can I blog this too?"

Beauty and the Beast

You're not a stranger to me, and you are something to see.
You don't even know how to please
You say a lot, but you're unaware how to leave

My darling lives in a world that is not mine
An old child misunderstood out of time
Timeless is the creature who is wise
And timeless is the prisoner in disguise

Oh who is the beauty? Who the beast?
Would you die of grieving when I leave
Two children too blind to see
I would fall in your shadow, I believe.

My love is a man who's not been tamed
Oh my love lives in a world of false pleasure and pain
We come from difference worlds, we are the same.
I never doubted your beauty
...I've changed

Changed. Who is the beauty?
Where is my beast?
There is no beauty
Without my beast

My beauty...my beauty
My beautiful...beautiful...beautiful
Beautiful beast

Amen

Writing in 1856, the British naturalist Alfred Russel Wallaces states:

The five cells are silky-white within, and are filled with a mass of firm, cream-coloured pulp, containing about three seeds each. This pulp is the edible part, and its consistence and flavour are indescribable. A rich custard highly flavoured with almonds gives the best general idea of it, but there are occasional wafts of flavour that call to mind cream-cheese, onion-sauce, sherry-wine, and other incongruous dishes. Then there is a rich glutinous smoothness in the pulp which nothing else possesses, but which adds to its delicacy. It is neither acid nor sweet nor juicy; yet it wants neither of these qualities, for it is in itself perfect. It produces no nausea or other bad effect, and the more you eat of it the less you feel inclined to stop. In fact, to eat Durians is a new sensation worth a voyage to the East to experience. ... as producing a food of the most exquisite flavour it is unsurpassed.

Love is the demon and I'm the one he's coming for

...I'll tell you all about the girl who just refused to fall.

Dear Josh,

I just don't know what is good and bad anymore. Any attempt at telling myself that goodness is ___________ sounds like a throwback to the institution, to the things that... are... fear-driven, conservative (in the political sense) and stifling. I am so happy here and now. And am aware of danger and possible hurt in the future. What else does god want from me?

My mother told me: Don't think that way, of what else God wants from me. Because he is already pleased with me. I don't trust that anymore. Therein lies the lie - that I am not good enough.

I think that will always be my spiritual struggle - that deep inside, i will always fall into the trap of thinking that I am not good enough because of ____________. and therein lies defeat.

One step at a time. I hope this is my path to victory, if only through redemption. Because I cannot do anything anymore.

Hannah

I have been living under the illusion that I ever had a choice.

What now?

Hannah: I'm not a happy camper.

Elizabeth: A Happy Camper Hannah? God, that was SO WHITE.