incredible

White Rabbits "Percussion Gun" Music Video from White Rabbits on Vimeo.

this video/song is incredible. but don't take my word for it, watch it for yourself.

the night

i enjoy honesty. i tend to believe myself a fairly honest person, and it does not take much for me to open up to people. for the most part. with that being said, i feel many people will view me as socially immature for writing such a post. these thoughts and ideas should be kept to myself, and it is sophomoric for me to post them for anyone to read; or so they would have me believe.

this past week has proved to be strange. it has brought with it much discouragement, sorrow, and foolishness. i know love is real. God is real, therefore, love is real. however, it is becoming more and more clear to me why people doubt the truth of love. most marriages end in divorce, and selfish ambition rots people quickly. we proclaim the consistency of love; the idea that love loves until the end. yet, the way we live is mostly contrary to this truth. how can someone gaze into the eyes of a lover and gently whisper terms of endearment, and denounce all they said as he/she walks out the door only months later? everyone faces lost love, it is part of life. although, it never gets easier.

still at shore

When pain turns to years
It goes away
A memory far gone
So bitter sweet
And sweet it is to taste recover
The loss of my friend

And why haunts this hunger
To love her
My ship set it's sail
A long time ago
And my mind has said it's farewell
And my lips have declared "it's time"
But my heart cannot say it's goodbye

Now it's only in my dreams
That I've been there
Her eyes so in love
Her kiss so real
Now if only I could stay
And dream a while
If a dream lasts a lifetime

My ship's set it's sail
But still at shore
My heart cannot say it's goodbye


-this says it all.

dreams

i used to enjoy sleeping. it was a very tangible way in which i would escape the troubles of the world. i can acknowledge that problems do not disappear with sleep, rather, they must be dealt with. however, it was something i looked forward to. i especially looked forward to the occasional zombie dream. all that to be said, i have been approaching sleep with a somewhat hopeless attitude. it saddens me that i will awake in 6 hours. maybe sadden is not the best word to use. perhaps 'frustrates' is a better word. i know in a matter of hours i will be awake again, and my troubles will once again embrace me.

there is hope, and i know this.

p.s. i want to live in a cabin for a year or so with no electricity. i want to leave everyone wondering what i am doing. that may be a little bit selfish... eh, i am alright with that.

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where is my house of cards?