La Beauté Est Dans La Rue

haven’t heard it before? probably because it’s from...

Wed, 24 Aug 2011 11:22:00 -0700

haven’t heard it before? probably because it’s from a limited edition 7” EP.

Photo

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 19:06:34 -0700

my musings are highly valued

Sun, 12 Jun 2011 23:07:10 -0700

i can always analyze things, but does that really demonstrate that i know what they mean?

i can see from here that rome is in flames, but as it burns, so i shall fiddle.

if you fear dying, then you’re already dead. freedom is to let go, and in letting go we release all fears of the unknown. there is, after all, a reason they call it freefalling.

hippocrates had it all wrong, there’s a fifth humor that drives the human body, and it’s adrenaline.

i enjoy taking risks and engaging in potentially life threatening activities in my spare time because i see thrills as necessary nourishment for the soul…

…but drugs and alcohol are bad. i draw the line at chemical substances because while carving down an icy slope at 50 miles per hour is all just fun and games, marijuana is serious business. that stuff can kill you, don’t you know?

i crave an identity, therefore i tumble.

haven’t been on here in a while. here’s a picture of...

Sat, 11 Jun 2011 09:20:06 -0700

haven’t been on here in a while. here’s a picture of something cool i found on the internet and a vague but deeply emotional one-liner.

reblogging

Thu, 12 May 2011 22:20:21 -0700

so unoriginal.

why are you always waiting? tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.

Mon, 09 May 2011 17:01:30 -0700

why are you always waiting? tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.

I’ve always been a fan of Renoir. While his later works...

Wed, 04 May 2011 23:43:00 -0700

I’ve always been a fan of Renoir. While his later works lacked substance, his earlier forays into Impressionism were masterful. I love how perfectly he captures the emotions and feelings of his subjects, like in this one (this painting being my favourite of Renoir’s works). Those people, what are they looking at? I’d give just about anything to know. The faces, the motion, the strokes, it’s all so much better than the attempts of other Impressionist painters. Particularly that bastard Caillebotte, his obsession with masculinity echoes the chauvinistic expectations and values of a decaying artistic vanguard.

the jesus of suburbia is a lie.

Mon, 02 May 2011 17:59:21 -0700

the jesus of suburbia is a lie.

I heard it before it was on the radio. I swear.

Sun, 01 May 2011 17:50:00 -0700

I heard it before it was on the radio. I swear.

it’s somewhere out there, I know it.

Sat, 30 Apr 2011 09:52:31 -0700

it’s somewhere out there, I know it.

I Say No Matter How I Try I Realize There's No Reply

Thu, 28 Apr 2011 11:19:42 -0700

No answer to your prayers, to that wish at 11:11, to your burning desires? No surprise there. Life is short, then you die. Live for yourself first above all else. Show compassion but maintain a certain level of selfishness. Do what feels good, for yourself and no one else. Try all. Let the music be the background to the action movie of your life. And lead a life worth watching in theaters. There is nothing sure, certain, definitive. There is just you and there is just now. Everyone else is a game piece and this is your Life, like the board game except real (what is reality anyways?). Always be prepared for the unexpected, and don’t let opportunities slip by. Why am I lecturing to an invisible, virtually nonexistent audience? An audience that has heard all of this crap before? But really, are you truly happy with what you’ve got right now? Look at some stars, listen to music (always listen to music), share a moment. Don’t alienate yourself. Listen to others, let them in, and listen. Listen. Experience. Search for beauty far and wide near and far here and there us and them. We. My first assumption and my last mistake, that true love’s always true. Let the chemicals in your brain drive you to the irrational. But moderation is key. Don’t go totally nuts and do something seriously harmful. Let your logic stray by catching the wave of a passing whim, but be wary of the tide: don’t let it pull you so far out as to lose sight of the shore. My brain functions faster than my fingers - coherency, word choice, and fluidity suffers. This passage just fathomed itself out of the deepest depths of nowhere. My friend engaged me with some ideas about Buddhist ontology today. Another friend got me thinking when she decided to consider doings things that society frowns upon- why not? there’s nothing to lose except a boredom and innocence (which had to go at some point). I have no idea where I am headed, but it will be a fun ride. I took my brain to the laundromat but they told me it was already washed enough.

Throw away your television.

and in that moment, i swear we were infinite.

Wed, 27 Apr 2011 17:41:32 -0700

and in that moment, i swear we were infinite.

the title track is overrated.

Mon, 25 Apr 2011 20:49:22 -0700

the title track is overrated.

from my rotting body flowers will grow, and I will be in them,...

Sun, 24 Apr 2011 21:47:11 -0700

from my rotting body flowers will grow, and I will be in them, and that is eternity.

people are always looking for new frontiers, but they...

Sat, 23 Apr 2011 17:18:25 -0700

people are always looking for new frontiers, but they don’t realize that the new frontiers are all around us.