February 2012
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Brothers, your sisters need your strong,...
The passivity and absence of a man is just as terrible as his violence. And i wish more guys knew. Maybe they do… and just choose to do nothing…. But, nothing hurts quiet as much as being in the presence of a man with clenched fists and crossed arms. It hurts just as much as a fist. I need the help of my brothers. All sisters need the help of their brothers. Brother, i need you. All...
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“Love without courage and wisdom is sentimentality, as with the ordinary church...”
– Ammon Hennacy
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i leave school in June… and i’m scared that I’ll have to move back with my parents when school ends and pressured to go to school… AGAIN… my parents who think my dreams are too radical and too ideal. I don’t want to be held back.
I wish I had a place to live.
Everyone makes me want to be a better person, including folks i don’t even know yet.
I can’t wait for you.
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“Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get — only what you are...”
– Katharine Hepburn (via wrecklessgirl)
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Love is hard.
Not only to give it, but to receive it, too.
Nevermind the complaints or the cynical remarks, for in your heart of hearts you know that the couple flaunting and the consumerism doesn’t matter. All that matters is that we all, if we are honest with ourselves, want to be loved, and to love.
Love is hard, but it is necessary if we are to live happily.
Some friends and I are going to get...
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littlearrowsofdesire:
we’d drive around for...
I'm learning about myself, and it's amazing.
Recently, learned that i suffer from atelaphobia. Here at school it has manifested into panic attacks and social anxiety. Atelaphobia is the fear of not being perfect, which i realized comes from living with my parents who didn’t take the time to get to know me. The girls in my study group have been so kind to help me with not worrying so much about my shortcomings. One of my pals was so...
Poem To My Valentine,
simpleandy:
Valentine, your blossoms bud Crimson crown of thorns and blood Love song of the dying Lamb All the love I’m not, I AM. Valentine, to me, your scars Look like broken prison bars Valentine, your spear-pierced side Pierced my pride. I’ll be your bride.
January 2012
There’s a part of us in those old happy songs and over-saturated photographs that i hope never leaves us.
One step closer to home.
i want someone to curl up with in sweatpants and share with them all the songs i grew up with and all the stories in my heart. i want someone to listen to, too.
School is so busy, i don’t feel like home except when i am able to slow down and spend time with my new friend Grace. But being in a place where you meet wonderful ladies who assure you that it is okay when you make mistakes, and...
: When "isms" get in the way of your revolution →
kingdomprinciples:
Wether it be Anarchism, Veganism, Feminism, or any other “ism” that you claim, do not let it get in the way of the reasons you decided to place this tag upon your life in the first place. These “isms” that some of us hold so dear are merely a means to an end, they are by no means the end itself….
To percieve beauty is to glimpse into eternity.
Which is why some people believe beauty to be a bad joke.
And maybe that is why femininity is so oppressed, because femininity is beautiful and it inspires… and in our cynicism, beauty becomes painful. We have ceased to dream because to dream in this world is painful.
To suppose that beauty does not lead to goodness is to dwell on despair. It is to have little faith.
But you were made...
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I’d like some time to be a proper human being, please.
The constantly busy life is not the life I want to lead.
I have to buy some embroidery thread, then embroider for several hours tomorrow after dying some fabric and do some block stamping for a project due Monday.
When my computer gets fixed, I’ll show you some of the stuff I make here at SCAD.
Small
i am so small… so, how could it be about me?
And you… how could it be just about you?
It’s about all of us and everything.
It’s about “It’s all worth it.”
It’s about Love.
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There is a Love that stays, no matter what you've...
And really, that should be all that matters….
this Love… a reason to be courageous, compassionate, adventurous…
A stable ground, when everything and everyone else leaves.
A reason to dream.
Courageous, compassionate, adventurous… i don’t want to forget. But it’s so easy to forget.
An everlasting pedestal is the cure for my anxiety. And Christ is that...
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Remember who you are.
It’s really hard to keep your integrity just about anywhere. But, I won’t let it go. I vow to always remember who I am. I will never forget my past. I will never forget my dreams. And I will never forget how I was set free in order to dream, too, because if it forget, I might lose sight of what I’m fighting for.
Art school is a weird place for me, I think. Maybe everywhere is a...
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i hope you lose everything, so you’ll go back and find your life again.
This year started with a funeral. And, it doesn’t matter whose funeral it is. It is always sad, because that person is always someones mom, someones dad, or someones child, lover, friend.
But funerals aren’t the end. Funerals mean reunions. Funeral means feelings are shared. And lots of things can be born from this.
“People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed,...”
– Audrey Hepburn (via quote-book)
(via lessonsfroma4thgrader)
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It's January again!
For the new year, i will document my new year so that way it’ll be easier to remember things. :)
Happy New Year, friends. May it bring us lots of love, justice, peace, responsible anarchy, star-gazing, cloud watching, dumpster manna, photographs, friends, friends who are like family, reconciliation, animal kin to play with, ADVENTUREEEEEE! and the unity of Christ’s universal love and...
December 2011
Honesty is important, because, sometimes, a person just wants to know that someone gets it, that someone knows what it is like to feel hopeless or sad or broken or clueless or confused. It’s like a hug to the heart. i know that i do. It breaks my heart when i share my concerns and someone’s response is to yell at me, scold me, or to preach at me. i’m just a human being. i...
Home
i’m dreaming of a little house with tall grass to sweep through, with boarded steps to run down and maybe a tire or two up front to stand on when i want to be a little taller, a little bolder, a little more adventurous than i think i am. i’m dreaming of a little garden i can get lost in with flowers and stalks and leaves glorious enough to have me daydream of faroff forests and giant...
Anonymous asked: There probably is no god. So stop worrying and enjoy yourself. Explore the wonders of the universe. Treat humans and animals with respect. And for christ's sake, think for yourself. Educate yourself. You're better than that, love!
Dreaming with my eyes open.
It’s 3:55 in the morning and i’ve had a rough few weeks. Being at home for six weeks after going to school is definitely a shock to me after being able to execute whatever i wanted to… Going to the beach at 2am, climbing mountains, talking to hitchhikers and the homeless…
Sometimes, when you’re hit with floods of negative thoughts, it’s easy to form yourself...
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