do what You have to do.

in earnest.

asking and working for the resolve to:

refuse the growth of apathy in the pursuit of Truth and be devoted to the growth in depth and width of this Truth.

learn of gratitude that does not die at words, but changes oneself. to express this gratitude relentlessly.

be aware of those that surround oneself, to continue in the pursuit of knowing them, and to give them the space to be their unique self.

develop the emotion of longing for the absent into hoping for their joy.

grow this list in the pursuit of the preceding.

our selves.

the pursuit of Truth should move our selves outside of the center. this pursuit should make us move and make us change. if we haven't moved, if we haven't changed, we remain at the center, and we have been tricked into the pursuit of our selves.

haiti.

the loss in this man's face is one that words can't describe and pounds can't weigh.

AP Photo-Red Cross

Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said

Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days

That are no more, and shall no more return.

Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed;

I stay a little longer, as one stays

To cover up the embers that still burn.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

it will always seem like a glowin' dream...

this is why i love andrea.

she finds things like this silly list that make me laugh out loud in my cubicle. oops.

The XX
Blog enthusiasts who thought wearing a keffiyeha was awesome.

Animal Collective
Guys who make “Best of the Year” lists in January based predominantly on “feeling.”

Vampire Weekend
Bros who try to make out with girls at concerts by relating to them via old Nickelodeon shows. “Remember Pete & Pete??”

Death Cab for Cutie
Girls who quote lyrics as their Facebook status.

Neon Indian
Gorilla Vs. Bear readers.

The Shins
Premature alts who considered Garden State a life-altering viewing experience.

Radiohead
Everyone.

Kimya Dawson
Chicks who are described by their girlfriends as “sweet” and “really nice” when guys ask if their friend is hot.

Matt and Kim
Closeted Blink-182 enthusiasts.

Phoenix
People who don’t listen to enough music.

Dirty Projectors
People who like way too many toppings on their pizza.

-the lovely lady.

discovering today

we consoled ourselves saying that time would heal our wounds.
we fought through tears with eyes broken of love.
and when we were desperate to return, we found the road was gone.
so we sat at the river and we cried out,
for though all the time had passed, it remained
that the only thing left to do was to weep.
weep for yesterday's pain that remained in the depths of discovering today.
image: papertissue

a silent hidden kingdom...

waiting for the dawn.

image: papertissue

you never believed me. but i was always on your side.

i still am.

the wild things are....

in the subway?

arms grown strong with love

In those days we finally chose
To walk like giants and hold the world
In arms grown strong with love,
And there may be many things we forget
In the days to come,
But this will not be one of them.

photo: shrevesies.
quote: storypeople

it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight...

Congratulations, my love. Your love for eachother is a dream.

photo: captivating

it meant everything. and nothing at all.

but what did it mean?

ileftthekeysinthecarileftthedoorajarididn'twanttobealone.

the magic in his mane...

"Aslan," said Lucy, "you're bigger."
"That is because you are older, little one," answered he.
"Not because you are?"
"I am not. But every year you grow, you will find me bigger."

"I saw you all right. They wouldn't believe me. They're all so—"
From somewhere deep inside Aslan's body there came the faintest suggestion of a growl.
"I'm sorry," said Lucy, who understood some of his moods.
"I didn't mean to start slanging the others. But it wasn't my fault anyway, was it?"
The Lion looked straight into her eyes.
"Oh, Aslan," said Lucy. "You don't mean it was? How could I – I couldn't have left the others and come up to you alone, how could I? Don't look at me like that… oh well, I suppose I could. Yes, and it wouldn't have been alone, I know, not if I was with you. But what would have been the good?"
Aslan said nothing.
"You mean," said Lucy rather faintly, "that it would have turned out all right – somehow? But how? Please, Aslan! Am I not to know?"
"To know what would have happened, child?" said Aslan. "No. Nobody is ever told that."
"Oh dear," said Lucy.
"But anyone can find out what will happen," said Aslan. "If you go back to the others now, and wake them up; and tell them you have seen me again; and that you must all get up at once and follow me – what will happen? There is only one way of finding out."
"Do you mean that is what you want me to do?" gasped Lucy.
"Yes, little one," said Aslan.
"Will the others see you too?" asked Lucy.
"Certainly not at first," said Aslan. "Later on, it depends."
"But they won't believe me!" said Lucy.
"It doesn't matter," said Aslan.
"Oh dear, oh dear," said Lucy. "And I was so pleased at finding you again. And I thought you'd let me stay. And I thought you'd come roaring in and frighten all the enemies away – like last time. And now everything is going to be horrid."
"It is hard for you, little one," said Aslan. "But things never happen the same way twice. It has been hard for us all in Narnia before now."
Lucy buried her head in his mane to hide from his face. But there must have been magic in his mane. She could feel lion-strength going into her. Quite suddenly she sat up. "I'm sorry, Aslan," she said. "I'm ready now."
"Now you are a lioness," said Aslan. "And now all Narnia will be renewed. But come. We have no time to lose."
image: papertissue

juxtasuppose.

all we ever hurt for met in everything we need

all we ever treasured in hearts of whom we despise

time could only flee, for then its given gravity

and the ages keep believing for the end of time.

love to die.

"Verily, verily, I say unto you, except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit." j 12.24
"if we lived for ever, what you say would be true. but we have to die, we have to leave life presently. injustice and greed would be the real things if we lived for ever. as it is, we must hold to other things, because Death is coming. i love Death-not morbidly, but because He explains. He shows me the emptiness of Money. Death and Money are the eternal foes. not Death and Life. never mind what lies behind Death, Mr Bast, but be sure that the poet and the musician and the tramp will be happier in it than the man who has never learned to say: 'I am I.'" -howard's end.

in my old age...

signs that i'm growing old...

1. the weather is too frequently the topic of conversation. yuck.

2. i prefer hot drinks.

3. our newly acquired sectional is my favorite thing right now.

4. i take left over homemade soup to lunch. a lot.

5. everyone in my life is getting married/getting serious. for real...if you're looking for a special someone, come be my friend...you'll probably find yourself with a ring on in no time.

i was scared...

that i had forgotten how beautiful it was. but i closed my eyes and remembered how it had sparkled...and i grew thankful.