Monday, January 28, 2013
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
whatta waste my time.
yesterday i woke up, caught a bus to the k. drank some coffee. caught another bus home. and yeah .. how bored am i.
maybe i need to get laid.
or buy something.
option 2 seems less of an effort.
im going shopping.
maybe i need to get laid.
or buy something.
option 2 seems less of an effort.
im going shopping.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
flying high on a skateboard bail.
im empty without will
i think into darkness
where light never stays
the tastes of addicition
and compulsion are consumed
and these, open wounds
that refuse to heal
remind me of my wickedness.
i caress them, try to soothe them.
with anecdotes of loveless lullabies
but they know me.
i think into darkness
where light never stays
the tastes of addicition
and compulsion are consumed
and these, open wounds
that refuse to heal
remind me of my wickedness.
i caress them, try to soothe them.
with anecdotes of loveless lullabies
but they know me.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
living my life..
Golden, Jill Scott.I love this song.
it is said that when gold goes through this refining process. they heat it intensely melting the gold into a liquid substance, which brings all the dirt and impurities to the surface. making it pure gold.cool eh.. so..
my life? today, yesterday, last week, last month. its been almost like an experience experiment. from being stagnant and complacent, fearless and bold, heart aches, heart breaks, tears of sadness, tears of joy. happy, sad (list any kind of emotion here) it's a smorgasbord. I’ve said goodbye to some friendships, and said hi to the new. been so hungry that I forgot about eating, and then smoked so much that even oxygen hurt. I’ve burnt people with my words, and got burnt too. Fell through the cracks of my insecurities, and laughed till there were creases on other days. I swear, my emotional rollercoasters were like kicks for 6flags. And yet even still, im smiling, still wishing and dreaming, holding down the fort with some super faith glue. I’ve been through the fire, gone through the daily refine of my existence so far, And with jill in my ear or not, I’ll always be living my life like its golden. Golden.
like this guy.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
the only thing constant in the world is change.
hello universe (mental picture of hippies singing 'aquarius/let the sunshine in' by fifth dimensions) yeh.
my experience so farr has been a concoction of greats and not so's, stress yess and drama mama's, fly away highs and low hoe blows. some sadness but a certainty to come after it all - happiness.
change is the name of the game, anything you do in this life time affects course. course in the life you lead, course in your mind which leads to your perceptions and beliefs, course in action of how you react and do things. i guess thinking great things, can amount to doing amazing things, saying positive things gives reassurance and nurturing to the wounded;unsure;scared heart, random acts of goodness - a giving and adding to human kind, which always comes back to the genuine heart. when we capture the essence of our maker - how sweet is the fragrance. always changing and always growing, learning each day of what was given from him, God.. is an honour free for us all.
i'm on this cool encouraging cypher that is learning to see myself from eternity, hammering in truths so that in times of falter - i can scream the honest.FEARFULLY AND WONDERFULLY MADE and not made as in manufactured perfection made, made in taiwan made, but MADE IN HIS IMAGE made. believing that is more than just knowing that. cos i was, you were - WE WERE!
drama mamaz cos i had to prepare for life without my amigo ana banana by my side anymore.lol - good life to you in canberra miss, play that man rugby you do and stay out of trouble.hehe - i actually didn't think it'll be this hard, all the unsung do's for me you did are at surface point. and i DID to a certain extent, take your ability to chill on life for granted. sometimes when i took it for hopeless-ness, you were actually being selfless. i learn from you, even when your not around. you deserve nothing but the best in the south east and west.... *k breathe* -- k back to me.lol
sadness that life could no longer wait on my procrastination and rolled on without my permission, bought it into life that seemingly gave way to happiness - blessing in disguise?! a winkaTHINK of readiness to turn the page, gives a faith which leads me on. growing as the nights turn into days, i am still on the journey... the walk...
life is important - and an old truth that cannot expire, it's definatly what you make of it.
keeping positive is a motivator - it works people.
my fly away high is family in every aspect in the term of the word.(makes sense in my head.lol) is always there, always!! *tear like my brother ben when he shared @ ana's 21st.lol*
nothings peachy just yet - but i believe the road to healing isn't easy as pie. and understanding THAT gives me comfort that it is attainable.
dramatic maybe - wonderfully and beautifully made. def yo! -- i am changing. (haha and who sang dreamgirls effie white.YOU)
hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
my experience so farr has been a concoction of greats and not so's, stress yess and drama mama's, fly away highs and low hoe blows. some sadness but a certainty to come after it all - happiness.
change is the name of the game, anything you do in this life time affects course. course in the life you lead, course in your mind which leads to your perceptions and beliefs, course in action of how you react and do things. i guess thinking great things, can amount to doing amazing things, saying positive things gives reassurance and nurturing to the wounded;unsure;scared heart, random acts of goodness - a giving and adding to human kind, which always comes back to the genuine heart. when we capture the essence of our maker - how sweet is the fragrance. always changing and always growing, learning each day of what was given from him, God.. is an honour free for us all.
i'm on this cool encouraging cypher that is learning to see myself from eternity, hammering in truths so that in times of falter - i can scream the honest.FEARFULLY AND WONDERFULLY MADE and not made as in manufactured perfection made, made in taiwan made, but MADE IN HIS IMAGE made. believing that is more than just knowing that. cos i was, you were - WE WERE!
drama mamaz cos i had to prepare for life without my amigo ana banana by my side anymore.lol - good life to you in canberra miss, play that man rugby you do and stay out of trouble.hehe - i actually didn't think it'll be this hard, all the unsung do's for me you did are at surface point. and i DID to a certain extent, take your ability to chill on life for granted. sometimes when i took it for hopeless-ness, you were actually being selfless. i learn from you, even when your not around. you deserve nothing but the best in the south east and west.... *k breathe* -- k back to me.lol
sadness that life could no longer wait on my procrastination and rolled on without my permission, bought it into life that seemingly gave way to happiness - blessing in disguise?! a winkaTHINK of readiness to turn the page, gives a faith which leads me on. growing as the nights turn into days, i am still on the journey... the walk...
life is important - and an old truth that cannot expire, it's definatly what you make of it.
keeping positive is a motivator - it works people.
my fly away high is family in every aspect in the term of the word.(makes sense in my head.lol) is always there, always!! *tear like my brother ben when he shared @ ana's 21st.lol*
nothings peachy just yet - but i believe the road to healing isn't easy as pie. and understanding THAT gives me comfort that it is attainable.
dramatic maybe - wonderfully and beautifully made. def yo! -- i am changing. (haha and who sang dreamgirls effie white.YOU)
hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Monday, October 12, 2009
my own, not yours and open doors.
life is the never ending topic, a constant song - remade, re-sung, re-writen.. but only heard by mine. Living is and was never easy for some, and in the end the only one person accountable for mine is.. me.
today is still, and the outside of things is messy, frigid and uncontrolled. an old school associate/friend passed last sunday, and the burial; yesterday. crazy times it iz. with days like now i cant help but refer emotions, pain, suffering, empathy and sympathy felt - toward my own. i guess it is only in times like these, that a sudden spark of realisation hits - the importance of relationships, time spent on what we should be doing, - and what we shouldnt. the harsh awakening when someones door is closed.
thoughts..
there's always consequences to every action placed, i guess @ times we must be careful to smell the roses - but not to the point of complacency, moving forward and continually growing - but not to the point where we're simply too far ahead that all that is there behind us, is ourselves...
through loss, theres pain and suffering; tears and heartache. - unanswered questions, unanswered answers....
Today is still, and the outside of things is messy, frigid and uncontrolled. but in these very seconds, minutes, hours - im greatfully thankful. for lifes struggles, trials and tribulations - the continuum of ups and downs, - cos they testify to the fact that im still here... living!
today is still, and the outside of things is messy, frigid and uncontrolled. an old school associate/friend passed last sunday, and the burial; yesterday. crazy times it iz. with days like now i cant help but refer emotions, pain, suffering, empathy and sympathy felt - toward my own. i guess it is only in times like these, that a sudden spark of realisation hits - the importance of relationships, time spent on what we should be doing, - and what we shouldnt. the harsh awakening when someones door is closed.
thoughts..
there's always consequences to every action placed, i guess @ times we must be careful to smell the roses - but not to the point of complacency, moving forward and continually growing - but not to the point where we're simply too far ahead that all that is there behind us, is ourselves...
through loss, theres pain and suffering; tears and heartache. - unanswered questions, unanswered answers....
Today is still, and the outside of things is messy, frigid and uncontrolled. but in these very seconds, minutes, hours - im greatfully thankful. for lifes struggles, trials and tribulations - the continuum of ups and downs, - cos they testify to the fact that im still here... living!
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