December 2009
26 posts
“We feminists want roots without feeling rooted”
– On feminism vs. marriage (some excerpt which stuck with me from my last SAT practice test)
“I realize now that nothing in the world is more distasteful to a man than to...”
– Herman Hesse, Demian
Child prodigies make me appreciate the world
With all the people wanting paintings, I ask Kieron if he feels he has to do them. He says no.
So you only paint when you want to? “Yep.”
Do you have days when you feel you don’t want to paint?
“Yep.”
So you only do it when you’re in the mood?
“Yep.”
How many paintings or drawings do you do each week? One or two? “About six.”
Is...
For what it’s worth, I am happy right now. Completely at peace while the rest of my family sleeps soundly down the hall. My toes frozen, I am awkwardly typing with long fingernails which are usually clipped to the quick but which I made an exception for due to my laziness this season. I keep thinking that this is my last night of 2009 and I catch myself looking back at all that has happened...
Time Flies
Run.
Wild and free.
Feel the wind running its fingers through your hair as you soar across the road, your feet pounding the steps, pulsing, passing milestones one after the other. Toss your head back and laugh at the sky, feel your breath roll back and whisk away behind you.
Fall.
Away from the somber atmosphere.
Fall from your eyes, tears-into that rushing river below. Let them wander into...
It's hard sleeping to Carmina Burana
But seriously, I am so in love with my classical CDs, i’m tempted to sleep with them. <3
i am most definitely right-brained →
“We must cultivate our garden”
– Voltaire in Candide
sometimes
pamroarr:
certain things are never enough to keep you sane. sometimes it seems as if I just want it to stay the night before.. forever. Sometimes I wish time stopped when I felt safe, so I could stay with you for that much longer. Sometimes I wish I could keep that taste of water in my mouth after being exhausted. Sometimes I want to remember that feeling of achievement- of winning. Holding...
I'm starting to develop a late obsession for stars
In defining the state of love
Heart beating, energy surging, you are swept up in a flurry of emotions, blinded by the speed at which you are soaring across lands and seas and people. Words fade away unable to resurface as deep passion conquers your thoughts and every fiber of your body is bubbling with complete rapture. Infatuated, you envelop It and can’t release It from your grasp. You long to be It, to forget the...
Your eyes
I’ve searched many eyes, some plain while others a beautiful hue. But looking at yours, there’s something about them that makes me feel like i’ve found what i’m looking for. How can that be? They are no different than other sky blues. But I can’t help it, they captivate me and make me avert my own. I forget to breath. It’s so right. and when they crinkle, I...
Breakfast
Silently, she picked up her fork and dug into the buttery crust of the pie, feeling the dull edges sink into the mesh of sweet apples and raisins inside. Rotating the fork a bit, she then scooped it out and quickly let it roll around sweetly in her mouth, on her tongue. Disregarding his angered stare, she slowly turned the cold mug of chocolate milk around and around in her hands, watching his...