Archive for September, 2009
2 Hours Worth Of Tears
Posted in Uncategorized on September 29, 2009| 1 Comment »
Magali Luyten/The Last Session
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Pain
Posted in Uncategorized on September 25, 2009| Leave a Comment »
6 Frames/Waking Hour
Posted in Uncategorized on September 23, 2009| Leave a Comment »
They see the path of our lives
The heart is there to feel
It feels the energy of our time
I can see it
I can feel it
This is my waking hour
This is my place
I can hear it
I feel the power in my heart
And it’s my moment
It is right there
And it’s staring me in the face
Disguise and make-believe
I see the end of all demise
The only way to heal
Is in the honesty of your eyes
I can see it
I can feel it
This is my waking hour
This is my place
I can hear it
I feel the power in my Heart
And its my moment
It is right there
Staring me in the face
The fight is done
And who are we
To judge what will become
All the iron armour is laid down away
Followed by the heroes
Who belong on rested earth
We pray,
We feel the rescue coming near
Within the walking soul to hear
We sense the calm all wrapped in fear
And all the while we heed
The senses way too vast to see
We beg of you to not let go
Our names will provide us with a soul
I can feel it
Falling down
Start again
Life can bring you down
The monumental truth
Of elegance in you
Falling for
A part of who you are
And makes you shine inside
Come And Go/Swensons Date/Equilibrium
Posted in Uncategorized on September 21, 2009| Leave a Comment »
The dance of a thousand years
The dance of the frozen statues
Clinging together in tears
This is the darkest fight
The fight of a thousand years
The pounding of blood
Through our veins
In our veins
In our eyes
The circles of fear
I cling to you
So cold, so bright
Cling to me through the night
In our veins
Through our veins
The circles of fear
I cling to you
Cling to you
So cold, so bright
Motionless faces
Park of the wasted
In the pale gloom
I hang on to you
In the pale gloom
I am safe and cool
I swim in you
In your dark rivers
Dive in your mind
Search for your monsters
Search for resistance
Sink into the mud
Dance in the halls of insanity
Yet madness is
Your highest deed
Your vanity
Mistress – you made me
Mistress – you saved me
In your cold hands
I am just a tool
Mistress – you made me
Mistress – you saved me
In your cold hands
I am safe and cool
I swim in you
In your dark rivers
Dive in your mind
Search for your monsters
Search for resistance
Sink into the mud
Dance in the halls of insanity
Yet madness is
Your highest deed
Your vanity
Love/L4D Again
Posted in Uncategorized on September 19, 2009| Leave a Comment »
When a group of professionals posed the question, "What does love mean?" to a group of children between the ages of 4 and 8, they got answers that were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See for yourself:
"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way."
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love."
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth."
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don’t yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings."
"Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired."
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him to make sure the taste is OK."
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss."
"Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."
"Love is hugging. Love is kissing. Love is saying no."
"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you’re scared they won’t love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more."
"There are two kinds of love: Our love and God’s love. But God makes both kinds of them."
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore."
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."
"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her."
"Love cards like Valentine’s cards say stuff on them that we’d like to say ourselves, but we wouldn’t be caught dead saying."
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."
"Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross."
"You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
FREEd/Laser Quest/Another Departure/Udder’s Part1/Udder’s Part2/UFO/Reflect
Posted in Uncategorized on September 16, 2009| 2 Comments »
Kite Flying With Mom!/Bowling With Joshy!
Posted in Uncategorized on September 8, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Immortal/She’s Like A Fable
Posted in Uncategorized on September 7, 2009| Leave a Comment »
She’s far more than able
Totally incredible
She says the wilderness beckons
She’s teaching me lessons
But I know what I ought to know
She plays with words and with actions A visual attraction That was inevitable She says she's made out of passion We drink and we're laughing She tells me everything
She's like a fable
Black Heart
Posted in Uncategorized on September 4, 2009| Leave a Comment »