Tuesday, July 13, 2010

how many eyes search the world?
how many different vibrant colors can be seen?
with so many varying perceptions,
more and more beauty can be free.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

The Four Agreements

This all needs to be transferred to my book of quotes in the future...

The Four Agreements: *Don't take ANYTHING personally* Nothing OTHERS do is BECAUSE OF YOU. What others say & do is a projection of THEIR OWN REALITY, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won't be the victim of NEEDLESS SUFFERING.

*Be IMMPECCABLE with your word*. Speak with integrity. Say ONLY WHAT YOU MEAN. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word IN THE DIRECTION OF TRUTH & LOVE.

*Don't make assumptions*. Find the courage to ask questions and to express what YOU really want. COMMUNICATE with others as clearly as... See More you can TO AVOID misunderstandings, sadness, & DRAMA. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.

*Always do your best*. Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse, and regret.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

theoatmeal.com/comics/pigs

Monday, January 11, 2010

Sunday, January 3, 2010

seven weeks by Pepper

My words don't, they don't work on you
No, they don't work like they used to.



Cause it's been seven weeks, seven weeks
oh, oh, oh seven weeks since i've called you.
When I try now, I just can't get through
SO far the drinks have been SO STRONG.
No writing on the post cards.
NO MEMORIES TO HANG ON.

...
I call you up to see what you're doing,
To see if you won't
SEND ME YOUR LOVE,
right through the ceiling,

I need your love, darlin' this evening!

Oh moma moma moma what can I do!?


There's a jukebox baby,
and you can play OUR favorite song all night,
Until your money's gone,
Cause if IM RIGHT ABOUT YOU DARLIN'
then you're probably laying in bed,
and your temperature is boiling,
Cause your making things up in your head.


It's been seven weeks, seven weeks
ohohoh seven weeks since I called you
WHEN I TRY NOW, I JUST CAN'T GET THROUGH.
So Far, the days have been SO long,
but now I got my fade on,
SCREAMING AT YOU AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS.


Fog is lifting from the old man,
I had so much fun in the trash can,
I wave my flag
but you still send your troops in
to the war in your soul.


Send me your love,
RIGHT THROUGH THE CEILING
I NEED YOUR LOVE, darlin' THIS EVENING!

oh momamomamoma
what can I do!?

It's been seven weeks, seven weeks
ohohoh seven weeks since I called you
When I try now, just can't get through.
SO FAR THE DRINKS ARE STILL SO STRONG.

now there IS writing on the post cards,
BABY seven weeks is just TOO long...

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Little Pieces by Gomez

There's a piece of me you can't have
And I know it's driving you mad
There's a part inside you can't reach
I'm afraid that's the way it's gonna be

There's a part of you that wants to fight
But I never really had the appetite
I fear my feelings wont speak
Words are already taken upon the breeze
Wind is always blowing
Pieces falling from me
You can have them for free
Now it felt so complete
Pieces falling from me

Though you try your best you never find
There are pieces that are left behind
Last piece of the jigsaw
While the others are scattered across the floor
So you try to get them all up
There are pieces falling in the dust

There's a pile of ash we don't need
Leave it to be taken upon the breeze
Wind is always blowing
Pieces falling from me
You can have them for free
Now it felt so complete
Pieces falling from me

All this background noise
It's crowded
Never tell
It's half the reason why they're there
It's hard to make another plan

There's a fine line what you want and what you need
Standing right there in between
Never been there
Never
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la laLaaa

Pieces falling from me
You can have them for free
Never felt so complete
Never be what you need
Something missing from me
That I'll never complete
There the last ones complete
Pieces falling from me

Sunday, October 11, 2009

50 ways to leave your lover. Paul Simon.

The problem is all inside your head,
she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover

She said its really not my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning wont be lost or misconstrued
But Ill repeat myself at the risk of being crude
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover

Just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free
Just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free

She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain
I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again
I said I appreciate that and would you please explain
About the fifty ways
She said why dont we both just sleep on it tonight
And I believe in the morning youll begin to see the light
And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover

Just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free
You just slip out the back, jack
Make a new plan, stan
You dont need to be coy, roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, gus
You dont need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, lee
And get yourself free

Paul Simon =) listen to "you can call me al"