Riding on the wings of the breath of the evening breeze
The sweet scent of jasmine brushes gently across my face, tickling my nose
Cleansing the sticky salt of sweat and grime of the sweltering summer sun
Washing away the still, stagnant air
A welcome reprieve

The air was soft, the ground still cold.
In the dull pasture where I strolled
Was something I could not believe.
Dead grass appeared to slide and heave,
Though still too frozen-flat to stir,
And rocks to twitch, and all to blur.
What was this rippling of the land?
Was matter getting out of hand
And making free with natural law?
I stopped and blinked, and ( Read more... )

It's been a strange year. I've had some unimaginably high highs and some dreadfully low lows. Two things I know for certain though: I yolo'ed the shit out of everything; and I felt for the first time, deeply and intensely, how absolutely surrounded I am by people who care about me, who are there both to celebrate my triumphs and to hold my hand ( Read more... )

[Kublai] said: "It is all useless, if the last landing place can only be the infernal city, and it is there that, in ever-narrowing circles, the current is drawing us ( Read more... )

This is pain, this is agony, truly
So utterly trivial, I know
And yet it engulfs me like the waves of all the oceans in the world
Gasping for air, I taste only the salt of the seawater
They tell me that this, too, shall pass
But I am overwhelmed by this, the sense of dread, of despair
When will I find reprieve, and where?
What will be the state of

I am somewhat reluctant to bid 2014 farewell. This year has been something of a dream, with unexpected leaps forward in my professional career and many friends entering or reentering my life and giving me the inspiration and courage to live in the moment and celebrate all that life has to offer. I can only hope that I will able to maintain this ( Read more... )

Dich zu lieben
wuerde mich sicher toeten

Carpe diem, but
Festina lente,
because YOLO, and
La vita è bella

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Seize the day, but
Make haste slowly,
because you only live once, and
Life is beautiful

Du bist so ein Schaeker. Ich warte immer so lange auf dich. Jedes mal, dass ich denke, ich soll dich aufgeben, gibst du mir neue Hoffnung. Ich fuehle mich so konfus; ich weiss nicht, ob ich meine Gedanke dir geben soll, ob ich nach dir ueberhaupt denken soll. Bist du tatsaechlich oder nur mein Fantasiegebilde?

Let's go dancing, you and me
Hold my hand and guide my feet
The full moon's silver glow our spotlight,
Our stage rolling hills of fragrant grain
Swaying in time with summer's last breeze