sometimes music is one of the only things that helps me breath and ground when overwhelmed with emotions that are difficult to reflect on or process. A really amazing song can help me transmute this energy into creativity, so thank you to all the beautiful talented musicians out there, you inspire me so!

"Dearest brown-haired bespectacled male junior kinesiology major who lives in Haines ( Read more... )

"Let us celebrate! From here on out, let us be honest with ourselves, our children, families, neighbors, friends. This is a time to celebrate just as any other time is a time for gifting, good energy, good food and good company. We are surrounded in enough disillusionment and myth. Let us appreciate this beautiful day and do the same thing tomorrow

"the zombie apocalypse has already begun and the zombies aren't even the instinctual flesh eating kind, they feed on ignorance and are severed from the unconscious intuitive drives that guide us in all aspects of life. They are not severed completely, but through meditation, prayer, attention to dreams and "coincidences", and intentional right ( Read more... )

"Ok bear with me--I'm going to get a little bit scientific on you. Only 10% of human communication is expressed through words. If you really want to be "sweet", and maybe even turn her on a little, this might do the trick ( Read more... )

"Remember me? Drunk Cali girl? Friday night? Hot sex?!! - w4m - 30 (Bourbon/ Saints & Sinners ( Read more... )

"who says that we must always choose to be good. There is an elusive beauty in being a bad-ass. Storms destroy entire areas of forests, volcanoes entire villages, who says this, too, is not of God. Too many goodie-two-shoes (meaning that you say different than what you do) speak of bliss, when what we all need is to live fuller lives. The music is ( Read more... )

the gnomes were at it again/grabin my hands/ collapse until i understand/ the notion of motion/ and how it got us here between a hard rock cafe and an ocean/ wait a sec, watch the weight, the gab, the gait of the head-string straight as it perpetrates the visYOUowls, oh swoon they grab their vices and raise them as a toast of merriement and CHeer! ( Read more... )

a manner of speaking beyond speech, a mode of meaning beyond deceiving visions of fleeting form, these are songs to beseech the Norm to abdicate in favor of flavour, in synchronicity with Reality, and not a bleating bang on a dead-cat drum to some more ho-hum, no, these are the songs of the Saved, relating to the ways of the Slave, because they are ( Read more... )

we all need to realize ( Read more... )