Help a sister out.

[sabrinaseyes]

So here's the thing...I'm bored!

So let's trade.

Give me something... a picture, a comment, a favorite quote, poem, song lyric. Or maybe a joke.

Give me something to leave me laughing or start me thinking.

I'll give you a song lyric, a quote, etc. back.

Comments

[comeonkids]

“My whole person is cold,” She says. I roll over.
“Did you just say your ‘whole person?’” I ask. She looks at me.
“Yes,” She says. I pause and look at her.
“That’s arguably the cutest thing I’ve heard all night.” I state. She smiles.
“Why arguably?” She asks-cutely.

[sabrinaseyes]

"Well, I've made waffles, and I have sliced strawberries to go with them. So come down for breakfast if you're hungry." With that, she hastily removed herself from her daughter's doorway. Ava remained frozen until she heard her mother's footsteps going down the stairs.
Ava's mother makes her nervous. Her mother is always waiting; hovering.

yes

[chandlahbing]

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Re: yes

[sabrinaseyes]

[jhowie]

As Im sure you know, I am devestated by the ending of Six Feet Under... so i have been watching all the "greatest episode" episodes and all the "cast reflections" things they have been doing on my 300 HBO channels... and one thing they said lastnight on the show that really made me think was this...

Someone says (screams in dispair) to Nate "Why do people have to die!"
Nate pauses and responds...
"So we can appreciate what it is to live..."

For some reason that was pretty profound to me. There have been several other wonderful things said that I cant remember in the past few nights... Maybe Ill fill you in on some of them again soon... One thing I have come to realize is that Six Feet Under had some of the most beautiful writing of any show I've ever known... Just some of the things they have choosen to highlight of the past 4 years have been amazing...

[sabrinaseyes]

It is a great show. It manages to cover the entire emotional spectrum and manages to focus on a subject that makes people uncomfortable, but yet it is so able to pull people in. I love the quote. It's very real, honest, and simple. It's like when people say, "You never realize what you had until it's gone."

[lovesponge83]

the best lack conviction while the worst are full of passionate intensity.

it's by yeats.
mediocrity is best? tell me your interpretation.

[sabrinaseyes]

Well, looking at current/semi-current/historical events, it always seems like our (Americans) enemies are always willing to kill themselves for a cause. From Japanese kamakazi pilots to the terrorists on September 11th, people are willing to die, to sacrifice their lives for a cause they believe in. How many young American youth are passionate about a cause...any cause...enough to knowingly kill themselves to promote a belief of theirs?

In a less extreme sense, it always seems like the people who are most motivated to accomplish things are the ones who are the "bad guys." The "good guys" are often the ones who sit around talking about how they would or could change things if only they had the chance. But do they take chances? No..because then they could risk failure.

This is random and rambly, but it's the first few things I thought after reading ole W.B.'s quote.

[lovesponge83]

He sure knows his stuff, right?

Which is exactly why I claimed that mediocrity is best... the happy medium between the two. I still think I would like to be the good guy... but then, what do I have to show for it in the end? At my funeral, some people might say, "wow, she was decent"? Is that enough?

This quote is one of my favorites because it makes me think so deeply about who I am, where I plan to be, and what is the right way to be, if there is even a right way to be. And, of course, it sure sounds lovely. Yeats captures all that in like, ten words.
Oh vey.

[pleasekillmel]

You and I Are Disappearing
by Yusef Komunyakaa

The cry I bring down from the hills
belongs to a girl still burning
inside my head. At daybreak
she burns like a piece of paper.
She burns like foxfire
in a thigh-shaped valley.
A skirt of flames
dances around her
at dusk.
We stand with our hands
hanging at our sides,
while she burns
like a sack of dry ice.
She burns like oil on water.
She burns like a cattail torch
dipped in gasoline.
She glows like the fat tip
of a banker's cigar,
silent as quicksilver.
A tiger under a rainbow
at nightfall.
She burns like a shot glass of vodka.
She burns like a field of poppies
at the edge of a rain forest.
She rises like dragonsmoke
to my nostrils.
She burns like a burning bush
driven by a godawful wind.

[sabrinaseyes]

You chose such a beautiful poet. I had no idea about him until I took a poetry class last fall. I chose a poem very opposite from yours. The pain is still there, but it's less loud

[pleasekillmel]

beautiful. thanks!

[sabrinaseyes]

thank YOU.