"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
Seven thousand Macedonians in full battle array...
Eight brass monkeys from the ancient sacred crypts of Egypt...
Nine apathetic, sympathetic, diabetic, old men on roller skates with a marked propensity towards procrastination and sloth...
Ten lyrical, spherical, diabolical denizens of the deep who hall stall around the corner of the quo of the quay of the quivery, all at the same time.
:P
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
Clayton fue sólo de dieciocho años de edad que noche, pero todavía no le tomó desea descubrir las emociones, en el viento. Mezclar con las nubes Como baila y canta, navega encima de nosotros ahora Entre su papel sujetó alas que dudo él jamás se bajará
Si supe cómo volar de aquí donde historias son oídas todo el tiempo y los sueños son pescados de la salmuera profunda del mar. Estaría de allí permanecer. El aire sería llenado de la vida de noche nadie podría ayudar pero cantar Mientras el colocó sus canciones en el ala porque son recordados de mejores días.
Sarah miraba hormigas en sus líneas ordenadas. Los desfiles de arriba, Cuando de repente la voz vino a ella de algún modo. El sonido de canción agradable que Busca esa melodía, la Espalda y todo alrededor de Alabar los ojos y la belleza extraordinaria que Ella nunca pensó de mirar abajo.
Si supe cómo volar de aquí Donde historias son oídas todo el tiempo y los sueños son pescados de la salmuera profunda del mar. Estaría de allí permanecer. El aire sería llenado de la vida de noche nadie podría ayudar pero cantar Mientras el colocó sus canciones en el ala Porque son recordados de mejores días...
"Yo tan soy distraído por las reacciones de algunas personas que yo no veo mis propios defectos para lo que son. A veces es tan auto destructivo, con ninguna intención ni el motivo, pero detrás de esta emoción, allí está un corazón sensato. ..”
In my world there are only a few shades of grey and a million shades of green...
But I can taste every single one...
Care to join me?
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
I’m riding the walls as they close in on me. Each side is getting closer to the other as the pressure begins to build, just before it can’t be contained. The serenity hidden in the middle is where I sit, ignoring the ever present thought of danger on each side. It’s the familiarity of the place that reminds me of where I’ve been and where I am now.
Sometimes it’s because the wind blows just right.
Sometimes it’s because the sun shines right into my eyes.
Sometimes that chord hits my ears just right, and my soul swells.
Sometimes it’s the smell of your house. It’s full and rich, just like old books, and growing things.
Right now…I think it’s because the time of year is just right.
Whatever it is…I’m content to wait right here until the outcome hits me in the face.
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
Lately I'm alright
And lately I'm not scared
I've figured out
That what you do to me feels like
I'm floating on air
I don't need to know right now
All I know is I believe
In the very thing that got us here
And now I can't leave
Say anything, but say what you mean
'cause I'm caught in suspension
Now,
I'm wanting this for sure
And I'll beg for nothing more
I'll plan all day and drive all night
You'll love what's in store
I can't seem to stop this now
Even if it's not so clear
And I'll take what I can get
If you want me here (If you want me here)
Say anything, but say what you mean.
When you whisper you want this
Your eyes tell the same
We are gaining speed
I can barely breathe
'cause I'm caught in suspension
It's enough for me to get excited
It's enough for me to feel...woooooah ooooh oh oh oh
Say anything, but say what you mean
When you whisper you want this (when you whisper you want this)
Your eyes tell the same
We are gaining speed (suspension)
I can barely breathe (Oh, I can barely breathe)
I'm caught in suspension (Suspension)
I'm caught in suspension
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
It's always the best questions that merit no answers. To fill one's insides with doubt, just like drinking murky water, always takes a bit of introspect.
For the first time, that still and small voice in the back of your head has a face, much worse...it has a name.
"Hello? Are you there friend? Can you hear me? It's your desires calling. We need to remind you of what you shouldn't say." But I say them anyway, because curiosity truly is what killed the kind.
I can't see everything, though I want to. I can see anything...anything except that which is important. Just call me oblivious. Maybe it's because my eyes are dim, maybe it's because you're moving too fast, maybe it's because my eyes are covered, maybe it's because you'll change instead.
Or maybe...
Maybe it's just poetic justice...
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
Until now, I was just a bystander. My only responsibility was a simple pat on the back, or maybe some kind words. Both of which I gladly provided. Other than that, I was perfectly content to sit back and let the scene unfold.
But something changed tonight.
I was handed my commission. Given my orders. Commanded to my station.
Now, I have my work cut out for me. However, if I am called to be the definer of future events, then so be it.
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
I walked away, leaving my heart buried in the cave, hidden underneath the crevice. I know it'll be fine without me, because it will be in good company. I just pray that when I come back, it still beats of it's own accord.
As I continue forward, I leave my mind underneath the river bank, under the charge of the current. It will travel far beyond any destination I could ever reach. I just hope that when it reaches the ocean, it will send me a postcard.
I looked back today, and noticed my own footprints.They weren't very deep, or even very noticeable...In fact, had my own foot not been there but moments before I might have not even known. I just hope that they'll last long enough for my pursers will be able to see them.
I stopped in the doorway and breathed, resting as all I ever knew left me forever. It won't ever return...because I won't want it too....
What was the answer again?
I hope I never remember.
I know that I'm not devoid of emotion, It's just that I don't feel them anymore. To be completely honest, I miss a bit of the old days. The angst, the tension, the rebellion. Now, I see how silly those days were, and so...I just don't have them anymore. I spend my days under the trees, in the sunshine...because the dark no longer thrills me.
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
"You can search far and wide,
You can drink the whole town dry,
but you'll never find a beer so brown,
As the one we drink in our home town!
You can drink your fancy ales,
You can drink 'em by the flagon,
But the only brew for the brave and true,
Comes from the Green Dragon!"
:P
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
"I'm so glad that the 'Freshman Year' mentality is over and we can all just be friends."
"It's so...yesterday..."
"This is true..."
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
“The salvation of a single soul is more important than the production or preservation of all the epics and tragedies in the world.” -C.S Lewis
“Faith is the daring of the soul to go farther than it can see” - William Newton Clarke
"I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent." - Jesus Christ (Luke 15:7)
Hallelujah! Behold! Christ has triumphed tonight!
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
Time is passing me by, and I have no control over it.
I can see it, but I can't touch it. This is insane! Where did all my power go?
I'm starting to feel like a vegetable, just watching the whole scene without actually effecting it.
Maybe it's a misplaced desire to want to have some influence over my own life, but it's still a natural one.
I want to be responsible for the sweat on my brow...
For the words on thispage...
For the glimmer inhiseyes...
For the smile on herface...
I want to touch real life, simply so I can say, "I've done it!"
Cuz the day I forget what's real...is the day reality ceases to exist.
Redeem the time.
Real Christians arise, It's time to be men.
Colossians 4:2-6
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
So you're on your own
Looking down the road
That goes only by one name
And you don't need the signs
To see lonely still runs both ways
So who's the fool that would think the ties would be better off undone?
Did you heart heed the warning
When you veered from the path
That was narrower and straight?
On the borderline
Somewhere between that plight for freedom
Feeling like you can't move on
The toll will be the time
Takes you off of my mind
And out of my heart I know
And when you cross over
There's no turning back
Once that burning bridge is gone
I may lose
But I'm in it for the long run
Loving you
For good reason could be the wrong one
I don't wanna lose control
But the heart won't learn
To let well enough alone
On the borderline
Somewhere between that plight for freedom
Feeling like you can't move on
The toll will be the time
Takes you off of my mind
And out of my heart I know
And when you cross over
There's no turning back
Once that burning bridge is gone
So you're on your own
Looking down the road
That goes only by one name.
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
It's an interesting place to be, sitting in the middle of a self-created paradox.
When both sides of the entire world come together at one single pinicale. Meanwhile, all that you love and despise comes crashing together above your head. The fireworks begin to sound, and the waves above your head have already had their own way.When all you can say is, "Just tell the truth..." throwing aside your own desires and praying that the best for all will come about. It's almost suffocating... yet at the same time...you're thrilled at the thought of death.
Escape...
Escape from the confusion, and the even greater the fear.
Until...the air breaks and you begin to float.
There's no possible way you could have gotten there by yourself. Yet you know it's because your prayers were answered. You know that in your most desperate hour, the words to whispered into the dark were heard by He for whom they were spoken. Through the miraculous turn of this complexity known as consciousness, the trial is finished. Your sky is clear, and all of the maze walls have fallen.
It's an interesting feeling, escaping from the very prison you built.
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
"Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt, at being told that it is but a fragment awaiting perfection..." -Sir Rabindranath Tagore
:)
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
Some friends and I made a quick trip to the Edinburgh Premium Outlets today. The mall is located just a few minutes outside of Columbus, and is a simple hop, skip, and jump from my house; so a trip over seemed like the perfect outing when our company and monetary were in low reserve.
Much to my surprise, we were treated to live music! In the middle of the outlet mall complex, a sextet group named Quick Said The Bird was performing outside. Of course...I immediately went crazy.
After but a minute or so, my friends disregarded my fanatic display of joy over discovering a live and free performance, and continued onward to enter the nearby bookstore. However, I simply HAD to stick around and listened to a few tunes.
The music was predominantly carried by the bass tones of the cello, which was was undoubtedly the loudest instrument on set. However, the vocalist possessed a soft yet passionate quality, in his singing, and his picking that he was easily the lively-hood of the whole set. I was able to gather also a few extremely catchy bass lines from the player in the back.
As I listened, I couldn't help but remember songs by Horse Feathers or some of the more mellow tracks by The Decemberists. They played compositions filled with heavy instrumentation and highly poetic lyrics which one would need much time to truly appreciate. All-in-all it was a wonderful 5 minutes getting to hear them play.
Alas, my friends dragged me away to do other things far too soon, and so I did not get to savor the sweet sounds being produced. Fortunately for me...they're on the internet...and I'll be ordering their EP and album as soon as it comes out. :)
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
