Saturday, February 27, 2010
what did I do? to set your sun so low?
from what fire of mine has an ember met your eye?
here mine seemed a life of empathy,
and yours dissatisfaction.
to feel your pains, and mine as well
only to see in you the look of mistrust.
brother, do you not see the weight of both burdens
carried upon my back? to not suffer, as I suffer with you.
still alone, always alone, i feel my constraints.
do I not have as little as thee?
I see your claims of undesired intrusions,
whislt your heart pours out to me.
yet ressentiment is all I see...
and I understand the need for your own two feet.
admitting-ly, once, i held the bond too tight.
but I am here to live, not shy from light
i shall find my sovereignty to stand upright.
i see now, how this is a mutual plight
ashes to ashes
convulsing earth
is a repulsive birth
yet, a birth none the less
confounding worth
shall advance ever forth
through times we see as mess
the circle rounds
its equation, profound
forever back to start
disaster bound
yet more glory is found
in the cycle of Nature's art
is a repulsive birth
yet, a birth none the less
confounding worth
shall advance ever forth
through times we see as mess
the circle rounds
its equation, profound
forever back to start
disaster bound
yet more glory is found
in the cycle of Nature's art
Friday, February 26, 2010
seams
i followed step for step, paths so deeply set
to lead me no where, left behind
alone by me, my truths were met
i went in front for once, stood first upon the line
to take so deep the bladed edge
of another man's truth, as true as mine
to seem to seam a 'life' to life
or dream of dreaming strive from strife
will seem to take the 'youth' from you
and seem to take the truth from true
to lead me no where, left behind
alone by me, my truths were met
i went in front for once, stood first upon the line
to take so deep the bladed edge
of another man's truth, as true as mine
to seem to seam a 'life' to life
or dream of dreaming strive from strife
will seem to take the 'youth' from you
and seem to take the truth from true
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
real food options in gainesville
Farmers Market's
The Alachua County Farmers Market (ACFM), is open every Saturday, year-round, from 8:30 am to 1:00 pm
Where: Gainesville Downtown Community Plaza, 111 E. University Ave
When: Wednesday from 4:00 PM - 7:00 PM. Open All Year
When: Wednesday from 4:00 PM - 7:00 PM. Open All Year
Where: Tioga Town Center, 13005 W. Newberry Rd.
When: Mondays from 4:00 PM - 7:00 PM. Open All Year
When: Mondays from 4:00 PM - 7:00 PM. Open All Year
Decent Grocery Stores
Local Farm Resources
phones dial out as well as receive
Good lord, what is wrong with people?
Communication is breaking down. Trust the people you love. These are the only two things that I feel like saying at the moment.
I try to not allow my expectations for the relationships I have with my friends & family get in the way of our actual relationship, yet no one ever reciprocates. This has been something that has frustrated me for quite some time; if you're pissed at me, or anyone really, for not calling you, and you don't call me either, shut. the. fuck. up. Seriously.
It doesn't change anything between us, it just means that I am trying my hardest at that moment, to stay focused in that moment. It has nothing to do with you and I, it's just that sometimes it doesn't work out. Life is just one moment after the other, so my attention is constantly called for where ever I am. People allow their own insecurities to overcome their relationships; to rule their relationships. Shit, rule their lives. If you are ever bitching about how someone doesn't call you, or keep in touch as much as you would like them to, stop right there, PICK UP YOUR GOD DAMNED PHONE, and call them. Bitch me out for not calling you if it makes you feel better, but at least you can satisfy whatever expectations you have at that moment and don't have to ruin the relationship we do/could have by fuming on it during my/your absence.
Most likely I will be thrilled to hear from you. Most likely it would make my day. Most likely it would strengthen whatever bond we have. Instead, I actually hear from a only handful of people. Then I hear nothing but shit from a auditorium of inconsiderate people who don't even take the time to consider that maybe there is a reason I haven't talked to you. Maybe my life is consumed at the moment, by whatever it is, and I just don't know how to express it over the phone/internet. Maybe I'm just down on myself and I don't think that anyone would even want to hear from me. Maybe I am having to live my life and put up with the same bullshit that we all have to deal with on a day to day basis. Whatever it is, when I talk to you finally, or see you finally, how the fuck can someone justify putting up these woe-is-me walls around them. I don't want to talk to you about how I didn't talk to you, or the obvious fact that YOU DIDN'T CALL ME EITHER! I want to talk about how much I missed you, and how great it is to be able to see you. I want to talk about allll the things I missed, and I want to tell you all the you've missed.
That is the beauty of this human experience; we all share it. I would have to spend my entire day on the phone, having the exact same conversations, with all of the people in my life that I truly care about. Think about how many people in your life want the exact same amount of attention from you? How hard is that to juggle? I wish we didn't have phones, I wish we didn't have computers, because with them we are supposed to grow closer and all they do is pull us further from each other. We spend our lives glued to our phones and computers desperately trying to bring our 'social' life together and make it more efficient, when all it does is cheapen your relationships. I hate talking on the phone, I hate text messages, I hate anything that is used to communicate that removes the most important part of communication; feelings. I would rather see your face, and feel your words coming out of your mouth....because I actually care about what you're saying and don't want to cheapen it up with a fucking facebook message. It works in small ways, but when you try to perpetuate a relationship with these 'social networking' tools it will always fail. Why? Because you always place your own feelings onto whatever you read no matter what. You don't truly know what they were thinking and feeling when they wrote it, and a lot of times relationships are ruined over these exact miscommunications.
Communication is breaking down. Trust the people you love. These are the only two things that I feel like saying at the moment.
I might come back and edit this a little bit more, but I'm tired tonight.
Friday, February 5, 2010
do you
do you feel it?
is it the wind that drives these sails,
or is it my breath?
am I floating a shallow sea,
or has it the depth?
I'm in no business with lies,
especially with myself.
I beg from you a sign,
that this is something...
something you have felt
is it the wind that drives these sails,
or is it my breath?
am I floating a shallow sea,
or has it the depth?
I'm in no business with lies,
especially with myself.
I beg from you a sign,
that this is something...
something you have felt
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