ps. Here I am; thoughts exposed.

And if I'm a liar and your a thief at least we both know where the other one sleeps.

January 15, 2013 at 6:12pm
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September 9, 2012 at 2:52am
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Never ending love affair

The sunshine burns bright
old faithful on time
lighting up the sky- your smile
as the morning birds chirp

Warming our upturned palms
and the tips of our toes
we spin around you
without hesitation

You are the sun.

I reflect your work
your energy your stamina
I take the best of you
and make it my own

I need you
without you I am but darkness
as are the rest
until your return- to me

I am the moon.

May 1, 2012 at 1:55am
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Top of My Todo List →

ridingwithstrangers:

A palliative care nurse called Bronnie Ware made a list of the biggest regrets of the dying. Her list seems plausible. I could see myself—can see myself—making at least 4 of these 5 mistakes.

If you had to compress them into a single piece of advice, it might be: don’t be a cog. The 5 regrets paint a portrait of post-industrial man, who shrinks himself into a shape that fits his circumstances, then turns dutifully till he stops.

The alarming thing is, the mistakes that produce these regrets are all errors of omission. You forget your dreams, ignore your family, suppress your feelings, neglect your friends, and forget to be happy. Errors of omission are a particularly dangerous type of mistake, because you make them by default.

I would like to avoid making these mistakes. But how do you avoid mistakes you make by default? Ideally you transform your life so it has other defaults. But it may not be possible to do that completely. As long as these mistakes happen by default, you probably have to be reminded not to make them. So I inverted the 5 regrets, yielding a list of 5 commands

Don’t ignore your dreams; don’t work too much; say what you think; cultivate friendships; be happy.

which I then put at the top of the file I use as a todo list.

September 29, 2011 at 8:42am
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3:18am
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But like this

I had that argument with you again
where you tell me love doesn’t exist.
How can us humans
write about something for centuries
that doesn’t exist.
This burning
In the pit of my stomach
this glimmer
in my eyes
this smirk
on my mouth
is love

I believe in love.

August 18, 2011 at 10:36am
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July 28, 2011 at 2:14am
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2:13am
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How do you know? How do I know? When You’re in love? When I’m in Love?