Monday, March 31, 2014
Eternal Poets
"The path I've
chosen is the path of love. It doesn't matter the pain, the suffering
and the disappointments I'll have to face. I chose to be true. In my
path, the embrace is tight, the handshake is sincere. So don't judge
strange the way I smile at you and wish you all that is good. I am that
person who believes in what is good, who lives in what is good, who
aches for what is good. This is how I see life and this is the only way I
believe life is worth living." Clarice Lispector
Thursday, March 20, 2014
By Christopher Poindexter
"And in the end,
We're all just humans,
Drunk on the idea that love,
only love,
Could heal our brokenness."
We're all just humans,
Drunk on the idea that love,
only love,
Could heal our brokenness."
Friday, March 14, 2014
I Am
I am broken
But I am whole
I am paralyzed
But when I fall,
I leap
I am scared
But I am the bravest
I am lost
But I can see the road ahead of me
I am good and bad
Simple and complicated
Angel and evil
I am a woman with male energy
I am a man with a feminine side
I am forever and absolute
Unique and infinite
I am an empty vessel for the pain I cherish
Because without it I have nothing to express
No words to trap on the blank page
I long for happiness
And longing is more than enough
It is plenty
But I am whole
I am paralyzed
But when I fall,
I leap
I am scared
But I am the bravest
I am lost
But I can see the road ahead of me
I am good and bad
Simple and complicated
Angel and evil
I am a woman with male energy
I am a man with a feminine side
I am forever and absolute
Unique and infinite
I am an empty vessel for the pain I cherish
Because without it I have nothing to express
No words to trap on the blank page
I long for happiness
And longing is more than enough
It is plenty
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Perdida
Era uma vez uma garota perdida.
Ela vivia num lugar entre as nuvens e a terra.
E seus pés nunca tocavam o chão
Ela respirava em vez de ar, solidão
Ela se alimentava, não de comida, mas de decepção.
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Happy Birthday Dad
Happy
Birthday dad. I was watching Gravity and thought, “I have to tell dad
to watch this film, he’s gonna love it!!!” It took a couple of seconds
before I thought, oh… Even after all this time, this still happens every
once in a while. Like when you first wake up from a dream and it takes a
minute to realize you’re awake. I love these moments because in these
split seconds I believe you’re still here
and I am happy. But I have to keep struggling to be this happy outside
of these moments because that's what you'd have wanted. And what I’ve
been discovering is that leading the kind of life you would have led,
behaving the way you would have behaved, treating the people around me
the way you would have treated them gets me pretty close to that goal.
You are still the best man I have ever known. You are still, and will
always be, the standard to which I hold myself and everyone else around
me. So when I say to someone, “you remind me of my dad,” I can only hope
they understand how huge a compliment that is... Bette Midler sang
“Wind Beneath My Wings” at the Oscars last weekend -- she followed the
theme song from "Somewhere in Time," one of our favorites and one of our
favorite movies we never got tired of watching together over and over
again -- It may be a cheesy sappy song but it has always made me think
of you. I wish we had danced it at my wedding. That was going to be my
surprise for you. I wish I had told you that. And this is why I cried
Sunday night. Because I miss you and all the future moments we’re not
going to have together. “It may have appeared to go unnoticed but I’ve
got it all here in my heart…” please know I'm okay with the pain. I'm
okay with missing you. I'd gladly take a lifetime of pain for any of the
seconds we had together and as long as I think and talk and write about
you, you will always be here sitting next to me watching Gravity. So
RIP dad and Happy Birthday
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