My Life in Rain Drops

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Unexpected Sunny Afternoon

Sitting on a wooden chair

I stare at the silky white papers

A sudden sharp glint of sunlight hits the surface

Words on the paper now crisp and clear

My diamond ring glitters onto the page

Flickering rainbow and glowing wide.

Don’t be bashful, come full strength

Past the clouds, pushing through

Like the god of the sky.

Simple pleasures of a quiet afternoon

Sunlight and yellow

Emerging in full strength

Right through the window

Straight into my life.

Date: January 26^th, 2012

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eatsleepdraw:

Pen Self Portrait - Kyle Montemurro

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thedailywhat:

Photo of the Day: Members of the Polish opposition party Palikot’s Movement held up Guy Fawkes masks in the Sejm today to protest their government’s recent passage of the controversial Anti-Counterfeiting Trade Agreement (ACTA).

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To live, breathe and exist

Let’s add eternity to our trivial hours, give a sense of infinity to our finite existence. Let’s be great at what we do always, every day. That will be our legacy.

1.16.12.

“ To be marginal to a dominant culture is to have little or no say in the construction of one’s socially acknowledged identity. ”

1.13.12.

Fraudulent Morality

I see you

Hiding behind lonely desperation of quiet sufferers

of my time.

I see you

Looking wary, dark and brooding

Weighing every cent of kindness thrown your way.

I see you

Counting luck like counting nightly stars

Abundant everywhere to each one but you.

I see you

Wishing this morning would leave you alone

As you stand by the doorway hating the isolation you chose.

I see you

Smiling secretly at passers-by who throw a glance your way

Some pleasant and dull

Few guilty and hurried

Most derisive and cold.

I see you

Dreaming of blood and green

Those sweaty summer days, slapping off mosquitos trying to live off of you

Just another day

The way you thought money could save your world.

I see you

Tolerate shame, hurt from indignation

Your agonizing screams of tears in the shower

Melting away with the soapy water

Unrecognized, unforgiving

The smear of blood never leaves your skin

No matter how hard you scrub, the smell and poverty remains.

I still see you

As your silent sorrowful posture draws me in.

I saw you

Shrinking, your breath stopped for a minute with mine

Suffocated and ashen

As the clock struck an ominous two.

I forgive you

For you know no better,

Born into the hollow blackness of human worth.

Date: January 4^th, 2012

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Let’s Not Be That Guy

‎”I’d be damned if the glory of literature was in the metaphor.” - Morley Callaghan in That Summer In Paris.

Sometimes an egg, is just an egg.

1.04.12.

“ There is no patent. Could you patent the sun? ”

Jonas Salk, when asked in an interview who owned the patent to the polio vaccine.

1.04.12.

“ To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children…to leave the world a better place…to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded. ”

Ralph Waldo Emerson

1.04.12.

Anonymous asked: Squeeze those lemons and make the best lemonade out of it. The tides will crash into you but use your feet to anchor your right to be free. Let the waves of persistence engulf you Noyonima.

thank you for those beautiful words and the courage. It really means a lot.

12.30.11.

“ When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside. ”

Rumi (via spiritd3sire)

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“ Run like hell my dear
From anyone likely
To put a sharp knife
Into the sacred, tender vision
Of your beautiful heart. ”

Hafiz (via embracethevision)

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