1. Fantasic Mr. Fox
"You remembered the blueberries right?"
"what blueberries"
"the ones I told you to bring" "I wrote it on your hand"
"oh.."
This short dialouge of the new hit film is just a sample of the incredible mind of Raul Dauhl. Enjoy the rest of the daring escapes, violent dinners, and oh my "cusses" that will follow. Your socks and your booger will literally be blown away.
2. Falling in love at a coffee shop
Listen. The sounds will move you more than the wind. The melody can tune and bend. You may not be able to wrap your mind around it, put your finger on it, or even speak of it. But eventually. Sooner or later. Be it here, or anywhere in the expanses of the universe. Love is gonna get you. so strap up your boots.
3. Fools Rush In
I dare you. Tripple Dog dare you. Tell me I am wrong. The truth will come. Prove me wrong. I am not afraid to admit it. Pure fascination. From the northern portions of my heart straight down to the deepest recesess. Open up your heart and let this fool rush in.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Juggler
I question my intentions and surprise myself.
Where do I begin? Back when I was nothing. When I was better left under the counter, tucked in the corner. In places adventerures never explore.
What I did. Was it wrong? My life is a puzzle left unfinished. I have the pieces, in fact too many pieces. I just can't tell when and where to fit them.
I hate the thought of her frustration. Her frustration.
My story starts before I can even recall. In places too obvious for the human eye. I was a leaf, falling fearlessly down from my branch. The sudden impact of the ground. Shaking me with pain never felt before. I should have known the ground was coming. Yet, the denial made the fall carefree.
Every day I am reminded of the fall. I am the reason for the pain I feel. I make her feel.
I don't deserve my happiness. I can't deserve my happiness. Not until even tide.
Monday, October 24, 2011
looky what I found
Shall I compare thee to a summers day?
She was too frightened to move.
She looked at him with wide eyes that began to fill with tears
"I like you" he spoke.
She said nothing
There goes my story of big dreams and big hopes..
I heard what you said back there.
Is love madness?
Surrender to the idea that life isn't fair
Even if it was I would get an F anyway
There is no way to stop it.
No use in fighting it.
I like you too
....are you cussin me?
She was too frightened to move.
She looked at him with wide eyes that began to fill with tears
"I like you" he spoke.
She said nothing
There goes my story of big dreams and big hopes..
I heard what you said back there.
Is love madness?
Surrender to the idea that life isn't fair
Even if it was I would get an F anyway
There is no way to stop it.
No use in fighting it.
I like you too
....are you cussin me?
Sunday, October 16, 2011
I dare you
I can't focus.
The second I do I am no longer counting.
As if all the gatherings from below my feet no longer exist
Like a pencil I lost
A pencil picked up by a writer
He wrote, with my pencil, something beyond our comprehension
But that still doesn't amount
The box is still square
The words still dry
Like a raisin in the dryer
like like like, but not like, more than like.
Like seriously?
seriously
The second I do I am no longer counting.
As if all the gatherings from below my feet no longer exist
Like a pencil I lost
A pencil picked up by a writer
He wrote, with my pencil, something beyond our comprehension
But that still doesn't amount
The box is still square
The words still dry
Like a raisin in the dryer
like like like, but not like, more than like.
Like seriously?
seriously
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
how do mountains say goodbye?
Rock out like this is how to define her; .
Saturday, September 24, 2011
just like they say in norway
LIFE and DEATH
Saying life is confusing wouldn't cut it. I think so much about it I don't know how to express my thoughts. In fact, knowing more about it only makes me know less. Like I said, confusing. I need more time under my belt to tell you anything of worth about life. But I do know one thing for sure. You can call me crazy, brainwashed, or down right stupid but to me, death is not a period. If anything it is a couple...
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