sooo feeling this song. repeat.

perspective

poverty-stricken in China... living in cages! :(

hello to 2012 ... hellno to traditional blog post.

Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.

Why are we so full of restraint? Why do we not give in all directions? Is it fear of losing ourselves? Until we do lose ourselves there is no hope of finding ourselves.

The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass... it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.

Develop interest in life as you see it.. in people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people.  Forget yourself.

-Henry Miller

i can feel it in my veins..

sometimes i feel like Music is the only omnipotent, omnipresent sacred being that understands me.

ok not literally.

utter sacrilege, i know.

i know better than that.

but still....

if i could only...

touch your face once and memorize you forever.

look into your eyes once and read you forever.

breathe you in a thousand times... smell you forever.

hug you just once and feel you forever.

say goodbye once and hello forever.

i definitely would...

definitely, maybe.