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February 20, 2011

“I couldn’t think. I just couldn’t seem to get anything straight in my mind. The thoughts were there – thoughts, memories, facts, feelings – but I couldn’t do anything with them. They wouldn’t keep still. They just kept buzzing around in my head, like a room full of flies, and every time I tried to grab hold of one, all I’d get was a handful of nothing.”

– Black Rabbit Summer, Kevin Brooks

 

chase yourself February 19, 2011

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Dear existence reminders, love geniuses, heart openers/warmers, romantic rebels, dear natural machines from the sun, dear moments of ecstasy and imperfect thirsts, dear wingspreaders, pure souls, perfect friends, star children, moon children;

May your coming year be filled with magic, dreams and good madness. I hope you discover roads of delights, find a new euphoria, reveal lightness, get a little messy, experience total abandon, dance it out, laugh until you cry, forget fear, chase the challenges, climb a good tree, read some fine books, have people around to hug you, create something beautiful- write or draw or build or sing. And I hope you go beyond yourself, stand up as yourself, keep growing always, but mostly I hope you love and are loved.

 

what does anything matter? February 18, 2011


“I didn’t want anything to do with anything back then. All I wanted to do was lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I had no idea where this lethargy of mine had come from, but in the three weeks or so since school had finished, I seemed to have got into the habit of not doing anything at all, and I was finding it a hard habit to break. Getting up late every morning, hanging around the house for hours, sitting out in the sun for a while…maybe reading a book, or maybe not. What did it matter? The way I saw it, the days and nights would pass whether I did anything or not. And they did. The mornings passed, the afternoons passed, the evenings turned into sunset nights…and, before I knew it, I’d be lying on my bed again, staring at the ceiling, wondering where the day had gone, and why I hadn’t done anything, and why I still couldn’t bothered to do anything now.”

– Black Rabbit Summer, Kevin Brooks

 

February 15, 2011

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“I remember you and me used to spend

the whole god damn day in bed

(losing a whole year.)

Hiding in your room we’d lay like dogs,

and the phone would ring like a joke that’s left unsaid

(losing a whole year.)

Rich daddy left you with a parachute.

Your voice sounds like money and your face is cute,

but your daddy left you with no love.

You touch everything with a velvet glove.

And now you wanna try your life with sin?

You wanna be down with the down and in?

Always copping my truths.

I kinda get the feeling like I’m being used.

And now I realize that you never heard

one god damn word I ever said.

Losing a whole year.”

 

because you’re mine, i walk the line February 13, 2011








 

February 11, 2011

It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.

-Frederick Douglass

 

January 16, 2011