Wednesday, October 31, 2012


Remember when we fell in love?
You were the storm to my sea.

Words are inspiring me daily :)

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Impossible emotions

The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. all these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.
Fernando Pessoa 

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Too much truth in this

The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear.
Stephen King

Thursday, April 05, 2012


Did you feel that?

Touching someone for the first time, or after a long time, is a unique experience.

Who is to know where a simple handshake, a simple hello will go.

The journey over time and place unfolds with a beautiful clarity that perhaps only someone with a view as vast as the universe can comprehend.
Yet when we part, the invisible thread that binds us together remains, keeps us close when our world becomes a little colder, a little harder.

These bonds exist, and are greater than the sum of us, even if we can only interpret these moments as memories.

So - Do you still feel it?

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Of Lions and Giraffes

Hal and Oliver

There is this scene in Beginners...

Hal: Well let's say... let's say since you were little,
and you've always dreamed of someday getting a lion.

And you wait, and you wait, and you wait,
and you wait and the lion doesn't come.

Then along comes a giraffe.
You can be alone, or you can be with the giraffe.

Oliver: I'd wait for the lion.

Hal: That's why I worry about you.

I stopped writing, simply because I did not see the point. There was a circular momentum to all of this that required breaking. Some time away, a new job, a myriad of small permutations of combinations that would hopefully lead somewhere - some place away from the circle.

So here I am, back at the beginning, waiting for my Lion.
Unbending, as always, cocking my middle finger at this world,
Telling it to take its best shot
While I wait for my lion to man the fuck up
And get back into my life.