“Our hearts beat so loud the neighbors think we’re fucking
when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.”
Another little post for you before I head to Vegas and NY for a bit. This August playlist is from 2 years ago, but the songs are still fire.
Ireland trip photos coming soon. XXOOO
“Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood.”
A mood board, just because.
Apologies for not posting as often as I should be. I've been traveling, started a new project with a new company, etc.
I love you all. Thank you for supporting me and checking back.
“Do it or don’t. It’s amazing how many things in life are that easy.”
I listen to a list of (my) faults
Yet in my soul, I only find peace, clarity... Truth
My truth keeps me warm
My roots deeper than ever, feelings steady
Strong
Peaceful
At times, I am still tempted to question what I know is true
Times when I am blinded by others' visions
Projection after projection... misguided thought, undeveloped feeling
But I remind myself
It is not my job to clarify your tunnel vision
It is not my duty to go with you into your darkness
I am constantly self-reflecting and evolving
Just as I am constantly wishing others would do the same
My truth is not mine to give, it is mine to keep
I am done wishing, playing reruns of the past
I am done speaking truths til I'm blue in the face
My truth stems from the work that I have done in my short time walking this Earth
My freedom comes from the locks I have shattered on cages (I and others') built for me in the past
They talk behind my back and to my face but their broken, sharp words bounce off me
My skin is tough now
I am warm with my truth and strong in my bones
I am done with apologizes
I am done with explanations
“On whom am I dependent? What are my main fears? Who was I meant to be at birth? What were my goals and how did they change? What were the forks of the road where I took the wrong direction and went the wrong way? What efforts did I make to correct the error and return to the right way? Who am I now, and who would I be if I had always made the right decisions and avoided crucial errors? Whom did I want to be long ago, now, and in the future? What is my image of myself? What is the image I wish others to have of me? Where are the discrepancies between the two images, both between themselves and with what I sense in my real self? Who will I be if I continue to live as I am living now? What are the conditions responsible for the development as it happened? What are the alternatives for further development open to me now? What must I do to realize the possibility I choose?”
Be my baby, Blue.
“shit
i am open to change
i dont ever remember being this happy
you spend your whole life criticizing yourself
you forget about the parts of you that are beautiful
you forget that we are not born full
we are chasing a life that allows for explanation
a power rooted within us
i forget to thank myself for strength
i forget to love myself when im low
i forget to tell myself even the scars are beautiful
beautiful
what would life be without the other side of everything?
who are we to hope in fractions?
i keep trying to speak from my heart
to remind myself i think so much
i feel so many things i dont ever say
i want to feel more than human
like im living from a focal point in the clouds
i can see rain growing forests
wind blowing the ocean
love happening everywhere
Fuck man
praying for clarity.”
