Thursday

Lets be together.



Go be that starving artist you're afraid to be. Open up that journal and get poetic finally. Volunteer. Suck it up and travel. You were not born here to work and pay taxes.You were put here to be a part of a vast organism to explore and create. Stop putting it off. The world has much more to offer than what's on 15 televisions at TGI Fridays. Take pictures. Scare people. Shake up the scene.
~Jason Mraz
 
{Tip off from new favorite simplify.}

on 9/24/2009

2 comments:

Andrea September 24, 2009 at 5:00 PM  

And where is your follower's thingy young lady? :)

karlee September 25, 2009 at 6:45 AM  

It stresses me out! haha, I feel overwhelmed if I know I have an audience. But flattered too. I'm slightly crazy.

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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