Thursday, May 29, 2014

The Fire In The Streets

Between the fire and you and your skin, there is no room for light.

And the rocks that survived the heat around me only weighed me down.

But I still put a rock inside my heart so I can remember what it felt like to swim up, from the bottom of a volcano.

Monday, May 26, 2014

The Same River, Twice

Everyone changes so slowly, they don't even know that they have.

And everyone likes to pretend that things are just the same yet they look at you like you could bring something back that’s supposed to already be here.

But home is a time. Not just a place.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

The Time You Nearly Died When You Were Still Older

As you fell, you begged the air for just a little more time, for a second chance to do all the things you'd always meant to do.

So here it is.

You'll remember nothing of what happened.

You'll feel exactly the same.

You'll find yourself back in front of the computer, reading the same post on the same blog that started it all so many years ago.

And only the words in this post have changed.

And this is a little more time.

And this is your second chance.

And it starts: Now.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

The Words I Will Read So We Recognise Each Other When We Meet Again

Don't get me wrong, I'm happy, happier than I've probably ever been. If you detect any sadness, it is only because I have found you in this life but I am not sure if I have found you in previous lives and I am worried about finding you in future ones.

What if there is a series of sad me's going backwards and forwards in time who did not and do not find you?

What if this is the only point of light along that infinite line?

So I am sorry if there is a hint of sadness.

I am just feeling sorry for myself.

Monday, May 19, 2014

The Reminder Of The Thing You Said You'd Do

Try and remember what you said you'd do and why you said you'd do it.

Forget what you think other people want the thing you said you'd do to be.

The thing you said you'd do should only be what you want the thing you said you'd do to be.

If the thing you said you'd do makes other people happy, that's great but don't say things or do things just to make them happy.

Find new ways to do the thing you said you'd do that don't change the meaning of what you said you'd do.

Have the purest of intentions for what you said you'd do and do it bravely.

If the thing you said you'd do becomes successful, continue to act and think like it is unsuccessful, otherwise you'll spend your time worrying that it might become unsuccessful.

If you said you'd involve people in the thing you said you'd do, listen to them when they say what they think you should do.

If you said you'd do the thing you said you'd do alone, then go boldly into the wilderness and may your own soul be company enough, while you do the thing you said you'd do.

Do right by the thing you said you'd do. Tend to it and love it.

By trying to remember what you said you'd do and the reason why you said you'd do it.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

The Weight Of Stone

If you tie every word you've ever heard about yourself on a string around your head, one day you won't be able to lift it anymore.

Monday, May 12, 2014

The Stars Look Like Drops Of White Paint

I know you might think that you're just sitting there, looking at some random website, reading some stupid words and maybe the world has told you who you are for so long that you've started to believe it. But, please, remember that you're so much more than this.

Remember who you really are.

Thursday, May 8, 2014

The Soft Crackle

Yet love's like a needle on a record, taking parts of you away as it draws sharply and constantly across the heart, in slow descending circles, just to hear a song hidden in the scratches one more time.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

The Future Is Made Of Stones

Don't be angry and make art often. For those of you who do not make art, will make war. And those of you who do not make war, will be left to make art from what remains.

Friday, May 2, 2014

The Map Of Shadows

Sometimes I want to ask complete strangers who have never even met me or had any interaction with me, who have done nothing to influence my experience of the world in any respect whatsoever,

"How can you hate me as much as you do?

And other days, I know they don't even know me. And maybe they would be ok with me, if they did.