Written Words – Subtle

July 28, 2011

It’s subtle
something little

the difference between an off note
and a harmony
a poem wrote
and one I found in me

it’s nice

because waiting used to be a metaphor for challenge
something to steel myself from
now I wait with anticipation

and it’s subtle
that something little
in between needing and looking forward to

i catch myself smiling
more often than I’m used to
and I’m thankful


Found Words/Found Music – Ingrid Michaelson

July 27, 2011

The storm is coming
But I don’t mind
People are dying
I close my blinds
All that I know is I’m breathing now

I want to change the world
Instead I sleep
I want to believe in more than you and me

All that I know is I’m breathing
All I can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
Now now now now

All that I know is I’m breathing
All I can do is keep breathing

[Repeat 9x]
All we can do is keep breathing


Keep Breathing

Found Words – AB

July 25, 2011

(I would love to be emo about this, but I actually burst out laughing)

i’m sorry. there’s nothing like a break up. it’s like a death but the person is still around

Found Words/Found Music – Landon Pigg

July 20, 2011

“I’ve seen the paths that your eyes wander down
I want to come too

I think that possibly
Maybe I’m falling for you

No one understands me quite like you do
Through all of the shadowy corners of me ”

Falling in love at a coffee shop

Written Words – (storm)

July 18, 2011

this storm is purifying my soul
like this city is purifying my body
wiping from it every memory
the rain pounds the storm shutters

and if my mind tries to follow the rain to the heavens
it is only a reminder
that the things that occupy me now
do so in real time

regrets left on the doorsteps of other cities

there’s a rhythm to the madness of life
sheets of water
punctuated by flashes and thunder
and people that provide no more than momentary visions
illuminated only by seconds from darkness

nature has her fury
but comforts in her own way
the relentlessness of the storm

it’s taken so much waterfall
for me to stand, soaking wet
and scream at the heavens

whole again

this storm has brought the end
or at least washed away whispered memories
I only hear its passion

then just as suddenly it passes
as if one last reminder
all things come and go

this too

Found Words – Daniel Levitin

July 9, 2011

“For the artist, the goal of the painting or musical composition is not to convey literal truth, but an aspect of a universal truth that if successful, will continue to move and to touch people even as contexts, societies, and cultures change. For the scientist, the goal of a theory is to convey ‘truth for now’ — to replace an old truth, while accepting that someday this theory, too, will be replaced by a new ‘truth,’ because that is the way science advances.”

-This is Your Brain on Music, p.5

Found Words – Marion Zimmer Bradley

July 2, 2011

“For this is the great secret, which was known to all educated men in our day: that by what men think, we create the world around us, daily new.”

-Mists of Avalon