February 2012
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January 2012
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December 2011
3 posts
November 2011
2 posts
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October 2011
1 post
Benjamin Newburn: God is Not Nice →
benjaminnewburn:
Nice is not the right word to describe God. Internally loving, surpassingly gracious, aboundingly kind perhaps, but He’s no nice guy. He doesn’t pass over something that isn’t right because He doesn’t want to be uncomfortable. He doesn’t fail to speak up when something He sees is sub-par. He isn’t…
September 2011
3 posts
August 2011
3 posts
May Waltz
I have got a smile that’s only for you
Exchanged in secret, the way lovers do
I have got a smile that’s only for you
Baby, I have got a smile
Morning sneaks up on us
Shines on our sheets
Waking me into my favourite dream
My best imagining never implied
That you’d be the dawning that ended my night
I have got the will to love you always
through the chilliest...
July 2011
1 post
June 2011
11 posts
4 tags
“A microphone doesn’t make you a leader, it just makes your voice louder.”
– Jad Gillies (via benjaminnewburn)
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“When you find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, you want the rest of your life to start right now.”
Writing An Inkblot Masterpiece.
laurenstrahm:
Writing songs is like trying to reinvent the wheel. Everything you want to say has already been said, a thousand different ways. Everything I want to write has already been written - but not in my handwriting. This, I think, is the secret incredible songwriters have unlocked: their voice, their perspective is entirely authentic and original because no one ever has or ever will...
May 2011
9 posts
A Poem.
To my Love,
It is strange to think I haven’t seen you since a month. I have seen the new moon but not you, I have seen sunsets and sunrises but nothing of your beautiful face. The peaces of my broken heart are so small they could be passed through the eye of a needle. I miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct...
April 2011
8 posts
“The course of true love never did run smooth.”
– Shakespeare
Love.
Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.
March 2011
18 posts
