if life was like the movies we'd never have to fall

"We all carry around so much pain in our hearts. love and pain and beauty. they all seem to go together like one tidy confusing package. it's a messy business, life. it's hard to figure-full of surprises. some good. some bad." ~Northern Exposure

love? what is love? is it tangible, physical, spiritual? what is it that draws us close to an object? is it the same thing that repells others? it is a good question no doubt but perhaps in light of the world today, unanswerable. love is at once total shit and utter bliss, it is the song that has been sung for a thousand years, the curse that has been shouted, the energy of the entire world, an emptiness that can never be filled. it is the great mystery. to know it is to lose it but to lose it is to understand. a tough choice to be sure but is it not in the knowing that we find the peace? or are we all right in assuming it is the need?


the start of better things to come

it will come, to be sure it will, it is only a matter of time. time is a hot commodity around these parts. i either have too much of it or not enough. mostly i waste it. i have big plans, which is better than most. it is the action i fall asleep on. one day i will wake up and the wheels will start turning. is it today? the rain is falling, my thoughts are draining and all signs point to no but you never can be sure. maybe for now i will sit back and wait. does anyone have a light?