Wouldn’t change it.

To my friends.

3 years ago on 08/01/11 at 12:31pm

Blonde.

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Bangs, bun, and florals. Looks like I’m officially a Nashvillian… and a girl.

I’m sorry but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black men, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each others’ happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.

Greed has poisoned men’s souls; has barricaded the world with hate; has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge as made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in man; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all.

Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say “Do not despair.” The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.

Soldiers! Don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you and enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder! Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men—-machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have a love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural.

Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it’s written “the kingdom of God is within man”, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power.

Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill their promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people! Now let us fight to fulfill that promise! Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness.

Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite!

3 years ago on 07/18/11 at 12:47pm

More times than not, I feel a spiritual connection to music and through that is when I feel closest to God. I think everyone encounters music differently, whether it’s a way to inspire thought, or create, or dream, or just enjoy the mathmatics of it’s being. For me,  this particular piece of music is one example of a spiritual connection. This is an excerpt from ‘ara batur,’ recorded at abbey road… one take. It’s the most awe-inspiring work of genius through beautiful music. I actually went to a new church today (been searching for something here in Nashville but due to previous circumstances, its hard for me to feel comfortable in any) and in his sermon, he was reading out of Corinthians, speaking about how we each have gifts that are not necessarily meant to be front in center, but more of a piece of an orchestra. The bass can’t be singled out through the music, but without it being there, you could hear something missing. Or, how important the one percussion part can be even if its for maybe 2 measures out of an entire masterpiece. Then he played this video. He turned out all the lights (its held in a venue so it got really dark) and turned the sound on full, and around minute 1:52 you can hear little by little the sniffles. Then I realize, I too have tears in my eyes. A shared experience with complete strangers is something to admire. Slowly the lights started getting brighter and service was done.

I feel a connection to this song that I cant really express and probably something I really don’t need to. If you have the time, take the time to listen to this excerpt or find the entire thing on youtube.

Title: Wash Away Artist: Matt Costa 0 plays

Matt Costa - Wash Away.

Float down stream, rivers of dreams
Float down stream, catch your wings
Heavens high, so you fly
Catch your dreams in the sky

But the glaciers have frozen your feet
I can’t wait for eternity
And so you watched me wash away
But maybe we’ll catch up someday
Maybe well catch up someday

Sun sinks out of view
Stars they shine changing hue

But bright lights have blinded your sights
They cant adjust when day turns to night
And so you watched me wash away
But maybe well catch up someday

The castles we built were so tall
They only left us further to fall
And still I see them far away
But maybe we’ll come back someday
Maybe we’ll come back someday

Float down stream, rivers of dreams
Float down stream, catch your wings

The castles we built were so tall
They only left us further to fall
And still I see them far away
Maybe well come back someday

The castles we built were so tall
They only left us further to fall
And still I see them far away
As I watch them wash away
Wash away…
Wash away…
Wash away…
Wash away…

Love this song.

3 years ago on 07/13/11 at 01:07pm

Making my apartment homey. Still needs work, but It’s definitely progressing!

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