Thursday, April 30


I knew no vices and I knew no sins
I knew the words but they didn't sink in
Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down
There's more of those tunnels in your home town
Fell far from grace, so far I couldn't see
And oh underground, I was that far from the tree

We're all digging if you wanna know
Fixing, digging, far too slow
Far too slow

We dug for money, we shovelled four tons
And the end wasn't funny, though we'd all had fun
Limping and broken, the tunnel fell in
I've been limping from tunnels since my original sin
Birthright's a trouble, my father dug too
He got where he was going at the age of 62

We're all digging if you wanna know
Fixing, digging, far too slow
Far too slow

A new pair of boots and a chisel in your name
Says we could be in the same hole attracting the same blame
If I knew the way to the ornamental tree
I would tell you, we'd be jailbirds, I'd be winking twice for free
Don't call on your brother, odds are he's here and all
Being gentle with the people who were knock-kneed from the fall

We're all digging if you wanna know
Fixing, digging, far too slow
Far too slow

lyrics from 'tunnels' by johnny flynn. blooming amazing.

no one answered :(
the poetry excerpts (2posts ago) were from 'howl' by allen ginsberg. its very long, but if you've never heard/read it, just give it a go. its amazing.

happy thursdays?

Tuesday, April 28

not all those who wander are lost
~JRR Tolkien
when we get out of the glass bottle of our
ego & when we escape like squirrels in the
cage of our personality & get into the
forest again, we shall shiver with cold &
fright. but things will happen to us so that
we don't know ourselves. Cool, unlying life
will rush in.
~DH Lawrence
One's destination is never a place,
but a new way of seeing things.
~Henry Miller

wandering re-establishes the original
harmony which once existed between man
& the universe.
~Anatole France

Adventure is a path. Real adventure-
self-determined, self-motivated, often risky-
forces you to have firsthand encounters
with the world. The world the way it is,
not the way you imagine it. Your body will
collide with the earth & you will bear
witness. In this way you will be compelled
to grapple with the limitless kindness &
bottomless cruelty of humankind-
and perhaps realise that you yourself are
capable of both. This will change you.
Nothing will ever again be black & white.
~Mark Jenkins

i would love to go travelling right now. but, due to lack of funds, & consequent desperate need of funds for uni in september, i won't be able to. perhaps next year.

Monday, April 27

follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness.

i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.

who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull.

who lit cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars racketing through snow toward lonesome farms in grand-father night

who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade.

ok, if anyone can tell me what poem this is from i will be happy forever.

it is Incredible.x

figuring it out.

all time is all time. it does not change. it does not
lend itself to warnings or explanations. it simply is.
take it moment by moment, & you will find that we
are all, as i've said before, bugs in amber.

i want to stay as close to the edge as i can
without going over. out on the edge you see
all kinds of things you can't see from the centre

i am eternally grateful.. for my knack of
finding in great books, some of them very
funny books, reason enough to feel honoured
to be alive, no matter what else might be
going on.

perhaps all pleasure is only relief

happiness is a byproduct of function, purpose
& conflict; those who seek happiness for
itself seek victory without war.

& thank you for the comments:)

Sunday, April 26


Saturday, April 25

not just another math problem

give us something to fight for, & we will fight

we are not scared of dying for a cause,
we are scared of not fighting a cause worth dying for

united we stand, but divided we fall-o

'not just another math problem', a spoken word poem by this artist called sarah kay.

pretty amazing. especially since im pretty sure she's 18.

Friday, April 24

shore to shore

they can fill a cup or two & still disturb the peace

it's never made it all the way from shore to shore, from west to east,

i read that independence was a lightness in your step

you walked away, i felt so heavy at the start of every day,

every day, every day.

'shore to shore' by johnny flynn.

i miss

its Friday! xx

Thursday, April 23


ok, i meant to say, 60th post has passed. really not very interesting (& this is no.63 now). plus, i missed 50 completely.

its all about the journey

what's in store for me in the direction i dont take?

what is the feeling when you're driving away from
people, & they recede on the plain till you see their
specks dispersing? it's the too huge world vaulting us,
& it's goodbye.
but we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.

my witness is the empty sky

the air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great
that i thought i was in a dream.

'now you understand the oriental passion for tea' said Japhy.
'remember that book i told you about the first sip is joy, the second
is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth
is ecstasy.'

our battered suitcases were piled high on the sidewalk again;
we had longer ways to go. but no matter, the road is life.

all of life is a foreign country

i was going to be left alone on my butt at the other end of
the continent. but why think about that when all the golden
land's ahead of you & all kinds of unforeseen events wait lurking
to surprise you & make you glad you're alive to see?
why did i allow myself to be bored ever in the past & to compensate
for it got high or drunk or rages or all the tricks people have because
they want anything but serene understanding of just what there
is, which is after all so much.

^some seriously lovely photographs.
(for some reason i couldnt save them)


all from
(i like the third one best i think)
xx a new & wonderful day

today is the newest, loveliest day.

i know i could still be happier, but i realise that in
time it'll all be fine

tomorrow i have looads of stuff to do for magazine,
running round classes publicising how its going to be on
sale from monday, & printing off the photo pages in
the library, & staying after school to put about
50 copies together with the most terrifying thing i
have ever seen:
The Combing Machine.
have the best friday you have ever had.
because you'll never have this friday ever again.
plus, fridays are awesome.

Wednesday, April 22

look here. now. you must!

supersamplers=thee most cool things ever.

ahh,slight delay in posting. the last two days have been the worst ever. i still feel rubbish & angry. i had to apologise for something i didnt do, & didnt get an apology back from a 'friend'.
but now, ive realised just how special my friends really are. i love friends.

peace & love.xx
(all pictures from weheartit, as always.)

Sunday, April 19


simple...but true.