May 2008


This is one of my all-time favorite songs.  Loved it ever since I was a big-haired girl in Junior High school.

I know the feeling
It is the real thing
The essence of the truth
The perfect moment
That golden moment
I know you feel it too
I know the feeling
It is the real thing
You can’t refuse the embrace…
It’s like the pattern below the skin
You gotta reach out and pull it all in
And you feel like you’re too close
So you swallow another dose
The pinnacle of happiness
Filling up your soul
You don’t think you can take any more
You never wanna let go
To touch the roots of experience
The most basic ingredients
To see the unseen glitter of life
And feel the dirt, grief, anger and strife
Cherish the certainty of now
It kills you a bit at a time
Cradle the inspiration
It will leave you writhing on the floor…
This is so unreal, what I feel
This nourishment, life is bent
Into a shape I can hold
A twist of fate, all my own
Just grit your teeth, make no sound
Take a step away and look around
Just clench your fist and close your eyes
Look deep inside, hypnotize
The whisper is but a shout
That’s what it is all about
Yes, the ecstasy, you can pray
You will never let it slip away
Like the sacred song that someone sings through you
Like the flesh so warm that the thorn sticks into
Like the dream you know one day will come to life
Try to hold on just a little longer, stronger
It’s the jewel of victory
The chasm of misery
And once you have bitten the core
You will always know the flavor
The split second of divinity
You drink up the sky
All of heaven is in your arms
You know the reason why
It’s right there, all by itself
And what you are, there is nothing else
You’re growing a life within a life
The lips of wonder kiss you inside
And when it’s over the feeling remains
It all comes down to this
The smoke clears, I see what it is
That made me feel this way…
This is so unreal, what I feel
Flood, sell your soul, feel the blood
Pump through your veins, can’t explain
The element that’s everything
Just clench your fist and close your eyes
Look deep inside, hypnotize
Yes, the ecstasy, you can pray
You will never let it slip away
Like the echoes of your childhood laughter, ever after
Like the first time love urged you to take it’s guidance, in silence
Like your heartbeat when you realize you’re dying, but you’re trying
Like the way you cry for a happy ending, ending…
I know

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far far, there’s this little girl
she was praying for something to happen to her
everyday she writes words and more words
just to spit out the thoughts that keep floating inside
and she’s strong when the dreams come cos’ they
take her, cover her, they are all over
the reality looks far now, but don’t go

how can you stay outside?
there’s a beautiful mess inside
how can you stay outside?
there’s a beautiful mess inside
oh oh oh oh

far far, there’s this little girl
she was praying for something good to happen to her
from time to time there are colors and shapes
dazzling her eyes, tickling her hands
they invent her a new world with
oil skies and aquarel rivers
but don’t you run away already
please don’t go oh oh

how can you stay outside?
there’s a beautiful mess inside
how an you stay outside?
there’s a beautiful mess inside

take a deep breath and dive
there’s a beautiful mess inside
how can you stay outside?
there’s a beautiful mess
beautiful mess inside

oh beautiful, beautiful

far far there’s this little girl
she was praying for something big to happen to her
every night she hears beautiful strange music
it’s everywhere there’s nowhere to hide
but if it fades she begs
“oh lord don’t take it from me, don’t take it”

she says, I guess i’ll have to give it birth
to give it birth
i guess, i guess, i guess i have to give it birth
i guess i have to, have to give it birth
there’s a beautiful mess inside and it’s everywhere

just look at yourself now
deep inside
deeper than you ever dared
there’s a beautiful mess inside
beautiful mess inside

i hate season finales almost as much as i hate series finales. it’s just so hard to say good-bye.

as an enormous LOST junkie i am all a-flutter over tonight’s 2 hour long episode. what happens to ben? do michael and desmond die during the explosion? what about penny?

gah!

will post a long review tomorrow for sure. no happy pills tonight so i can stay alert.

my son went pee-pee on the potty for the first time yesterday!  i never thought i could be so excited about excreta.

i was less excited 10 minutes later when he shat in his Go! Deigo, Go! big boy underpants.

meh, at least we got somewhere with #1.

i think i’ll get into the habit of posting song lyrics.  so often something pops up on the radio, on my ipod, or even random stumblings through the web or life in general… and i’m all “wow that makes so much sense to me right now”.  sometimes there are more than a couple of them running at a time. 

here’s one:

“razor” by the foo fighters

Wake up it’s time
We need to find a better place to hide
Make up your mind
I need to know I need to know tonight

Sweet and divine
Razor of mine
Sweet and divine
Razorblade shine

Patience my dear
We could spend a lifetime waiting here
Maybe this time
I hope I get the chance to say goodbye

Sweet and divine
Razor of mine
Sweet and divine
Razor of mine

Day after day
Cutting away
Day after day
But anyway

Wake up it’s time
We need to find a better place to hide
Make up your mind
I need to know I need to know tonight

Sweet and divine
Razorblade shine

 

this is my very first blog post on my very first blog.  this blog is for me.  i may share it with my friends and/or family… i’m not quite sure of my intent at the moment, i just felt like there was a voice that needed to be shouted from within.  whether or not anyone hears it is not relevant.  this is my catharsis.

hello!  hola!  konnichiwa!  bonjour! whassup!

you will find i like to use ellipses a lot.