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Monday, June 23, 2014

You Shall Know Our Velocity... or else

"I tried to nap, but now my head was alive, was a toddler in a room full of new guests. It jumped and squealed and threw the books off the shelves. Yes I'm one of the slowest talkers you'll ever meet but my head, when I have it and it's not asleep or being borrowed, is not slow. My mind, I know, I can prove, hovers on hummingbird wings. It hovers and it churns. And when it's operating at full thrust, the churning does not stop. The machines do not rest, the systems rarely cool. And while I can forget anything of any importance-this is why people tell me secrets-my mind has an uncanny knack for organization when it comes to pain. Nothing tormenting is lost, never even diminished in color or intensity or quality of sound. These were filed near the front."

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Friday, November 25, 2011

Separate Sprint

These words never fail me. 



Wondering all the time what gives meaning and why it's so relative.

Friday, October 21, 2011

hold her and keep her strong














says "I have seen things that you will never see"
says "Leave it to memory me, I shudder to breathe"
says "I will try not to burden you, I can hold these inside"





























This is one I don't want to last
One experience I know I'll never move past
I will look for your face everywhere that I go
When Earth meets the sun I just want you to know
I have your opinions and I think that you're wrong
This world gave us purpose, you're part of the song  
I'm trying to chew what I don't understand
But you witnessed it all, you've seen it first hand
It seems that your marvels are simple and true
When all's said and done, babe, I hold out for you

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Emma Kate

As I've described, it's like a new pair of shoes.
But forget the shoes for a minute, because now we're relearning how to walk.
I'm forced to wear them but I can't even stand without losing my balance yet.
The sores come and go; they are old and new
But the more I think about how much my feet hurt, 
the more I'm reminded that this has nothing to do with me.
You are you, and I am I
Although I feel something inside me has died
I see now it's only the dimming of a light
The same light I will search the world for just to be near you
You've done more good for the world in your 17 years & 126 days of living 
than most people accomplish in a lifetime
FOUR blind people across this nation have guide dogs at their side
Thanks to you.
My word is Movement.
I think your word was Feeling.
You felt everything, quite literally
And not so literally, you feel everything again now.
Your word is Love.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

the start of something good


"Rebecca Paige, I'm wondering if you check your messages because I often don't because sometimes I just don't feel like it and YOU always have a full mailbox. I was actually surprised that I'm able to leave this message right now... but in any event, I am leaving you a message to say 'Hello!' I miss you, I love you. I'm sitting on a rock outside of my house and the weather is nice and it's a beautiful, beautiful day and I decided to stop trying to cut people out of my life and to just live. And it's going to be a wonderful summer, and now I'm just dabbling and I did take a vicadin and a half earlier and my mom and I got into a big fight because she thought I was addicted. But my sisters like, 'You're not addicted. Relax.' And that makes me feel better. And I ate solid food today."