December 2010
30 posts
The only person standing in your way is you.
1 John 2:15-17
Do not love the world or the things of the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world, sensual lust, enticement for the eyes, and a pretentious life, is not from the Father but is from the world. Yet the world and its enticement are passing away. But whoever does the will of God remains forever.
We all carry these things inside, that no one else can see. They hold us down like anchors, they drown us out at sea.
NINA: I felt it.
THOMAS: What?
NINA: I felt perfect. I was perfect.
In only one word, Black Swan is perfect.
Are you lost or incomplete?
A forest A deep, dark forest
We can’t get over it We can’t get under it We can’t get around it We’ll have to go through it
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The best way to get approval is not to need it.
Beware of turning hobbies into jobs.
Remain frugal.
Power is never given. Power is taken.
obssessive personality
(noun)
a type of personality characterized by the manifestation of a rigid, pervasive pattern of perfectionism and inflexibility as the individual strives persistently for obvious unattainable and implausible goals, to the point that the actual completion of tasks and projects are frequently interfered by such behaviour
In an unhappy world there’s always someone who wants to buy oblivion.
I am imprisoned.
This is my own doing.
Well, here comes the rest of my life. Farewell to younger days and carefree ways.
It is the experiences, the memories, the great triumphant joy of living to the...
Curled and joyless we try once again.
Today was a good day! I had a great audition, spontaneous Nerf battle, single grande iced mocha with whip, coordinated Nerf ambush, and I finally watched Pan’s Labyrinth. SO SAD once I found out what the ending really meant. =(
And it rained and rained and rained, which is the best! Still holding my breath for audition results tomorrow though. I don’t want to know!
Unlike most of us, he was the sort of person who insisted on living out his...
My Bonny Lass She Smileth
I’m free! Medieval and Renaissance music history no longer loom over me. No more Dunstable, DuFay, or Josquin. Don’t get me wrong, it was nice knowing you guys, but two hours and four pages of continuous writing later, I’m FREE.
Now there are two days left before I become a legal adult, so I’m going to go out into the world and be WILD. And by wild, I mean clean my room,...
To hope is like a dream that mostly results in nothing, and hoping is truly the need of him who plays with the wind. Hoping often annihilates the one who continues its dance.
It's not good enough to be good enough.