the stupor of a reclining a chair
Hello there, I thought it was about time for an update.
Work is great ,I dont even mind the smell of yeast and my clothing sagging like damp bread, the people treat you equally and compromise there own trivialities to help you out instead of pointing out what you do wrong or how you act, they help and are completely beneficial in more then just one way. Still, I really hope my blockbuster interview proved to be willing and maybe I'll get a call back from them? maybe?
Recently I've been tampering with my photos on photoshop, particularly threshold which givesi t a very retrospective black and white cartoon look, I would show one of my photos on here but everytime I try to upload something, it doesnt show up.
This summer I was enwrapped in ambition, well not completely, but I've deffinetly felt more attendance in the priority section, instead of feeling wedged inbetween unemployment and pathetic fallacy. The pathetic fallacy being my own self doubt in my abilities to get a job, I implore everyone to work on building themselves and there confidence, instead of being languished in the modern commodities of the world, I'd rahter not rant on about material good though, because I;d just feel like a hypocrit for the many purchases I've made in the past year.
I decided when school rushes in I'm going to get a myspace so I can tkeep in contact wit hall the people i miss, hopefuly it doesnt detour me from real life or from health. Also I'd liketo use it to promote my photos, I think I'll name it after my comic "abrasive bear" the hilarity is how I didnt concentrate on making him overly obnoxious haha. I like movies, I want to watch more with sarah, I also like the fact she informs me of new upcoming movies in the middle of a story reading haha.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind still retains its glory, that's pretty amazing considering how hardi ti s for me to find am ovie I can enjoy over and over again before taking a year long break to recooperate and watch it again hoping it will supplement the same substance I might've forgotten.
I really like this poem, though i'll only put one stanze from it in here...or maybe two?
Eloisa to Abelard
by Alexander Pope
In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat?
Yet, yet I love! - From Abelard it came,
And Eloisa yet must kiss the name.
Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd,
Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd.
Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise,
Where mix'd with God's, his lov'd idea lies:
O write it not, my hand - the name appears
Already written - wash it out, my tears!
In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays,
Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeys.
(and my favourite stanza from the 25 stanza poem? )
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
"Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
Desires compos'd, affections ever ev'n,
Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heav'n.
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms,
And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day
I think the whole thing should be read by everyone, maybe even alexanders biography if you get the chance? I like origins.
anyways,I found a poem of my own the other day, i dont know when I wrote it or how I was at the time, but I thought it was worth putting up:
The fertility of sanctity, in the pond of the truthful.
The tranquility of uncertainty, in the bowels of tardiness.
The deliberation of loosing, in the suns warmth,
The collaboration of death, in the erasing wind
The constant flow of time, in the photographs of our legacy
The incessant flashes, in the memory banks of our regrets.
The heavy mercy, compiled
to me it sounds like when I was reading some mike chabon stuff and watching trigun, I'm not sure, but it couldnt of been long ago with the tranquility of uncertainy in there. tell me what you think! I also wrote "preceding nature is like closing all doors on possibly integrity" and I know I udnerstood it at the time, but now it doesnt really get to me.
This summer has provided me wit hsome fond memories and I hope to enjoy school, meet new friends maybe? I'm going to miami next month? hopefully I dont get shot or swept away by a typhoon.It's a beautiful day out though today! and I thin kI'll takem y brand new shwinn out for a ride as soon as I hear from puma feet, I'm so glad she's back...if she wasnt I would be a lonesome bee, I appreciate her tons and am going to enjoy her company tonight(tomorrow deffinetly) hopefully, we make good food...like ambrosia. I have really good friends in my life, people with opinions, perspectives, hairy faces, partially bald heads, enigmatic eyes, wonderful hugs, reciprocation, praise, kudos, insights...yeah, people can actually be pretty cool I guess. SO I waver the question, what do you want out of your life? If you could pin it down to something, Im hoping maybe I'll get a couple answers to respond to.
Enjoy the rest of your summer everyone!
-Ryan
Work is great ,I dont even mind the smell of yeast and my clothing sagging like damp bread, the people treat you equally and compromise there own trivialities to help you out instead of pointing out what you do wrong or how you act, they help and are completely beneficial in more then just one way. Still, I really hope my blockbuster interview proved to be willing and maybe I'll get a call back from them? maybe?
Recently I've been tampering with my photos on photoshop, particularly threshold which givesi t a very retrospective black and white cartoon look, I would show one of my photos on here but everytime I try to upload something, it doesnt show up.
This summer I was enwrapped in ambition, well not completely, but I've deffinetly felt more attendance in the priority section, instead of feeling wedged inbetween unemployment and pathetic fallacy. The pathetic fallacy being my own self doubt in my abilities to get a job, I implore everyone to work on building themselves and there confidence, instead of being languished in the modern commodities of the world, I'd rahter not rant on about material good though, because I;d just feel like a hypocrit for the many purchases I've made in the past year.
I decided when school rushes in I'm going to get a myspace so I can tkeep in contact wit hall the people i miss, hopefuly it doesnt detour me from real life or from health. Also I'd liketo use it to promote my photos, I think I'll name it after my comic "abrasive bear" the hilarity is how I didnt concentrate on making him overly obnoxious haha. I like movies, I want to watch more with sarah, I also like the fact she informs me of new upcoming movies in the middle of a story reading haha.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind still retains its glory, that's pretty amazing considering how hardi ti s for me to find am ovie I can enjoy over and over again before taking a year long break to recooperate and watch it again hoping it will supplement the same substance I might've forgotten.
I really like this poem, though i'll only put one stanze from it in here...or maybe two?
Eloisa to Abelard
by Alexander Pope
In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat?
Yet, yet I love! - From Abelard it came,
And Eloisa yet must kiss the name.
Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd,
Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd.
Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise,
Where mix'd with God's, his lov'd idea lies:
O write it not, my hand - the name appears
Already written - wash it out, my tears!
In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays,
Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeys.
(and my favourite stanza from the 25 stanza poem? )
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
"Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
Desires compos'd, affections ever ev'n,
Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heav'n.
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms,
And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day
I think the whole thing should be read by everyone, maybe even alexanders biography if you get the chance? I like origins.
anyways,I found a poem of my own the other day, i dont know when I wrote it or how I was at the time, but I thought it was worth putting up:
The fertility of sanctity, in the pond of the truthful.
The tranquility of uncertainty, in the bowels of tardiness.
The deliberation of loosing, in the suns warmth,
The collaboration of death, in the erasing wind
The constant flow of time, in the photographs of our legacy
The incessant flashes, in the memory banks of our regrets.
The heavy mercy, compiled
to me it sounds like when I was reading some mike chabon stuff and watching trigun, I'm not sure, but it couldnt of been long ago with the tranquility of uncertainy in there. tell me what you think! I also wrote "preceding nature is like closing all doors on possibly integrity" and I know I udnerstood it at the time, but now it doesnt really get to me.
This summer has provided me wit hsome fond memories and I hope to enjoy school, meet new friends maybe? I'm going to miami next month? hopefully I dont get shot or swept away by a typhoon.It's a beautiful day out though today! and I thin kI'll takem y brand new shwinn out for a ride as soon as I hear from puma feet, I'm so glad she's back...if she wasnt I would be a lonesome bee, I appreciate her tons and am going to enjoy her company tonight(tomorrow deffinetly) hopefully, we make good food...like ambrosia. I have really good friends in my life, people with opinions, perspectives, hairy faces, partially bald heads, enigmatic eyes, wonderful hugs, reciprocation, praise, kudos, insights...yeah, people can actually be pretty cool I guess. SO I waver the question, what do you want out of your life? If you could pin it down to something, Im hoping maybe I'll get a couple answers to respond to.
Enjoy the rest of your summer everyone!
-Ryan