>"More and more groups of people at this 'level' are real with one another, but nobody is changing. Nobody is growing. Nobody is maturing. We've almost made the end goal of friendship to be authenticity instead of transformation. What good is a friend to [just] be open and honest? That's not the whole goal. The… Continue reading >Strawberry Swing
Author: Breanna Lane
From the land of everywhere, but currently residing in Indiana. Musings on the topics most often avoided at the dinner table: politics and religion. Trying to remain a mystic amid it all.
>His work is good.
>Oh, the road with its marvelous spectacles - like that of a circus - it is always so appealing to the eye. So we say, "Forget the soul! Heart, lead the way. Mere mind, you may only think when the decisions are in agreement with this heart."We begin the path, feeling its grooves and its… Continue reading >His work is good.
>"I’ve got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots."
>Distractions can be so incredibly deadly. Whether it is Facebook, a relationship or my personal time, my distractions have become so burdensome that I recently pulled the cords. Facebook had to go. My relationship had to be put on hold. My personal time needed to be reevaluated and managed correctly. My relationship with God was… Continue reading >"I’ve got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots."
>We Remain
>the daydreaming mindwhat a dangerous thingbringing us to tangents and forksin the already twisted roadsforced to a decision:good or badchosen is the onethat points to fulfillmentall the whileits curves get sharp and wide"dreadful, dreadful" we say"how did i mistake this?" we asklonely and unaccompanied we beganand as lonely and unaccompaniedwe begin to leavethe road seems… Continue reading >We Remain
>Chris showed me this band and their video on Vimeo the other day. Quite creative and toe tapping. I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved it. Mt Desolation - Departure from BABANUKI films on Vimeo.
>Coffee shops and unpurchased books
>It is still in the chaos of absolute nothing-ness that I find myself sitting in a Borders and reading one of their books that I have not purchased, and I do not plan on purchasing, drinking a cup of coffee and enjoying the silence of their coffee shop. Though, I have had better coffee. My… Continue reading >Coffee shops and unpurchased books
>Habba… no.. Habakuk.. no… Habakkuk.
>"I am jobless and in 22 days, I will be 22. Wait, is it 22? I don't know. I hate the subject of Math and, well, I haven't been in school in two semesters, so two semesters without Math is almost the equivalent of a year to doing nothing, zero, nada in relation to Math.… Continue reading >Habba… no.. Habakuk.. no… Habakkuk.
>Roots
>I'm standing in the shuttle back to the parking lot, holding on for dear life to the strap that binds itself to a metal bar, making me friends with gravity on this insanely fast shuttle. There is an older couple in front of me, who seem to have just come back from some time in… Continue reading >Roots
>15 Minute Empathy
>They all seem to be the same. Proudly toting guns like toys and toting ideas that are just as venomous. They blend into the melting pot of society, just waiting to go off. When the blast finally takes place, those affected seem to multiply. Soon enough, we are one mass-blob of comfort in all the chaos.… Continue reading >15 Minute Empathy
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