Monday, June 30, 2008
daily kabbalah.
Monday, June 30
Mistakes are opportunities. Every time we mess up — intentionally or not - there is a chance to learn and go to a new level. In fact, mistakes are only mistakes if we don't learn from them.
Remember, when you fall, you learn.
modest mouse: march into the sea
If food do you please
And you sack all the seas
And it off
Suck it off
Well, treat me like disease
Like the rats and the fleas
Ahaha! Ahaha!
Bang your head like a gong
'Cause it's filled with all wrong
Ahaha! Clang, clang, clang!
If you think you know enough to know you know we've had enough
And If you think you don't, you probably will
Our tails wagged and then fell off
But we just turned back, marched into the sea
Well, treat me like the sea
Oh-so salty and mean
Ahaha! Oh, ha ha!
Well, treat me like disease
Like the rats and the fleas
Ahahaaa! Haa!
I'll be beating my heart's record for speeding
I'll be beating the record for heart skipping
Oh, the doggone tails, well they fell off
But we just turned back, marched into the sea
..Well, we just turned around, marched into the sea
Take all that you need
Let my saxophone free
Till it's gone, till it's gone
Well, this coffee you bleed
Like the leaves of a tree
Ahaha! Ahaha!
Let's shake hands if you want
But you -- both hands are gone!
Oh, haha! Haha!
Well, treat me like the sea
I'm so salty and mean
Ahaha..
Oh, treat me like the sea
Oh-so salty and mean
Ahaha..
Well, treat me like the leaves
Like the rats and the fleas
Bang your head like a gong
'Cause you call it all wrong
Move your tune
Clang, clang
Clang, clang
Clang, clang
Clang, claaang!
Cut me down like the trees
Like the lumber or weeds
Drink me out of the sea
And then teach me to breathe
Give me forests so dead
I wish death on myself
Give me forests so dead
I wish death on myself
Ahaha!
Aha!
Aha!
Aha!
Ahaaaaah!
Well, we all saw the rat
Take a happy encore
For the phone speaks we all
And the running bulls
Ahaha!
March on! March on! March on! March Ooooooon!
Well, march on!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
found: [old letterpoemthing] Where dearflowerpot began:
dearflowerpot,
here i stand:
crooked girl
clumsy smile
here i am
hear
i offer you a story
the story of a girl
who
smiles with her eyes
talks with her hands
feels with her body
eyes, i see an ocean
seaside i sit
still
and watch
in wonder
& wonder
mesmerized
dance
to the song
sing to the
beat
of skin on
skin
songs
on her lips sing to my
lips
the color red
ruby cheeks, pearl skin of
perfection
my story has no end
to begin
it travels the length of her body
the curve of her neck
the inside of her thigh
collar bone to hip
bone
a crooked line
from the edge of her breast
heartbeat
pause
my letter has no end
to begin
quite simply
the story of a girl.
sincerely,
How perfect.
not that there is any anger, but this seemed like the perfect quote to be siting in my inbox this morning:
"..let go of anger, it may taste sweet
but it kills
Don't become its victim
you need humility to climb to freedom."
-Rumi
dearuniverse,
love you, thanks for all the curve balls. keep them coming.
sincerely,
dearflowerpot.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Sigur Ros: Viðrar vel til loftárása
[[[not off of the new album (which is brilliant by the way) but absolutely amazing song &video:
"Viðrar vel til loftárása" spawned a cinematic and controversial video. Set in 1950s Iceland, it features a kiss between two young boys which is broken up by the father of one of the boys and a local priest during a football match. Jónsi makes a cameo appearance in the video as the soccer team coach, and the fetus from the Ágætis byrjun album cover is shown on a bottle from which one of the boys drinks.
Production for the music video began in the autumn of 2001. A general casting call was held in the town of Reykjavík, Iceland, which was also the place of principal photography. The video was directed by Icelandic directors Stefán Arni and Siggi Kinski. The video has won numerous awards"]]]