Write.out.LOUD

We write the life we want into existence.

21st Century Love

   Its not that your a bum ass nigga who took advantage of me or knocked me up but figuratively I gave you all of me and opened up and gave you what shouldve been given to my husband or at least my boyfriend…I was your friend and I shouldnt have put all that I did into us; I wouldnt have been so hurt when we stopped talking. I gave you the key to my heart and my body and didnt require commitment or anything from you, and when the cookie crumbled and you decided we probably werent going to work out I was left standing in the ruins of my own emotions because I had given away so much to you and it wasnt until you gave it all back I realized how much I had invested. So I dont blame you because people will take what they can get I blame who I WAS that allowed you to live and reside in my head and heart and not pay rent.  I gave things away freely that should come with the highest costs. Now the next man has to pay for those mistakes, has to work twice as hard to heal what I allowed to happen. It isnt fair but its the 21st century love where it isnt really love its just fear of being alone or missing out on a good thing so we settle for right now and miss out on the ring.  There so much going on in our lives and everything is so complicated lets just keep things simple see where this goes .  But us women are left with promises and the morning after…and thats how we move through life; we accept being treated like the friend but we keep giving like the wife.

One of my goals in life is to own the largest personal library in the world.  I love this library…suits my personality…Second favorite is below.  A truly good book teaches me better than to read it. I must soon lay it down, and commence living on its hint. What I began by reading, I must finish by acting. -HDT

One of my goals in life is to own the largest personal library in the world.  I love this library…suits my personality…Second favorite is below. 

A truly good book teaches me better than to read it. I must soon lay it down, and commence living on its hint. What I began by reading, I must finish by acting.


-HDT

A Comfort


There is a day of sunny rest

For every dark and troubled soul

For those who find a sweeter rest

Beyond the grave, I seek to know

I’m looking on the brighter side

Of things hoped for, but not yet seen

With all the wonders of this world

We all still seem to hurt and grieve

For what we seek we cannot find

And what we find we do not need

So what is life without its hunger?

A life without its drive

To peer into the looking glass

And not see what’s inside

The life you knew was simple

Easy to comprehend

But now the tides are turning

Your world on a downward spin

So take not the moment lightly

Live each day like there’s no tomorrow

Cause soon this day of sunny rest

Shall once again be filled with sorrow


D.D.A.

Beautiful Modern Architecture. 

(Source: subtilitas)

UNHate  Part of a United Colors of Benetton ad.  Always controversial, usually right on the mark; endlessly criticized.  This Christmas has been interesting because I have met some wonderful new friends reconnected with old, and visited places iv’e never been to.  I wouldn’t call it a gift perhaps it is a curse, but against my will I am forced to see the BEAUTY in everyone and EVERYthing.

UNHate 

Part of a United Colors of Benetton ad.  Always controversial, usually right on the mark; endlessly criticized.  This Christmas has been interesting because I have met some wonderful new friends reconnected with old, and visited places iv’e never been to.  I wouldn’t call it a gift perhaps it is a curse, but against my will I am forced to see the BEAUTY in everyone and EVERYthing.

Thanks-[Giving]

T: thank you to the one who breathes life into my lungs. Who wakes me, and makes me sleep. He controls the direction of my thoughts and directs my life. He loves me past my mistakes and sheds grace and light upon them.

H: he allows me to be exactly and ONLY the best version of myself. He sees the heart of me and still believes I’m beautiful. He sends me on a high reaching towards the climax wrapped in faith and security.

A: Allowing me opportunities to be something I knew I wanted, and others never dreamed I could be. Allowing me the ability to touch lives and be equally as changed by the wonderful souls he sends to walk with me on this path.

N: Never giving up on me. His faith is a never-ending well which he draws from daily. Never forgetting or deviating from the destiny he has written out he sends me fortitude and perseverance in every prayer.

S: Sending me family who, not perfect, but made so in the image of the one who loves us all. They helped shaped me and taught me what is true in life and what to value above all others. That is fellowship with one another.

Twins born and raised in Paris France. 

Creativity is Inter—racial/national.

D.O.P.E.

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mellifluouslagoon:

Sennheiser Eco-Vinyl Turntable

[designed by Matthew Lim]

This audio product is made from cost-effective materials (recyclable and biodegradable) without sacrificing its performance and hardware quality. It provides a balance between cost and quality.

A sweeping concept for a product that could breathe new life into vinyl. Designed to be portable, but functionally intended to bring high-quality audio. This is beautiful. Courtesy of theantidote.

(via chitoasetonamida)

Hannah Arendt’s book that reports on the escape of Adolf Eichmann to Argentina and his eventual discovery by the Isreali Secret Service  In which he was kidnapped and brought back to Jerusalem where he was subsequently placed on trial and sentenced to death.  The book reports on the personality and the psyche of the perpetrators of the Holocaust.  They were not all sociopaths or even particularly anti-Semitic they were normal people who simply “did their job”.  Hence the subtitle and last words of the last chapter are “The Banality of Evil”.

Hannah Arendt’s book that reports on the escape of Adolf Eichmann to Argentina and his eventual discovery by the Isreali Secret Service  In which he was kidnapped and brought back to Jerusalem where he was subsequently placed on trial and sentenced to death.  The book reports on the personality and the psyche of the perpetrators of the Holocaust.  They were not all sociopaths or even particularly anti-Semitic they were normal people who simply “did their job”.  Hence the subtitle and last words of the last chapter are “The Banality of Evil”.

Art Exhibit in Bellevue Washington just outside of Seattle.  Mock Hot Rods :)