on a rare clear night, when I can see the moon, I go out on my deck and watch
the muddy wishkah on its short trip to the sea, rolling by like a stream of melted milk chocolate.
kurt cobain never slept under this bridge. he would have drowned in mud.
the bridge over the Chehalis would have been much more comfortable, spacious,
safe from rising tides.
it is a good story, I guess, one I understand kurt told himself.
Sometimes I get jumpy at the most random things during the day, such as a leaf falling in front of me, etc.
Though, just a few Mondays ago I was on my usual routine of walking the pets at night since my class gets out at 5 and I am half hour away from my house and have to commute back, so I get to walking the pets at 6 and I have a head lamp on since it is dark out and it's also chilly out so I could see my breath and what not. So I finish with walking the dogs and there is this poop
I have often wondered the 'WHY' of the world. In particular the reasons we uphold the values and ideals which we have come to formulate through out our lives.
Why do some people for example display aggression when and ideal or belief they hold is challenged? Is this a reaction of fear? A reaction of anger at having their own motives and actions questioned?
Why is it that two people raised in the same household with the same values instilled upon them can have two totally
residing in the lost and lonely places is an exile into loveliness.
peace is there, in the silence, broken only by the ripple of a dark pond.
water of sorrows and blackened tears, it shines, and sorrow becomes something beautiful.
it is a salve on my scars, it is a balm to the broken pieces.
go there, when your heart is hurting, into the peace of the wild,
as a child of earth,
and let the Mother hold you.
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