To see what matters.

My Beloved Brother,


You are my eternal best friend.
You have loved me at my worst and loved me at my best.
You've been there to scrape me up off the ground when I let myself get trampled.
You've been there through all my joys, smiling right along with me.
You are my definition of trust.
You are my spirit, I carry you with me always.
I would gladly, and without hesitance, conquer the world with you if you asked it of me.
You understand me more then any other human will be able to.
We have infinite shared experiences that have shaped us into who we are.
I support you in your endeavors, 
but I wish you would just stay put or take me with you.
You have a burning light in you to share with the world, 
and I hope people will see what I can.
You are the morning sun amidst a frozen wasteland.
You are everything I hope to be and everything I am.
You are understanding.
You are adventure.
You are laughter.
You are true.


To end this In your own perfect words,
"You know that I wouldn't be who I am today if it weren't for you.
You've shown me unconditional love and friendship.
Our bond will never weaken and we will always be the best person in each other's lives."

You know what this is.

The seemingly eternal knot in the gut
so in constant need for the melody of contact.
For awareness.
A feeling of mutual sight.
Scherzo of the universe flesh
With the soul at 500 degrees.
A panoramic view of consciousness,
a rendition of the sensible memory
The void of else; exquisitely wind inhabited.
For execution of knowledge
So instantaneous and unhurried; such abnormal exaction.
When inscribed reflection unites...
Abating aimless selflessness.
A oneness; transforming of retrospect.

Boring.

Boring only, is the accuser's state of mind... rather then an adjective to describe the accused.

Thoughts for yours

Where can I go to fall off the edge of the Earth for awhile?
Somewhere where I can be understood?
Taken in… to breath me
Where all is so fleeting
Is it possible to really be seen?
Enough force
Enough pretending
If all is coming or going towards nothing
I shall accept and be accepted by
Where all thoughts are… we are human
Revel in the relaxing and tensing of
Motions to pull and stretch our mind
Letting go of such tight embrace, the thoughts of others
See the beauty if you can escape
For only what is pure mind is known
I am certain
I am sound through nature
Tangled.




Where can I go to fall?
Off the edge of the Earth?
For a while, somewhere.
Where?
I can be understood, taken in.
To breath me it is possible.
To really be seen enough.
Force Enough.
Pretending if all is coming or going.
Towards nothing I shall accept.
And be accepted by where?
All thoughts are, we are.
Human revel in the relaxing.
And tensing of motions to pull and stretch.
Our mind letting go of
Such tight embrace.
The thoughts of others see the beauty
If you can escape for only what is pure,
Mind is known, I am.
Certain I am sound,
through nature tangled.

Some lovely inspiration.

A lovely room by Ikea. I love the shelf display above the headboard. And that bed looks so cozy I want to go dive in and fall asleep!

And check out this stuffed-to-the-brim living room. Found here. The couch? No thanks. Random art covering the entire wall? Yes please!

Now, I've always considered myself a tom boy. I'd much rather put on jeans and a t-shirt and go to a rock show then get all dressed up and go to a ball. I own one single pair of heels that aren't even that fancy, and I've worn them maybe four times. I don't get my nails done because long nails would interfere with my guitar playing. And I have never had a pedicure in my life. But... my favorite color is pink, and there something about a glamorous and girly bedroom that will always make me smile. I can only hope my daughter will want a lovely pink and frilly room one day, because I would never dream of torturing my husband with a bedroom like the one pictured below =)

Right here.

The next two pictures have to do with my love for the idea of a bathtub in a bedroom. Sounds a bit odd, but if done right, could be amazing. Who doesn't love a long, warm, relaxing soak in a bubble filled tub? Picture scented candles, calming music, a low light and charming chandelier overhead, and maybe even a glass of wine. Wouldn't that be more relaxing if done in a cozy and inviting room with a better view then tile and a toilet? Yes. Bathtubs are for bathrooms, and for kids who splash; so lets call these "roomtubs"...for adults who want to take a load off and enjoy a good book. I want a roomtub. Don't you?

Right here.

Right here.