Monday, March 16, 2009

ocean.

the emotion and message in this solo resonates so clearly.
plus, it is one of the most, if not THE most incredible guitar solos i have ever seen.

bird-watching.



you could smell the earth waking up yesterday, in a riotous cacophony of chirps and in the warm breath of the wind. traded in my watch for a pair of binoculars to go bird-watching. to see the exquisite wonder of the staggering strangeness of the ordinary. fairy tales say that apples are golden only to refresh the forgotten moment when we found they were green. the make rivers run with wine only to make us remember, for one wild moment, that they run with water. they make us fly to make us remember that birds fly everyday.

where is that child inside that used to have the pure, unclouded brow and dreaming eyes of wonder?

listening to this duet as i lay, lazy in bed, wishing i had a lover of my own, researching and studying all i can on art therapy for my thesis due on friday.

happy monday, loves.