3 beautiful things (new sister, bitter pop culture, and fall out boy)

(1) keturah rose, born december 17th, is a very beautiful little sister.

(2) starbucks at christmastime. i actually think the bitter-choco-sweetened drinks taste better in the red cups. and they warm you. sister is a fan of st. arbucks too>

(3) alone with my thoughts. now that's a relatively rare occasion here at my parents' place. eleven children live here, and tonight a lot of relatives came for christmas dinner.
now its quiet. suddenly my sister decides she would like to read over my shoulder. shamelessly. oh well. i love her alot.
and i need to cue up some more fall out boy. the noise will continue, and i'll have no space for my own thinking. now that's a good method for avoiding depression. this is sideone, flip me over. i know i'm not your favorite record...


on break! three beautiful things

i just patched my favorite jeans with duct tape and the remnants of a not-so-lucky pair of jeans. they feel chill: )

we were a group of friends without classes. adrift on the icy streets of portland, we sang killers tunes and gave our coffee to a stranger. we hugged and skipped, talked and smiled. we looked longingly at the fire escapes, hoping for an opportunity to climb into the sky...
in our longing we realized ecstasy.
we long for snow,
for love,
for acceptance
and in this we found
ourselves very much alive.
the fulfillment is as follows: beacuse we long for snow, we imagine it, and all its beauty. that is snow. we are human because we long; and to share that is friendship. we long for acceptance together, and find it in our common longing - our friendships.

i'm so desperate to follow jesus. i am certain that i don't want to be just another perosn who's loved by god. i want to follow! i want to be a lover of god. god is a lover looking for a lover, so he fashioned me. god is a lover looking for a lover, so he formed my heart.


my japanese poem

smile for me
and my punch-drunk imagery
now i know what its like
to care for everyone and only love a few


3 beautiful things (from 11-15-08) theatrics, pb&c, the future

i came to cottage grove to watch Pajama Game, the high school play that my friend bekah was in last night. it was hilarious, riotous, well-acted, amusing, cute, and just overall chill. the afterparty at the vintage was all of those things as well.
i’m still in good ‘ol cg. i discovered that they serve the best coffee in the universe down at the coffee barn – peanut butter cappuccino with real peanut butter mixed in. these things are more chill than a mint gum commercial.
the future is not worth waiting for any more than adventure is worth staying for. the future is worth taking some action.


three beautifl things - rumi, friendship, uncertainty

we are studying rumi in world lit class. it is absolutely stunning what art can do to the mind. i had god pegged as an intellectual, and then i started to read... in such a short time, i feel like rumi and i are friends, tag-teaming it through cultures who muddle the pure creeks of spiritualism with their intellectual "findings." my prayer while i seek god these days is: i know what i've known, will you teach me what's true?

neo and i have an intensely beautiful friendship. its pretty rockin'.

why am i holding the world down beneath a glass slide? i want to let it live, breathe, find me out. instead i'm making vain attempts at smothering it in the name of knowing things for certain. uncertainty is beautiful, like appreciating the universe instead of understanding...
i want to move on from all that, instead of walking home, i want to walk. instead of saying "freaking wind, its too cold," i want to say"oh wind, breath of god..."


three beautiful things

wisdom - "buy the truth and sell it not; also wisdom, and instruction, and understanding."

truth - "and ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free... i am the way, the truth and the life."

peace - "if you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you will and it shall be done for you."


three beautiful things: mixtape death, following, cooking with josh

the scene was stirring: three kids in a mazda, struggling through the eleven o'clock fog. the mood somber, the vehicle puttering, the cd skipping. and that's how it came to be that we had need of retiring a mixed cd. tyler's mix. josh and i shouted a general explanation of life to tyler, then told him we're sorry, but his cd had to go. so through the misty monotone, we tossed his mixtape off of an overpass.

i love saying something that isn't quite true yet by faith until it becomes true. it comes in handy while following jesus. you've stolen my heart, yes you have...

josh and i made choc. chip pancakes. it was beautiful. and manly.


three beautiful things - paper, bacon, and accomplished street musicians

i stole this idea. "three beautiful things" is an exercise that my lit instructor (raymond pert) completes with regularity on his blog. however, i opined that it would be a good place to start.

first, a blank sheet of paper (in my this case, a text box). potential sees no bounds but the edge of the page.

bacon. my musical roommates and i were all cooking up the bacon that somebody left in the community fridge. the smell of three sizzling pans of fat pig meat, and the look on laurel's face when andrew dropped some on the floor, picked it up and threw it at brian. from there we discussed whether or not it was possible and/or gainful for tad to start laying giant eggs.

third: music. i found a low-key kind of an organic market, where i bought jam for pb&j. outside was a clean-cut and well-dressed guy with a guitar and harmonica. he said i looked just like his friend back in kentucky. i told him i was sorry, didn't have any change. he played anyway: how does it feel! to be on your own! like a rolling stone...