Not yet. Wait until Summer.
Just went on a late-night internet rabbit hole binge with periods of nostalgia, picture-looking, and old-writing reading, and new writing.
9 days.
“Crying is one of the highest devotional songs. One who knows crying, knows spiritual practice. If you can cry with a pure heart, nothing else compares to such a prayer. Crying includes all the principles of Yoga.”
Kripalvanandji
“Being a geek is all about your own personal level of enthusiasm, not how your level of enthusiasm measures up to others. If you like something so much that a casual mention of it makes your whole being light up like a halogen lamp, if hearing a stranger fondly mention your favorite book or game is instant grounds for friendship, if you have ever found yourself bouncing out of your chair because something you learned blew your mind so hard that you physically could not contain yourself — you are a geek.”
The Mary Sue
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And I wonder if you wonder, or did your stars finally explode?
Did the thunder pull you underneath the haze?
I’m amazed, then I let go.
Little minds let little pain burn big old dreams with little flames.
” LITTLE LYRICS - SOMETHING CORPORATE
“And always stay true to your own values, no matter how disorienting or overwhelming the forces around you. Adolescence is just a blip in the span of a lifetime. Your future is wide open. Use it wisely.”
Julia Scheeres - Author of Jesus Land and A Thousand Lives
“Escuela Caribe had inadvertently given me an appreciation for Latin culture—whose passionate exuberance was the welcome antithesis of my Teutonic background—and I was majoring in Spanish.”
Jesus Land by Julia Scheeres, p. 350
“Life may not be fair, but when you have someone to believe in, life can be managed, and sometimes, even miraculous.”
Jesus Land by Julia Scheeres, p. 348
“It was about celebrating the whole human — both physical prowess and the spiritual, artistic side,”
London 2012 Festival and Cultural Olympiad in Britain - NYTimes.com
Spring Break 2012 with Krista G.
Monday: get here, drop stuff off, go on downtown loop: SF MOMA?, Ferry building, Fisherman’s Wharf, Pier 39. Cut down to Chinatown for dinner and North Beach for drinking and geeking out at Citylights Bookstore and Vesuvio—where the Beats published and hung out.
Tuesday: Bus to my school in the Marina and walk/run through Crissy field and its dogs :) and to the Golden Gate Bridge, across it, and back. Go home, shower, be lazy in the Castro and Mission, which is where I live.
Wednesday: Wednesday night is a weekly poetry slam in Berkeley that is really, really fun. It fills up fast though, so I was thinking we could just spend the day in Berkeley, checking out the university (they have a really cool art museum) and the area around it and then head to the bar to post up for the show! Josh will meet us there.
Thursday: Golden Gate Park—botanical gardens, tea garden, DeYoung Museum and/or Academy of Sciences, USF and Emily. Haight St? (Really, NBD, but I feel like you have to at least see it). Out in the mission with Josh and Oakland friends?
Friday: Get a car and on the way up, have breakfast at Cliffhouse? Go to Sutro baths (beautiful photo opp!). Go across the bridge and hike in the redwoods! And then, some friends might be having a barbecue up in Marin. Mucho sunshine! Possibly sleep in Oakland at Josh’s because he lives super close to the race.
Saturday: Race. I guess I’m registered, but I haven’t received any information about it. haha so I guess we just show up that morning and get the stuff. We will probably stay Friday night at Josh’s house because he lives a few blocks away from where the race starts. After the race, we can be be lazy somewhere or finish up anything we haven’t done. Try to run in sideways run, decide not to. Get race T-Shirts, take hot shower, go to Napa and wine taste!
Sunday: Probably preparing for school, from cool coffee shop to cool coffee shop. Cooking in Oakland for the week, getting Josh to take us to the airport. Crying because I don’t wanna go back.
Ok! I know that this is all very OCD and overwhelming, but I haven’t had time to enjoy San Francisco in so long, so I just wanted to make sure we do everything. Also, being carless necessitates planning things by area. Let me know if i missed anything.
See you tomorrow!!!!
“.L. Doctorow once said that ‘writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.’ You don’t have to see where you’re going, you don’t have to see your destination or everything you will pass along the way. You just have to see two or three feet ahead of you.”
Anne Lamott
A bad run is better than no run.
“Doing less meaningless work, so that you can focus on things of greater personal importance, is NOT laziness. This is hard for most to accept, because our culture tends to reward personal sacrifice instead of personal productivity.”
Timothy Ferriss
“Everyone is related to the world through something. I through words… before I stopped writing, words had become treacherous and untrustworthy to me. And then, without announcement they began assembling quietly and they slipped down my pencil to the paper - not the tricky, clever, lying, infected words - but simpler, stately, beautiful, old with dignity and fresh and young as that bird wakes me with a song as old as the world and announces every day as a new thing in creation. My love and respect and homage for my language is coming back. Here are proud words and sharp words and words as dainty as little girls and stone words needing no adjectives as crutches. And they join hands and dance beauty on the paper.”
John Steinbeck, A Life in Letters (via annabelsmith)
Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal by Christopher Moore
- Joshua: You drill us every day in the same movements, we practice the same brush strokes over and over, we chant the same mantras, why? So that these actions will become natural, spontaneous, without being diluted by thought, right?
- Gaspar: Yes
- Joshua: Compassion is the same way. That's what the yeti knew. He loved constantly, instantly, spontaneously without thought or words. That's what he taught me. Love is not something you think about, it is a state in which you dwell. That was his gift.
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