That Song That Describes Your Entire Soul

Have you ever had a moment when you’re with the one person in the world you want to be with and the wind is blowing through your hair and the song that just describes your entire soul happens to come on and then the person you happen to want to be with happens to love the same song and suddenly you realize you’re listening to it together and no matter how crazy your life has gotten, there’s this one moment, this perfect moment where you could just say that no matter what happens nothing can take this moment away from me… and then something does.
-Roswell
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this is my life these days. messy. cluttered. but still desperately trying. i think everyone should give a long, hard listen to some solid beirut or andrew bird. or some christmas music. your choice.
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Up From This Sea

I am here swimming up from this sea beside you I am here I have always been here your true self I was never gone and through you thought it came from him it was really yourself your whole self entire swimming underwater all the time there beside you I was always there beside your gliding boats and your flapping boats and your humming grinding boats all along I have been alongside you I have always been here I never left.
-Evening
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Blissful Old Trees

But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees
-CS Lewis
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Autumn has brought new experiences, new people and old love. Everything I love about the changing seasons has come yet again: my family, my dearest friends, the 5, the trees, the colors, the crisp wind, the change in light at dusk, cool autumn rain. It's the anticipation for the cold, cozy days where I'm finally able to read a book and drink my tea. It's those days that I long for when I'm walking to class looking up at the leaves against the cold, dark stone of the buildings.
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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree”
-Emily Bronte
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Don't know why I'm still afraid, if you weren't real I would make you up
now. I wish that I could follow through, I know that your love is true, and deep as the sea. And right now, all your dreams are waking up, and right now I wish I could follow you to the shores of freedom where no one lives.
-Honey and the Moon

Creative Achievement

Periods of tranquility are seldom prolific of creative achievement. Mankind has to be stirred up.
-Alfred North Whitehead
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i feel as though i haven't had time to breathe in the past three weeks. school has been a whirlwind. changing relationships, food, schooling, jobs. the list goes on and on. yet i feel as though as long as i keep my center, my focus and my motives true to what i believe in, there isn't anything i can't do. lately i've been feeling the creativity pushing within me and it's so close to overflowing into my actual artwork..but i can't get to that point yet. i need a break. i really wish that there were some really great art museums to go to and get lost in. i miss the chicago institute. i also miss the beach on stormy days. it's better than getting a tan.
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We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.
-Frederick Keonig

A Waking Dream

Hope is a waking dream.
-Aristotle.



I miss Hope College. I miss the seasons there. I miss gathering. I miss the people.



Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.
-Romans 12:12

My Symphony

To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion;
to be worthy, not respectable; and
wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think
quietly, talk gently, act frankly...to listen to stars and buds, to babes and
sages, with open heart; await occasions,
hurry never...this is my symphony.
- william henry channing
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there are only a few weeks left of summer and i feel as though they're going to flash before my eyes before i can even take the chance to blink. it's been quite the summer and i feel completely ready for school and fall to start. i am anticipating the days for the crisp breeze and the sun to dance around the falling leaves while i wear jackets, sweaters, boots and thick jeans. it will be simply lovely and that is MY symphony.
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Hope

Ode to Hope
-John Keats

When by my solitary hearth I sit,
And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom;
When no fair dreams before my "mind's eye" flit,
And the bare heath of life presents no bloom;
Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head!

Whene'er I wander, at the fall of night,
Where woven boughs shut out the moon's bright ray,
Should sad Despondency my musings fright,
And frown, to drive fair Cheerfulness away,
Peep with the moonbeams through the leafy roof,
And keep that fiend Despondence far aloof!

Should Disappointment, parent of Despair,
Strive for her son to seize my careless heart;
When, like a cloud, he sits upon the air,
Preparing on his spell-bound prey to dart:
Chase him away, sweet Hope, with visage bright,
And fright him as the morning frightens night!

Whene'er the fate of those I hold most dear
Tells to my fearful breast a tale of sorrow,
O bright-eyed Hope, my morbidfancy cheer;
Let me awhile thy sweetest comforts borrow:
Thy heaven-born radiance around me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head!

Should e'er unhappy love my bosom pain,
From cruel parents, or relentless fair;
O let me think it is not quite in vain
To sigh out sonnets to the midnight air!
Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head!

In the long vista of the years to roll,
Let me not see our country's honour fade:
O let me see our land retain her soul,
Her pride, her freedom; and not freedom's shade.
From thy bright eyes unusual brightness shed
Beneath thy pinions canopy my head!

Let me not see the patriot's high bequest,
Great Liberty! how great in plain attire!
With the base purple of a court oppress'd,
Bowing her head, and ready to expire:
But let me see thee stoop from heaven on wings
That fill the skies with silver glitterings!

And as, in sparkling majesty, a star
Gilds the bright summit of some gloomy cloud;
Brightening the half veil'd face of heaven afar:
So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud,
Sweet Hope, celestial influence round me shed,
Waving thy silver pinions o'er my head!
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A Commemoration

A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked
-Bernard Meltzer
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pardon my wisdom teeth cheeks ;)
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i feel as though it's time to commemorate the people in my life that keep me going besides my family and God. they're beautiful individuals and i would literally be nowhere without their influence, laughter, guidance, and love.
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meet my best friends. they are my life and i am theirs. i don't know how lucky i got with getting six beautiful best friends who are more sisters than friends, but somehow i did. they make me laugh, they cry with me and give me a high five when i do something memorable.
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Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends.
-Unknown
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it's truly amazing when you can find one person in a lifetime that will stick by you even when you completely fail at life. my best friends love me, and i love them.