Thursday, July 24, 2008

Redefining a goal

I’m not sure where I lost sight, but at some point I forgot what I wanted. As each stage of my life changes I find something that reminds me, a song that says something that makes me remember what I wanted and where it has gone. Currently it is; Regina Spektor - The Call.

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
Til it was a battle cry

Remember what triggered the feeling. Remember how it opened your mind and took you places, remember the goal you drew from it. Scream your goal loud enough that you can hear it. Say it so often that you remember it, write it everywhere so you see it and never forget what you want.

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before


At some point you might think it’s a lost cause, the many changing faces of your life make everything seem different, but that’s stupid talk and you know you can make anything possible.

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war


This bit is the most important and hardest at the same time. Knowing who your friends are, hardest of all is dealing with the let down.

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Sometimes you have to start over, sometimes you have to start where you left off, but in the end you will succeed.

If you want it, if you need it bad enough, it shall be yours.

Monday, June 2, 2008

Feeling ...

today has made me feel like shit, and it was summed up by a youtube blogger that i watched today.

Feeling like you want to go stand in the rain, screaming as loud as you can, knowing no one will hear you.


the reason no one will hear you, its coz no one is listening.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

A Window...

I don’t have time,
Let’s take this moment,
Let’s run away,
Live a lifetime in one day.

djm, 4:07pm, 25/5/08.


When I was 12 my best friend told me she was dieing from cancer, that ‘they’ had told her, she has 6 months at best. To know someone your whole life and they can be gone so easily in so short of a time. To have 6 months to fit; the rest of your lives together.

She would be 23 this week.

You ask why I am full on as a friend, you ask my I demand so much time, it’s because there isn’t time. You ask why I take so many photographs, they’re the memories I with I had.

Live today, you don’t know where you’ll be tomorrow.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

... just a thought...










having a dick doesn't make you a man.













Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Thought for the year.




I'm a whore... but I'm pretty so its okay.





Tuesday, May 13, 2008

humm, in Newcastle, taking some time away from Armidale, the hole in the mountains. takeing in some concert, and some art gallery, and lots and lots of taking photos.

have fun where ever you are, but i know it won't be as much as i'm having.