Where you are is somewhere else to someone else...
Walking into work a few days ago.
Chin: How do you feel today, my sir?
Me: I feel free.
C: How so?
M: I feel like all my debts have been paid, both financial and emotional. The water of my ocean is calm and at peace.
C: Really? That's excellent - you feel free!
M: Yeah, It's refreshing.
C: So how are you going to use this freedom? Because, you know, freedom is a form of power.
M: Wow. I've never thought of freedom as power. That is true, it is... I will have to let you know.
Have you ever considered that the poor beggars on the street who say “God bless you” as you walk by are quite possibly giving more to you with their words than you could ever give them with your money?
Worship isn’t music just like love isn’t kissing but where there is...– John Mark McMillan
Dear friends, far and wide, I’ll be sending another round of postcards over the coming weeks. Send me an address and I will write to you!
Creativity is not 'Look what I made' it's 'Look...
The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making...– Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country (via kateoplis)
My son, let not them depart from thine eyes: keep sound wisdom and discretion:...– Proverbs 3:21-24
Recovery: A Short Story by Two Cousins
My cousin Dina visited my brother Cabell and I in Boston for Thanksgiving this week. It was wonderful having her over. She looks so much like our mom, her being with us was like homesick medication. Before taking her to the airport this morning we stopped into Thinking Cup on the Boston Common for a quick couple cups of coffee. Whilst sipping away Dina and I played a literary game of air hockey with my phone and wrote this short story.
Me: The sun rose
Dina: A girl woke up
M: To music from Chopin on the radio
D: The coffee in the table was hot
M: And her windows were open
D: She likes the mornings but not this morning
M: But the sound of the ocean floating in on a cool breeze eases her mind
D: And Remains her home , but this wasn't her home
M: And then, the accident
D: The car , the crash and the silence
M: The pain in her legs every morning
D: And scars in her heart, still bleeding
M: Knowing that he is no longer there
D: And she will never see him again
M: : There is a knock at the door
D: She don't want to answer
M: Knock, knock, knock, knock
D: Who is this? And what they want? She wondered
M: A voice through the window "It's your mother, I know you're home"
D: The sound of her voice makes her relax and think that everything will be ok ... Someday
M: The End.
SHOW: THE THING | 11.28
From the people who brought you “New Sh*t”, comes a brand new show. Come to The Loft (921 Boylston St. Boston, MA) at 8:30pm on November 28th to hear beautiful sounding things from: Bigfoot Wallace Paige Chaplin Manasseh Israel Chris West Deni Hlavinka Jilian Medford Kevin Erskine Hadley Kennary Selina Elsie Featuring: Adam Kronowski, Parker McAnnally, Alec Alabado, and Tim...
Tacombi: Best tacoria in NYC.
Hurricane Sandy has turned this afternoon into an exploration of the great indoors. Which means I’ve been wandering through the photos I took this past summer and making little discoveries here and there that I’d like to share. Sidenote: All the cafe’s in Boston are closed - except for Thinking Cup - which I hear will be open until 6PM. I’ll have to stop there for some...
Certain things God makes blatantly obvious: Things equivalent to being placed in an empty room with one large canvas, brushes, paints, and ample time. In the face of some situations in life where our overarching trajectories lead toward undeniable places ‘What to do?’ becomes a foolish question.
When your story is ready for rewrite, cut it to the bone. Get rid of every ounce...– Stephen King
REALITY BOSTON | 9.16
Join this Sunday at our Worship Gathering in the South End of Boston. We gather at 10:30am at the Villa Victoria Center for the Arts at 85 W. Newton. What: Reality Boston Worship Gathering When: Sunday Mornings at 10:30am Where: 85 W. Newton St. Boston MA, 02118 COME!!!
Why I came back to Boston to finish school.
My son, hear the instruction of thy father, and forsake not the law of thy mother: For they shall be an ornament of grace unto thy head, and chains about thy neck. Proverbs 1:8-9
537 Days Ago I Moved Back To Boston
People who helped me: Mom Cabell Ryan Kevin Sofia Harry Jeremy Nick Jesse and Juliana Lyn Larry
JUNGLE FIRES PROMOTES DEMOCRACY! →
junglefires: HI BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! Our band needs your online votes!! We are running to be the winners of the UNregular Radio Battle of The Bands. Take two seconds and visit: http://www.unregularradio.com/index.php?option=com_jvotesystem&view=box&bid=31 Vote for Jungle Fires!! The Rally as it is called will be on 7/28 at 10:15 PM at McGanns Irish Pub! So vote every day, and come out to...
Remember back in elementary school when the kid running for student government said they’d get soda flowing in the water fountains…and you knew they were lying/it was impossible but you voted for them anyway. That’s where it all starts. #politics #idealism
Astoria, OR with my friends Ryan and Raechel: Happiness ‘12.