Helium

And the real question is are you happy with the company you keep when youre truly alone? Calm and clear. Tell yourself the truth. Honesty is your best quality, lifts you like helium. Honest and gravity-less. Wise beyond your years is being truthful to yourself. You know what you need to do, all the answers reside inside of you. No such thing as lock and key, figure yourself out. Stand completely perpendicular to this earth. Happiness is beauty. Beauty is what survives when there is nothing left. No strings, no connections, just you, bare you.

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A song for Friday

Sound of Summer

How do you measure things from the past? Looking back to look forward, bittersweet as per usual. Milan Kundera once wrote "In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine," I would have to agree. A wise man's wisdom. And we talked about what was and what is, what a difference between the two. I would never go there again. To lose ones self is the highest form of self disrespect. Happiness is calmness. Some days will be better than others, but always hold your center. The ones that passed are held in songs tied to your memory, freshly stinging like a papercut. The song ends, the papercut heals. In twenty minutes I bet youll forget which finger was cut, all youll remember is that for a split second it hurt. The present is a funny thing. How often do we look at where we are and not at where we were or will be? Not enough, for sure. Focus on today, on the now. Days are wasted by looking at tomorrow. You came from yesterdays, yesteryears, and now youre here, in front of me, like still water. A new you, a new me. Something feels sure, certain, stable. Lately laughter consumes about half of my days. Laugh so hard that you gladly accept the wrinkled laugh lines and crows feet at twenty-five. Mmm the sound of summer.

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Summer Love

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