The Weepies
Tom Petty
The Shins
Bob Dylan
Stacks
Jars of Clay
Cat Power
The Kooks
Lisa Hannigan
Sufjan Stevens
Regina Spektor
Damien Rice
The Smart Brothers
Joni Mitchell
Belle & Sebastion
Alexi Murdoch
The Swell Season
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
polish
"Let the Living never give up Hope"
a Polish saying retold by members of the Vilna Ghetto resistance during WWII.
a Polish saying retold by members of the Vilna Ghetto resistance during WWII.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Oscars
^Kelly and I...
^the hospitality house
^myself, Sean and Ari
^Remy and I, apparently this was our prom picture from 1974...ha!
I almost cried- okay, I actually cried when Jeff Bridges and Mo'Nique won for best leading actor and best supporting actress.
I can sleep- okay, I can write my paper in peace now.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Gospel Gossip
I heard there was perfection once.
Then the world became the world of war.
People believed there was a Gd who chose them to advocate for peace.
But the mediation became subjective, somewhere down the line.
So that Gd made Himself an advocate, to teach the right way to perfection.
The people thought ritual would ensue perfection.
But the advocate said it was love.
By demonstrating that love, he reversed the war-world by dying.
But a miracle happened.
Gd chose to save the people from war.
Some people live by ritual still. Some people have misunderstood the love story.
But the reality of that LOVE -> restoring perfection, is relevant.
And I have heard it from my friends.
I have experienced it for myself.
And that is why I believe that advocate is the perfecter of all things: making death into life.
Turning war into love.
And so it is...
Then the world became the world of war.
People believed there was a Gd who chose them to advocate for peace.
But the mediation became subjective, somewhere down the line.
So that Gd made Himself an advocate, to teach the right way to perfection.
The people thought ritual would ensue perfection.
But the advocate said it was love.
By demonstrating that love, he reversed the war-world by dying.
But a miracle happened.
Gd chose to save the people from war.
Some people live by ritual still. Some people have misunderstood the love story.
But the reality of that LOVE -> restoring perfection, is relevant.
And I have heard it from my friends.
I have experienced it for myself.
And that is why I believe that advocate is the perfecter of all things: making death into life.
Turning war into love.
And so it is...
... storms and sunshine ...
Storm:
The protests are underway. The excitement we had last night {vandalizing, giant uncontrollable dance party and inebriated messes} took away from my enthusiasm for protesting today. I am irritated that there is loud music outside my window and that I won’t be able to participate in the support for my Professors’ and Lecturers’ rights.
Sunshine:
My friend’s and I had lunch together and it was so nice. We laughed a lot. One of them is being prayed for by a stranger. I am reminded to pray for all of them. We waved our hands in the air when there was an awkward moment. I lost all inhibition. I love the freedom feeling. I ate a really tasty hamburger.
The protests are underway. The excitement we had last night {vandalizing, giant uncontrollable dance party and inebriated messes} took away from my enthusiasm for protesting today. I am irritated that there is loud music outside my window and that I won’t be able to participate in the support for my Professors’ and Lecturers’ rights.
Sunshine:
My friend’s and I had lunch together and it was so nice. We laughed a lot. One of them is being prayed for by a stranger. I am reminded to pray for all of them. We waved our hands in the air when there was an awkward moment. I lost all inhibition. I love the freedom feeling. I ate a really tasty hamburger.
Monday, March 1, 2010
march
Patty Griffin
Rain
Sylvia Plath
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
Rain
Sylvia Plath
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
books.
As I am sitting at my desk, procrastinating, I look at my bookshelf.
I find it ironic that my two Chuck Klosterman books are siting next to my two Henri Nouwen books. Then I have four Bibles in a row (JPS Tanakh, Hebrew NT, NIV travel, NLT) and next to them is the Communist Manifesto, Steinbeck, Vonnegut, Salinger, Lauren Winner, Elie Wiesel and then another Bible.
On the bottom of the shelf I have the Holocaust Encylcopedia, Shakespeare's collected works, Poe, Rob Bell, W.E.B. Dubois, five collections of Primary sources and historical textbooks, Erica Jong and Churchill.
I like my books.
Now, off to actually write two short pages for my "voices of European women" and a research paper proposal for another history class.
ciao...
I find it ironic that my two Chuck Klosterman books are siting next to my two Henri Nouwen books. Then I have four Bibles in a row (JPS Tanakh, Hebrew NT, NIV travel, NLT) and next to them is the Communist Manifesto, Steinbeck, Vonnegut, Salinger, Lauren Winner, Elie Wiesel and then another Bible.
On the bottom of the shelf I have the Holocaust Encylcopedia, Shakespeare's collected works, Poe, Rob Bell, W.E.B. Dubois, five collections of Primary sources and historical textbooks, Erica Jong and Churchill.
I like my books.
Now, off to actually write two short pages for my "voices of European women" and a research paper proposal for another history class.
ciao...
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