Mar 12, 2014


Visual Dare #52

To place your trust in the light of another, so they may lead you on the right path.  Even when caught in the cataclysms of instinct let your soul speak out and chase the ethereal swell of your own uplifting joy.  Climb to new heights and meet them at that precipice, adrenaline shooting you up with life before pushing you into freefall.  Make every decision so that it grows within you until it bursts into the fruition of the knowledge that you did it, you climbed that, you chased this, you drowned out the doubts screaming at your senses with pure throaty laughter.

Love, lose, run, work, experience, explore, listen, sing, dream, stay up all night and be carefree, careless, careful and happy.

Be happy.

Don't fall.

Hold tight and bare your teeth at the tremors trying to shake you.  It wouldn't be an adventure otherwise.

Listening to - Tribes
it always seems rough,
until you see who's waiting for you.
from sjp.

Mar 11, 2014



The ocean raked the shoreline, crying out for her in all its foaming madness, spraying salt from its lips in frustration.  Feeling unsteady on the pebbled coast she blinked her eyes angrily, holding back the pain that welled there.  They would tell her its just the sea following its tides, but she knew it wanted to break free, why else would it wear away at anything that stood in its way.  Each wave smothering the last in an attempt to escape, to fly freer than the last, only to crash upon itself, natures self destructive force.  That's all she was; another consumed by their own force, destined to destroy themselves.  "Is this what you want!" she cried out into the empty dawn.  Stooping down to gather a fistful of rocks she cast them violently into the receding water, watching them disappear beneath the churning surface.  Feeling breathless she rushed after them, the cold making her gasp as she stumbled into the ocean, waves in their currents taking turns to pull her out into the endless, only to come rushing back and shoving her to shore.  Her limbs like lead and her eyes stinging with salt all she did was let it, disappearing under the foamy water as the hard pebbles grated beneath her.

She didn't realise when she lay staring up at the clouds, tossed across the shore like driftwood, caught in the bright sunrise as it shaped the sky into a paling violet, so beautiful it burned in her veins.  Choking on salt water she scrambled across the pebbles out of the reach of the tormented ocean, letting out a resigned laugh as she watched the sky bear her colour.

I Can Make You Love Me - British India

don't let it define you,
let it breath through you.
from sjp.

Mar 5, 2014


I'm not insecure.

I'm trying.

But for me these are the same things.

I try not to try so nobody will see me fail.

Especially here.

It terrifies me to think of failing here.

Because it matters so much, if people were to look down on it, I might stop trying.

But I won't.

Because I'm not insecure.

I'm writing.

Sometimes work overwhelms me, and then there's study to do, people to connect with, bands to chase.  I don't always have the time to tend to this blog like I should, but I am constantly breathing these stories, trying to write.  Thanks again to everyone who sticks around.
from sjp.
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