"Settle...settle for anything and you're doomed. My biggest fear in life is being mediocre. You can't be willing to settle for anything and especially for less than we deserve. We should strive for greatness. Life is too short. Anything less than extraordinary is a waste of mytime."
-- Ione Skye - Dreams for an Insomniac
Friday, August 22, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Burn out the day, Burn out the night, I'm Burning for you - Blue Oyster Cult
Passion is an infinite resource, like love, like hate, like hope. You can dampen the fire, but you can't put it out. When it sleeps, the fire kept you warm. Like some sappy story of a flower beneath snowfall waiting for spring, it burned low, but the fire was still there.
You'd see art and it would stir. The music would play and the fire would climb up your spine until the commercial came on. But we forget, those that burn, that the fire never dies, it is eternal and immortal as we are, waiting to waken.
When the passion rises, when you want to stretch your arms wide, when you dance while you are playing pool -- do it, surrender to it. Stretch your arms wide and feel the heat in your body again and watch the fire engulf you and burn everything you touch.
Fire is pure, it cleanses, ash remains where there was nothing worth having, gold and iron and silver smelt and become pure. Fire calls to fire, in the end there are only those that burn and those that watch the fire.
Burn for me, I'll burn for you.
Burn with me.
You'd see art and it would stir. The music would play and the fire would climb up your spine until the commercial came on. But we forget, those that burn, that the fire never dies, it is eternal and immortal as we are, waiting to waken.
When the passion rises, when you want to stretch your arms wide, when you dance while you are playing pool -- do it, surrender to it. Stretch your arms wide and feel the heat in your body again and watch the fire engulf you and burn everything you touch.
Fire is pure, it cleanses, ash remains where there was nothing worth having, gold and iron and silver smelt and become pure. Fire calls to fire, in the end there are only those that burn and those that watch the fire.
Burn for me, I'll burn for you.
Burn with me.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Wanted
I want to go to Africa, I want to dance through life again, I want to never feel fear, I want every head to turn when i walk into a room again, I want to build something that will live after me, I want to be a great man and not just play one with plumbing in his hand, I want to love like it's my last breath, I want to spread my arms and walk through the corridors of the world and have the fire in my hands burn everything it touches, I want to be remembered, I want to do things that make a difference again, I want to live in fire.
Burn with me
Burn with me
Thursday, August 7, 2008
O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention. - Henry V
Inspiration comes in many forms. To speak and be driven to sing. To walk and come to dance. To share experience and hunger to know, truly know. Life is funny, you never know what will happen, you can stand on the sidelines and watch or you can burn.
No matches required.
Burn with me
No matches required.
Burn with me
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