High Lights Clear view on the vista. Stars so close, You can reach out and kiss one. Bright waves roll easy and still Sparkle in it deep, Rude and sweet. Dream what you like, But you dare not sleep. The lights on the riverbanks They just must reach How much lessons that they teach For the bounty that they seek Angels over ancient [leaks] As the heavens just increase And the mountains surrender final call.

(Source: youjustinspiredme, via daphneemarie)

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Erykah Badu- The Healer

It’s one those days when my heart & head feel extra heavy. I just want to press fast forward and go back to feeling more carefree. I hate feeling this way; I want my soul to feel light and free to be however it shall be. I know avoiding certain issues I need to address isn’t helping. When did my life get so complicated? Booooooooo Growing up sucks! I hate the idea of face book, my friend wanted me to see her new baby and new life (basically); she moved away, had a couple babies and is married now…it’s crazy how we use to have so much in common and share every detail of our lives (including living together), now we barely speak. Anyways I signed up for face book to look at her page, only to sign in a couple days later to see a couple friend requests. Why is it that the people you worked so hard to forget and forgive always seem to be the ones popping up on these websites? As unimportant as they may seem now, they once meant something. I can be nostalgic at times, maybe even sometimes to a fault; however I always keep it moving. Why try to rekindle something that didn’t work for whatever reason in the first place? It’s pointless. There are so many wonderful people I have yet to meet, it would be a shame and a waste of a life to dwell on what once was. The past creeping up wouldn’t be such a big deal if the immediate future didn’t look so bleak. The difference between what I should do and what I want to do are internally conflicting. What if what’s best for you doesn’t make you happy?  Here I am sun shining, a beautiful breeze, and a comfy bed; perfectly content physically, yet my head is spinning. I just wish I knew what to do…..

If people gave you red paint and blue paint and a canvas and paintbrush and said, “Paint me something,” they’d probably expect demons and a smurf. But why can’t I just mix the colors together and make purple? Or why do I even have to use the brush? Why can’t I finger paint? Or why do I even have to use the canvas? I just think that people expect us to be limited in our thinking, but I don’t like to look at the world that way. I see a world of blurred lines and limitless creativity. That’s where evolution comes from. That’s where natural selection comes from. That’s just learning and gathering information and taking things to the next step. Don’t get me wrong-I don’t see everything in the world as all positive. But it all has the ability to be. You don’t know what the sunshine is until you kind of get caught in the rain.