a piece of well-constructed poetry.

I believe in living.I believe in the spectrum of Beta days and Gamma people.I believe in sunshine.In windmills and waterfalls,tricycles and rocking chairs.And i believe that seeds grow into sprouts.And sprouts grow into trees.I believe in the magic of the hands.And in the wisdom of the eyes.I believe in rain and tears.And in the blood of infinity.I believe in life.And i have seen the death parade march through the torso of the earth,sculpting mud bodies in its path.I have seen the destruction of the daylight,and seen bloodthirsty maggots prayed to and saluted.I have seen the kind become the blind and the blind become the bind in one easy lesson.I have walked on cut glass.I have eaten crow and blunder bread and breathed the stench of indifference.I have been locking by the lawless.Handcuffed by the hater.Gagged by the greedy. And, if i know any thing at all,it's that a wall is just a wall and nothing more at all.It can be broken down.I believe in living.I believe in birth.I believe in the sweat of loveand in the fire of truth.And i believe that a lost ship,steered by tired, seasick sailors,can still be guided home to port.

* words by reststops.livejournal.com/
* image by Bueller via Poppytalk

bavarian sugar cookies.

“as harold took a bite of bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be okay. sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank god for bavarian sugar cookies. and, fortunately, when there aren’t any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten danish, soft-spoken secrets, and fender stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. and we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. they are here to save our lives. i know the idea seems strange, but i also know that it just so happens to be true.”
-stranger than fiction.
*image from little-doodles.blogspot.com