Sleeping At Last

When heaven meets the earth, we will have no use for numbers to measure who we are and what we're worth. When heaven meets the earth, we will have no use for mirrors to tell us who to be and where we fit into this awkward point of view.

Well said, Jason Mraz

Go be that starving artist you’re afraid to be. Open up that journal and get poetic finally. Volunteer. Suck it up and travel. You were not born here to work and pay taxes. You were put here to be part of a vast organism to explore and create. Stop putting it off. The world has much more to offer than what’s on 15 televisions at TGI Fridays. Take pictures. Scare people. Shake up the scene. Be the change you want to see in the world.

I did some serious driving Sunday through Wednesday of this week: Fayetteville to Branson to Fayetteville to Eureka Springs to Fayetteville to Kansas City to Fayetteville, and therefore did some serious music listening.


So because of the fact that:

1. I spent tons of time with my iPod
2. I haven't posted in almost a week
3. I have a growing crack in my windshield that I don't feel like getting taken care of on a rainy Saturday
4. It is a rainy Saturday
5. I have really hard Orchestration homework I don't feel like doing

I am posting my most recent playlist.  Ready, go:

Blank White Page...Mumford & Sons

Oh, Death!...Pearl & The Beard

Tomato Soup...The Lonely Forest

5 Years Time...Noah & The Whale

Horchata...Vampire Weekend

July Flame...Laura Veirs

First Days of Spring...Noah & The Whale

Gasoline and Matches...Buddy & Julie Miller

Genesis 30:3...The  Mountain Goats

Blood...The Middle East

Raindrops...Jeff Pianki

Blinding...Florence + The Machine

Names That Fell...Zach Williams

Raindrops...Basement Jaxx

Searching...Speech Debelle

Not Going Anywhere...Keren Ann

The Book of Love...The Magnetic Fields

At Least I'm Not As Sad (As I Used To Be)...fun.

Boy Lilioki...Jonsi

Florence Foster Jenkins...The Everyday Visuals

This American Life podcast

mumford & sons

i feel confident in telling you that you'll love this song:

Can you lie next to her

And give her your heart, your heart

As well as your body

And can you lie next to her

And confess your love, your love

As well as your folly

And can you kneel before the king

And say I'm clean, I'm clean

But tell me now, where was my fault

In loving you with my whole heart

Oh tell me now, where was my fault

In loving you with my whole heart

A white blank page and a swelling rage, rage

You did not think when you sent me to the grave, the grave

You desired my attention but denied my affections, my affections

Lead me to the truth and I will follow you with my whole life

Lead me to the truth and I will follow you with my whole life

March 2

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at first i thought this was just the lame cup thing but it's actually really cool

Augusten Burroughs

I like flaws and feel more comfortable around people who have them. I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.