'this is for the hearts still beating'
Trip Start
Sep 15, 2007
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Trip End
Dec 15, 2007
how to say goodbye? i think maybe that's what i've been trying to figure out these last three months. it's easy to let the routines of the everyday obscure the truth of the way we live our lives. it's easy to close our eyes to that which we cling to, what we let hold us back and drag us down. traveling is a total disconnection from the rigours of the daily grind, an energetic idleness. and in that wandering leisure there is the potential for self-knowledge. detached from the quotidian and the customary it's easier to see the chains and feel the weight...and so maybe easier to break free. i have been holding on to the past in various ways through many aspects of my life. i have contented myself with treading water. what looks like a lot of motion up close can be seen, from a distance, to be the mindless stirring of stagnant waters. and maybe i've done the best that i could given the circumstances. but i need to move on...and i need to let go.
and so i say goodbye (in this small way that might be a reflection of something larger) with someone else's words, jacob bannon of converge:
'i need you to be the strength of widows and sole survivors
i need you to be as fearless as new mothers and new fathers
i need you to be the hope of hearts who lost true love
i need you to be the might of their first kiss
i need a purpose and i need a reason
i need to know that there is trophy and meaning
to all we lose and all we fight for
to all our loves and our wars
keep breathing
keep living
keep searching
keep pushing on
keep bleeding
keep healing
keep fading
keep shining on
this is for the hearts still beating'
and so i say goodbye (in this small way that might be a reflection of something larger) with someone else's words, jacob bannon of converge:
'i need you to be the strength of widows and sole survivors
i need you to be as fearless as new mothers and new fathers
i need you to be the hope of hearts who lost true love
i need you to be the might of their first kiss
i need a purpose and i need a reason
i need to know that there is trophy and meaning
to all we lose and all we fight for
to all our loves and our wars
keep breathing
keep living
keep searching
keep pushing on
keep bleeding
keep healing
keep fading
keep shining on
this is for the hearts still beating'


Comments
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Your speaking words of so many minds who just can't say it, right. In the last few days if not hours, I've been changed and stumbling upon your entries has just added to what I thought would never come. A wall hit but with grace and serenity.