there aren’t kinds of love. love is love. there are only degrees of love. love is trusting, accepting and believing, without guarantee. love is patient and waits, but it’s an active waiting, not a passive one. for it is continually offering itself in a mutual revealing, a mutual sharing. love is spontaneous and craves expression through joy, through beauty, through truth, even through tears. love lives the moment. it’s neither lost in yesterday nor does it crave for tomorrow. love is now!
and now im just another mark on the map of places you have been.
new year. new songs. new rhymes.
click it. and share the love.
If I were to choose between pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
added another asian to the blogroll….. hongrui from luoyang, china.
i hate that this is somewhat true.
this is created to be listened to inside of a car with the volume turned up to an extremely high decibel.
*special bonus mix!*
just for you. and just because it’s christmas.
get them here and here.
and right now i dont want to.
now i want to.