Thursday, December 23, 2010

What is a friend?

"Love is the longing for the other half of yourself that you have lost." -Milan Kundera

Here is to my soul mate and my other self.
I owe you my life.

P.O.C. And R.E. forever, Madlin' Lucyk.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Some things are too beautiful to keep to yourself

Song of the Brightness of Water
From the depth—I came only to draw water
in a jug—so long ago, this brightness
still clings to my eyes—the perception I found,
and so much empty space, my own,
reflected in the well.
Yet it is good. I can never take all of you
into me. Stay then as mirror in the well.
Leaves and flowers remain, and each astonished gaze
brings them down
to my eyes transfixed more by light
than by sorrow.

-Karol Wojtyla

Tuesday, December 14, 2010


The fates really know how to weave their works.

It's cruel really, to want something so badly
With no means or ability to have it.

Ahh Tantalus, your punishment is my life.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

It is and it isn't a coincidence my nickname was Job

So, who can say that they have lost seven sons and seven daughters. Seven thousand sheep, five hundred yoke of oxen, five hundred she-asses... and so on an so forth.
Job, you have made me feel a lot better.

"Naked I came forth from my mother's womb,
and naked shall I go back again.
The Lord gave and the Lord
has taken away.
Blessed be the name of the Lord."

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

One thing I can trust:

I love Italy,
Italy loves me.
If she has any faults,
I am sure i'll never see.