I believe all humans possess a certain aura of energy. And contained within this energy is our ego, karma, and desire. When energy counterparts converge there is a bond formed. For some reason there becomes a powerful attraction. Stronger than magnetic fields. The desire pushes forward the good karma, and destroys the bad so long as the two energies remain together: The ego becomes one. At this point, endless possibilities exist within the aura of communal energy. As long as the ego remain one, there will be no pain or bad karma. Only peaceful existence. Love.
Nick
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Goodbye July
Goodbye July,
You've been much too kind.
You gave me sunshine, fireworks, perfect beach days, parties with beautiful people, with beautiful ideas, music constantly flowing from the bar to my bed, kissing me with the sweet sounds of crickets, friendships grow like the flowers in my mother's garden, the garden in which I shed my sweat to help grow, alongside my most beloved person, an understanding of how to love, happiness in each day, rainy summer days (never too bad), a new pair of running shoes, roads to run down, and up, guitar songs, 10 books to add to my "read list", famous people to meet (but what is fame really? being known? I know the whole world exists, your all famous!), a new wardrobe of bizarre clothes, pizza, ice cream, and beer, what else do you need as my mom would say?
Thanks July,
You've been much too kind.
This band is called Delorean, they are from Spain, and are amazing. Enjoy. They are playing in boston on my birthday, anyone who wants to come let me know! :)
You've been much too kind.
You gave me sunshine, fireworks, perfect beach days, parties with beautiful people, with beautiful ideas, music constantly flowing from the bar to my bed, kissing me with the sweet sounds of crickets, friendships grow like the flowers in my mother's garden, the garden in which I shed my sweat to help grow, alongside my most beloved person, an understanding of how to love, happiness in each day, rainy summer days (never too bad), a new pair of running shoes, roads to run down, and up, guitar songs, 10 books to add to my "read list", famous people to meet (but what is fame really? being known? I know the whole world exists, your all famous!), a new wardrobe of bizarre clothes, pizza, ice cream, and beer, what else do you need as my mom would say?
Thanks July,
You've been much too kind.
This band is called Delorean, they are from Spain, and are amazing. Enjoy. They are playing in boston on my birthday, anyone who wants to come let me know! :)
Thursday, July 29, 2010
The Big Prize
You ever find money in your pocket to your complete and pleasant surprise? It's a great fucking feeling right! Well, lately I feel like I've been finding lots of metaphorical money in the pockets of my life. Life has a funny way of going up, up, up for me and then plummeting downwards. :( but lately I've just taken everything as it comes and the surprise dollar bills I've been discovering have been true blessings. I'm huge believer in fate, and I have a theory that a certain night has changed the course of my life forever. And for the better. This night took place at my second home in providence, Lupos Heartbreak Hotel. July 6th, The Flaming Lips blasted pounds of yellow confetti and as I leaped in the air, catching falling pieces, I felt this love in my heart, a happiness, a peace. I realized that in life, it makes no sense to carry burdens or pains, because in reality, we're living each and everyday. Isn't it much nicer to live life with a smile and a view always on the bright side? Wayne Coyne said at the end of the show, something I will never forget: "You all might have come her tonight with some sort of pain, something bothering you, just things not going so well, but that's all gone now, all that pain is gone, and we're all here together, right now. I want you to sing this next song as loud as you can!" The lips then burst into "Do You Realize" and as a line in the song elegantly puts, "the happiness makes you cry". I smiled as a tear rolled down my face. It was truly life changing. Inspiring. Transcendent almost. But the song perfectly captured all my emotions and erupted them into a mess of confetti and sublime happiness. An experience like this only happens a few times in one's life, so it is important to meditate on the meaning, the symbol, the fate behind its power. That night i found an hundred dollar bill in my pocket (which mean's it didn't come from me; fact: I've never possessed an hundred dollar bill), and it was the happiest of surprises. I've been slowly spending it in my life since then, but I feel it will never run out. My love will never run out. So I encourage all of you, to search the pockets of your own life for the big prize, and when you find it, cherish it!
Love,
nick
This song will forever give me goosebumps and make me cry tears of joy in my <3.
Love,
nick
This song will forever give me goosebumps and make me cry tears of joy in my <3.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Plunges into the freezing sea
Peekaboo! Here i am! :)
Its been forever since i've posted on this barely read blog. Sorry to my four readers! But anyhooo, life is splendid. This summer has been pretty much a majestic gift put into my tiny hands. Here are the things that have made my summer great, and things i have learned (no particular order):
FIRES!
PIZZA and a bottle of wine.
TOTALLY could live at the beach!
DRIVING is really easy.
BONNAROO is fucking awesome!
NEW friends make me happy.
STARS and lips make me super happy. ;)
FLAMING lips make me super super happy!
MARGARINE is way better than butter.
SOUTH has basically no laws.
HAPPINESS is easy to find if you love everyone.
VINYL will never die.
RUNNING free is the way to go.
MEDITATION free's the mind.
KILL the ego.
SELF-SUFFICIENT meals taste way better.
JIM morrision is the man.
WORK will always suck.
HOMELESSNESS is an option.
ANYONE can kiss me and I'll like it.
LARGE world, not small world.
EXPLORATION of mind and soul.
POETS die young.
FOOD is not needed to survive.
ANTIBIOTICS work miracles.
MAKE music, not money.
LOVE is endless.
BEER is cheap.
DANCING is always fun.
NUDITY is normal.
BLUE jays are my favorite bird.
STRAWBERRIES taste so sweet in the summertime.
SONIC exists.
MUSIC can change lives.
TENNESSEE should be closer.
MONEY should be burned with drugs.
CHAIRS are really comfortable beds.
ARTISTS provoke the unknown.
BEACH hair gives me great volume.
UH, yeah...
love,
nick
This band is called Puro Instinct (formerly known as Pearl Harbor). I saw them play the other night in Boston with Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti and Magic Kids. They are really great and su-peer cool (pronounce that with a french accent and it'll make sense).
Its been forever since i've posted on this barely read blog. Sorry to my four readers! But anyhooo, life is splendid. This summer has been pretty much a majestic gift put into my tiny hands. Here are the things that have made my summer great, and things i have learned (no particular order):
FIRES!
PIZZA and a bottle of wine.
TOTALLY could live at the beach!
DRIVING is really easy.
BONNAROO is fucking awesome!
NEW friends make me happy.
STARS and lips make me super happy. ;)
FLAMING lips make me super super happy!
MARGARINE is way better than butter.
SOUTH has basically no laws.
HAPPINESS is easy to find if you love everyone.
VINYL will never die.
RUNNING free is the way to go.
MEDITATION free's the mind.
KILL the ego.
SELF-SUFFICIENT meals taste way better.
JIM morrision is the man.
WORK will always suck.
HOMELESSNESS is an option.
ANYONE can kiss me and I'll like it.
LARGE world, not small world.
EXPLORATION of mind and soul.
POETS die young.
FOOD is not needed to survive.
ANTIBIOTICS work miracles.
MAKE music, not money.
LOVE is endless.
BEER is cheap.
DANCING is always fun.
NUDITY is normal.
BLUE jays are my favorite bird.
STRAWBERRIES taste so sweet in the summertime.
SONIC exists.
MUSIC can change lives.
TENNESSEE should be closer.
MONEY should be burned with drugs.
CHAIRS are really comfortable beds.
ARTISTS provoke the unknown.
BEACH hair gives me great volume.
UH, yeah...
love,
nick
This band is called Puro Instinct (formerly known as Pearl Harbor). I saw them play the other night in Boston with Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti and Magic Kids. They are really great and su-peer cool (pronounce that with a french accent and it'll make sense).
Monday, March 29, 2010
Emergency Poncho!
Rain. So much rain. Wet. So very wet. Poncho. All problems solved (almost). I don't understand why more people don't use ponchos. They are quick, easy, practical - what else could you ask for? Ok if it came with a free joint or something that'd be sweet - that's just those Mexican ones though, oh wait I've got one of those too! Safe to say Ponchos rock. $1 ocean state job lot. chyeah.
Haven't written here in quite a while. Been pretty busy, busy doing nothing and everything all at the same time and still not being able to fit in the right stuff. I'll figure it out eventually, I just need to finagle the clocks just right so that I can fit everything in as I see it my mind. Then it will be beautiful; I will be beautiful. Like a poncho or something. Twirling in the rain. Exhilarating, exhausting heavy gasps of temperate ecstasy. Holding back from running free. Someday soon it will come, and there will be brilliant fields of flowers, beer cans, kit-kat wrappers, and perfume scented air floating softly into our whiskered noses. It will be warm, 80 degrees, and we'll all be smiling. You'll all be there, smiling, laughing, enjoying life before the end.
Thats what I see coming.
Thats all I want to see.
Springtime wishes
May the sunshine melt
away my $1 poncho
into a beautiful puddle
of innocent tranquility,
and spread its colors
on the flowering trees.
Love Always,
nick
Local Natives = my current obsession, great music, very fleet fox-ish, but completely their own sound, great harmonizing, catchy stuff.
Haven't written here in quite a while. Been pretty busy, busy doing nothing and everything all at the same time and still not being able to fit in the right stuff. I'll figure it out eventually, I just need to finagle the clocks just right so that I can fit everything in as I see it my mind. Then it will be beautiful; I will be beautiful. Like a poncho or something. Twirling in the rain. Exhilarating, exhausting heavy gasps of temperate ecstasy. Holding back from running free. Someday soon it will come, and there will be brilliant fields of flowers, beer cans, kit-kat wrappers, and perfume scented air floating softly into our whiskered noses. It will be warm, 80 degrees, and we'll all be smiling. You'll all be there, smiling, laughing, enjoying life before the end.
Thats what I see coming.
Thats all I want to see.
Springtime wishes
May the sunshine melt
away my $1 poncho
into a beautiful puddle
of innocent tranquility,
and spread its colors
on the flowering trees.
Love Always,
nick
Local Natives = my current obsession, great music, very fleet fox-ish, but completely their own sound, great harmonizing, catchy stuff.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Trains, Circles, Peace Oh MY!!!!
So It has been quite a while since my last post, and things have been quite interesting, both good and bad. This is gonna be a long post so I'm gonna write it in 3 chapters. Enjoy.
CHAPTER 1 -- Riding Trains Backwards
Three weeks ago I payed a visit to a friend in Worcester, Massachusetts, and rather than driving 45 minutes like a normal person, I choose to take the train. There were two options: 1) Hop onto a moving cargo train running on the Providence-Worcester rail line, or 2) Take a commuter rail to Boston, then to Worcester. Due to a combination of lack of experience and motivation I scratched #1 from the list (although I still dream of one day accomplishing such a feat) and so I choose the latter. 2 hours later I was in Worcester. The visit itself was quite unmemorable, pretty routine stuff, beers and pizza. The train rides were the experience highlights of the trip, as I stared out the window of the train on my way home I watched things fly by and seeing them fade into the distance - "riding the train backwards!" It was amazing to think of how so much of my life comes down to the same idea: I was never riding forwards, looking ahead to the future, but I was always stuck facing backwards, staring at the past, never seeing what lies ahead. Time to move forward.
CHAPTER 2 - Circles
In this section I explore the possibility of having already lived... pretty far out, I know. But think about each time you've experienced the "phenomenon" of deja vu. Something occurs, in which you feel within has occurred before. Was it the past? Or was it the future? Why couldn't it be both? Maybe the reason what you see is so familiar is because you have actually already experienced it. I'm a big believer in the circle. Its a perfect shape. You start anywhere on its perimeter and follow it along, and eventually you will hit the same point again. Maybe I used to be a flower, or perhaps a squirrel, and at some point my circle went around and at the end I came out a kid. The next time you kill a spider, remember you only end one of his lives.
CHAPTER 3 - Pieces of peace
How can a person, a country, a world be happy without peace? It is the true happiness of the mind and soul. If we are all children of this world where has the harmony gone? My own life has hit times of depression and pain. So how to solve this: find peace. So I will continue to search for it, and spread to everyone. Because no matter who you are, I have so much love for you all. One of the most important things to me is to never be hated by anyone or anything. I want to be harmless. Call me a pacifist, a hippie, or whatever label will be placed on me, but my heart steers me towards this reality. I invite you all to join me, spread peace, its good for you, I promise.
Full of Love,
nick
Talk about peaceful beauty, Vashti Bunyan I love you!!
CHAPTER 1 -- Riding Trains Backwards
Three weeks ago I payed a visit to a friend in Worcester, Massachusetts, and rather than driving 45 minutes like a normal person, I choose to take the train. There were two options: 1) Hop onto a moving cargo train running on the Providence-Worcester rail line, or 2) Take a commuter rail to Boston, then to Worcester. Due to a combination of lack of experience and motivation I scratched #1 from the list (although I still dream of one day accomplishing such a feat) and so I choose the latter. 2 hours later I was in Worcester. The visit itself was quite unmemorable, pretty routine stuff, beers and pizza. The train rides were the experience highlights of the trip, as I stared out the window of the train on my way home I watched things fly by and seeing them fade into the distance - "riding the train backwards!" It was amazing to think of how so much of my life comes down to the same idea: I was never riding forwards, looking ahead to the future, but I was always stuck facing backwards, staring at the past, never seeing what lies ahead. Time to move forward.
CHAPTER 2 - Circles
In this section I explore the possibility of having already lived... pretty far out, I know. But think about each time you've experienced the "phenomenon" of deja vu. Something occurs, in which you feel within has occurred before. Was it the past? Or was it the future? Why couldn't it be both? Maybe the reason what you see is so familiar is because you have actually already experienced it. I'm a big believer in the circle. Its a perfect shape. You start anywhere on its perimeter and follow it along, and eventually you will hit the same point again. Maybe I used to be a flower, or perhaps a squirrel, and at some point my circle went around and at the end I came out a kid. The next time you kill a spider, remember you only end one of his lives.
CHAPTER 3 - Pieces of peace
How can a person, a country, a world be happy without peace? It is the true happiness of the mind and soul. If we are all children of this world where has the harmony gone? My own life has hit times of depression and pain. So how to solve this: find peace. So I will continue to search for it, and spread to everyone. Because no matter who you are, I have so much love for you all. One of the most important things to me is to never be hated by anyone or anything. I want to be harmless. Call me a pacifist, a hippie, or whatever label will be placed on me, but my heart steers me towards this reality. I invite you all to join me, spread peace, its good for you, I promise.
Full of Love,
nick
Talk about peaceful beauty, Vashti Bunyan I love you!!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Coffeeshop 657
I stare out the window of the coffee shop, and an image of my face reflects opaquely on the frozen glass back to me. It makes me sad. I never thought I would end up at this lonely coffee shop hidden down an alley and behind the bus station, at such an early hour. I sit alone and out of place. All around me are homeless and desolate out-of-luck types. They were the kind of people I once graciously handed change to when they asked me. Though I myself did not possess much, I always felt I had at least a little more than them and that I should at least try to help them out. But now, as I gaze out the window of the coffee shop, and watch the snowflakes fall, I wonder, perhaps this is where I belong. Like the falling snowflakes I have descended from the clouds. It is the human spirit that undergoes this same cycle and it just so happens I’ve become a snowflake much faster than most people. The people around me are just as much snowflakes as I am. But here I sit feeling all alone. I walk with a penny in my shoe and a pen without ink.
love,
nick
love,
nick
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