breathinlife

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Someday by breathinlife, literature

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Someday

Someday I'm going to get a car. And I'm going to get in that car and I'm going to turn it on and start driving and I'm not going to stop for a long, long time. And while I'm driving I'm going to think about life, and God, and all the things under the sun that should be thought about and I'll think about them long and hard until there are no thoughts left in my mind to unravel and I feel sweetly empty and tired. And if I find answers in those thoughts, then I'll tuck them away into my heart for safe keeping and I'll roll down the windows and let my hair down and just breathe. And if I don't, then I'll roll down the windows and let my hair down

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To be small by breathinlife, literature

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To be small

Walking along a shoreline feels safe to me, the way the water always returns. Always. And the way I can never know what's beneath that surface or where it's horizon ends. I like unknowable things. They reassure me that I'm not to blame for everything. They allow me to be small. Not all things are like that. And I like the way that, even as you take a new step, the ones before are washed away. No one will ever know that I was here, just me and the sea and the rocks and sand. I like that too, it feels safe. To be known by too many seems risky. Sometimes I need a place where footprints fade away.

What I hear in sea shells by breathinlife, literature

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What I hear in sea shells

There is a draw I feel inside me when I stand there the lulling tides tugging at my ankles— trying to wash away the distant murmurs stuck inside my skin still. Things drawn in-between the cells that weren't in the design. There is a draw I feel to fall into the arms of its rhythm and float away. Be lulled off somewhere distant and there amongst the small fish and sea things and the dark coolness of an in between, find a simpler life that makes sense to me. A chill emptiness that would feel something like sleep.

I can't put words to this by breathinlife, literature

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I can't put words to this

I don't know how to put words to this. But God is so beyond good, I can't comprehend. I'm brought to me knees and I don't know why, I just know that it has something to do with his perfection and the way he makes my heart feel. It has something to do with the way he says "come away with me, Beloved". Something to do with the way he whispers my name. It's in the way the stars shine down, it's in the wind, especially when my eyes are closed so I'm not blind anymore. This thing that brings me to my knees is in the way silence feels in the late afternoon when the sun is low in the sky and the clouds are lit up and there's a goldenness to the air

A Pocket Forest by breathinlife, literature

The Fight by breathinlife, literature

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The Fight

There's something out there, or maybe in here that I need to find. I need to catch it and make it my own. And when I do I'll break it and I will beat it to the ground. I will bathe it in my tears and my pain will meet its flesh with vigor. Maybe reflections of myself will cross the faceless face. And moment by moment I will fight and tremble and cry out, phantoms that I need to overcome will echo in its strength, grappling in the dark, the gnash of teeth, the pull of sinew and the tight closeness of skin on skin— muscles straining and the poison pouring out in beads of sweat: so close, so close the match will be— I'll ne

Finding truth among trees by breathinlife, literature

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Finding truth among trees

Sometimes I think I'm crazy. Sometimes I think there's something wrong with me, like I slept with my window open once as a child and something important slipped out through my rib cage into the night. I guess a lot of it is fear. A crazy fear that when people look at me they won't see anything. Or that they will and it won't be enough. I guess it's kind of my fault in reality which is the irony of life. I've got myself locked up in here so tight even I get lost in the maze. So afraid of being abandoned I've thrown away the blueprints to my own heart. They call that coping I think. Mechanisms. Like machinery. Deep sigh. There's a lot I like

To: you and all your faces by breathinlife, literature

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To: you and all your faces

What does it feel like inside your soul? What is it honestly, that lies there when your heart-skin is peeled back and depths are lain wide to be born? What comes of it? No one knows you— that's what you believe, I've seen it in your eyes, the way you laugh and then turn and stare off into the sky and your eyes speak to me of the things you hold beneath. I know this because our eyes speak the same language, we have the same things on the inside, the same fears—I heard you whisper them in the night— Don't be afraid. You're not alone like you think you are. You and me: we share the same skin, you have a soul like m

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Vertigo by LoveShotEyes, literature

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Vertigo

He sleeps the sleep of a man who doesn't yet know that Love sits sewing her shadow to the dawn, nursing a subtle, aching silence in his lungs with her name, her shape. He can't fathom how someone can sit so deep inside him, shelling the shadows of himself as though there are moons at their core, how he no longer believes in falling lightly in love but in committing himself to inevitable call of concrete or how she lingers like ink on his fingers, like a story he's still figuring out how to write.

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About breathinlife

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 16 years
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It's always worth it.

I love life, people, beauty and the amazing fact that I can have a relationship with the God who knit together the fabric of my being despite how much I've fallen short of his plan for me. I live my life to learn more about him and the art he's painted out into every nook and cranny of this life and world despite how much the darkness tries to shroud it in shadow at times, and most of all: to draw closer to his heart with every moment. I believe that life is wonderful, deeply and richly wonderful despite all the pain (and believe, I say that with a knowing heart about the pain that can exist in this world of ours) and for that reason, I wholeheartedly want to uphold the banner of life. It's always worth it. Live it, hold on to it, cling to it. This world will try and tear it away from you, but cling to it: it's the most beautiful gift you can ever imagine.

I'm still here. Just breathin' life.

Favourite Visual Artist

God--definately. Have you SEEN the night sky at 3 in the morning?

Favourite Movies

Kikujiro, Harry Potter, Slumdog Millionare, Princess Bride, What About Bob?, The Lord of the Rings

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Frightened Rabbit, Bon Iver, Joe Purdy, Angels & Airwaves, Iron & Wine, Augustana, Yo Yo Ma, Cloud Cult

Favourite Books

too many to count. Books are my lifeblood.

Favourite Writers

Tolkien, Ray Bradbury, Brennan Manning, Donald Miller

Favourite Games

RISK, Monopoly, Apples to Apples

Tools of the Trade

words, passion and pencils

Other Interests

Reading, writing, sketching, swimming, climbing trees, loving people and living life

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breathinlife

Mar 26, 2010

Save a Nerd Please!

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Everyone should check out the tv show Chuck. You might have heard of it, maybe you've seen some crazy-obsessive fans around various places, but I assure you, any negative associations you have with this show should be wiped away! It's amazing. The obsessive fans are not just crazy, there is a reason. It's one of the best television series' on tv today--and I'm saying that as a highly particular tv-watcher, a skeptic by nature, and someone who was dead-set on thinking it was stupid before I actually popped in the first disc of season one. But it won me over and I'm never turning back! The quality and character development, comedy, music, cinem

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breathinlife

Nov 23, 2009

Woooow

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Okay, so it's been ages since I've written anything or submitted or anything or done anything at all remotely interesting on here. Anywayyy, I got some weird computer virus that left me computerless for a month, but I'm back now and I'm feeling the creative juices a-flowin' so hopefully I'll have some inspiration soon. I hadn't really thought about how much writing I have done (and trust me, at least 98% of it is NOT on here, I keep most of it to myself) until the prospect of having lost it all came. That month waiting to see of my computer could be fixed...wow, I almost gave up on technology altogether. If I'd lost all those endless Word doc

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breathinlife

Sep 15, 2009

Kinda Like Coming Home

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Wow, God did something spectacular in my life today. Tonight actually. Somehow I've been feeling like I'm drifting, the things I've fought since 11 years old have been seeping around, under my skin, into the places of my heart that I can't afford to lose. And I've been, I don't know, complacent in it, but likewise losing something vital to my being. Somehow I felt the urgency not to lose today, how many days has it been? But not today. Something just woke up and I wrote it out after a long dry-spell (my poetry isn't art to me, it's something I have to do, things I have to say and the only way I can find to say them) and didn't really think it