beardwisdom

Things seem to be shiftingStill frames into motionLike a flicker of the futureSeen by the...

Tue, 30 Aug 2011 13:05:51 +1000

Things seem to be shifting
Still frames into motion
Like a flicker of the future
Seen by the mind
Before my eyes can catch up

WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

Tue, 30 Aug 2011 13:03:51 +1000

Somewhere where noone could find me..

Never have I ever been as clever as I’d rather..

Tue, 30 Aug 2011 12:49:25 +1000

Never have I ever been as clever as I’d rather..

let it go.. put a smile on your face somehow.. make it count.. give yourself a break.. enjoy your...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 09:00:04 +1100

let it go.. put a smile on your face somehow.. make it count.. give yourself a break.. enjoy your time here.. i feel like i’m sliding down again.. not out of control.. just.. stuck.. static transit.. i have ideas.. they arrive on a lightning bold.. and recede faster than they appear.. implosion.. i feel kind of empty.. i should be less hard on myself.. would you be though?

This world is fucken weird..And I live inside it..It’s a strange and wonderful life..And I...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 09:00:00 +1100

This world is fucken weird..
And I live inside it..
It’s a strange and wonderful life..
And I live it every day..
I wonder why?
Space expands..
Life is your heart..
The people in it make it rad or not rad..

My life is rad..
But it’s fucking weird..

Love every day..

Grow a rad beard..

Ride a bike..

Hold hands..

Enjoy it..

yep..
That’s all I have..

I make photos and post them.. Some are rad.. some are not rad..

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:59:49 +1100

I make photos and post them..
Some are rad.. some are not rad..

Video

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:57:12 +1100

Video

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:56:58 +1100

i am back at work after ten days off.. surfing.. paddle boarding.. drinking beers.. eating lots of...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:56:47 +1100

i am back at work after ten days off..
surfing.. paddle boarding..
drinking beers..
eating lots of food..
swimming every morning..
swimming every night..
being in the sunshine..
lovely friends..
puppy cuddles in bed..
freedom.. family..
friendship..
I feel slightly down back at work..
the promise of a fantastic future hangs inside my head..
a promise i made to myself..
I am happy..
happiness will grow..

my heart is still unmatched..

this song reminds me of the last time i was in love.. (i think...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:55:00 +1100

this song reminds me of the last time i was in love..

(i think i’m still there.. just there on my own though)

tonight.. i traveled through a dream.. the shadows were like ink.. the street lamps were brilliant,...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:54:15 +1100

tonight.. i traveled through a dream.. the shadows were like ink.. the street lamps were brilliant, lonely sentinels.. the waning crescent moon was low and loud in the sky.. it was still.. i traveled, like a ghost, fast through the night.. every intersection, roundabout, stretch was empty.. the cars passing, were silent and still.. it felt as though i was driving for hundreds of kilometers, through a gregory crewdson set..

the star that fell the length of the sky..i wished upon it’s fall.. with all my might.. for a...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:53:59 +1100

the star that fell the length of the sky..
i wished upon it’s fall..
with all my might..
for a happy reunion..

fly to me with haste.. dreams of simple beauty.. so that i may rest.. a head so gone..

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:53:30 +1100

fly to me with haste..
dreams of simple beauty..
so that i may rest..
a head so gone..

Under bent backs. On a bended knee. Left for his own, Drowned in a creek. Grew up on his own. Onky a...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:52:59 +1100

Under bent backs. On a bended knee. Left for his own, Drowned in a creek. Grew up on his own. Onky a small dog for company. Never took a wife Married to his craft. Bent over sheep Had a weathered face Had the softest hands. Had noone to help him up. Fell on a single rock, Faltered in his step. Floated until now. Hit his head. Died in grace.

Now his dog still sits on the bank, Waiting for his only friend to come home. Never left the town...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:52:37 +1100

Now his dog still sits on the bank, Waiting for his only friend to come home. Never left the town He felt safer on his own The quiet of the bush sent him to sleep at night. And every day they’d work And every day he’d talk, Not wanting a reply.. The only answer he ever needed was a look in the eye. He had the softest hands And on the hot days, he’d swim across the creek. To the other side. His little mate would just sit and watch, Like a sentinel carved from stone waiting in patience. He would swim with broad, steady strokes. A pat on the scruff and a rough of the collar. He never needed a collar He had nowhere else he wanted to be. Two mates.

the wind, it pushed.. the rain, it drove.. treacherous was the clawing home.. the coast road was...

Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:52:03 +1100

the wind, it pushed.. the rain, it drove.. treacherous was the clawing home.. the coast road was not safe tonight.. storms, angry storms, raged.. but i made it home nonetheless very cold.. but i am happy and warm in bed