All these marks of youth, soon transformed coldly into stone. For fights and stupid feuds. For ruins wrapped in gold; and cruelly I recall why I have come: To find a reason; but there cannot be a reason, not for death, not like this. Not like this.
—La Dispute (King Park)
Just a late-night jam before we all head back to school and work. Miss these dudes.
Today is the end of the world. The end of this world. Let it take away the hate and violence, and let us build a new world with the love we have found. Let us no longer be bound by judgement and greed, and begin to love one another simply because we are all part of this new, beautiful world.
Sometimes, we need to be reminded of the progress we make as human beings. More importantly, we need to recognize the progress we’ve made toward becoming more human; toward each other, and our environment.
Give a little love.
I love everyone in this video.
I heard that when you’re dying, you will know;
But I swear I fell asleep covered in ghost-white snow.
So find a cheap motel to call your own,
You spent those daylight diamonds long ago.
Easy comes the Spring under the cracks of the door,
But you hid it with your heart, beneath the oak boards of the floor.
Every whispered cadence, while I sleep,
Is swallowed with the blood of all my crumbling teeth.
For years I often wondered what the mountains could see,
‘Till I heard them whisper something of the Demons in me.
So find a cheap motel to call your home,
You spent those daylight diamonds buying back your lonely soul.
©2012 Jamie Counsell