love your page <3
Thanks! :D
January 2011
I really love your blog and the music it plays when i am on it <3
Aw thanks so much :)
You should so IM me, message me, call me, text me or whatever. Tyler wants to chill and I've been Daniel less for like 2 days( communication wise) haah
The deed is done haha :)
The Powdered Plain
Grazing the powdered plain, clouds and haze
Listen to the sound of the turning page
The children of the vortex, deep inside their heart
Collect tear drops, in the alley of the dark.
Where the oak trees grow, there’s mischief in the snow.
There’s lightning in the soul, there’s an eye in the window.
Gazing at the powdered plain, heaven’s cosmic lawn,
Yawn’s defeated; a thousand days of golden dawns.
And I could see their center in the tears, every joyful one
~Daniel Ryan (mercuriumarcanum)
hey dan. i'm kate. nice to meet you :)
where do you live? you seem awesome.
Hey Kate :) Thanks so much, that means a lot
I live in Massachusetts
Your blog is so amazing ^.^
Aw thanks! I really like yours too =)
thanks for the follow. i was checking out your blog and heard neon indian, and i fell in love.
hope you have a lovely day!
xo
Thanks so much! Neon Indian is brilliance :)
My name’s Dan btw, nice to meet you!
“I don’t know what kind of weapons will be used in the third world war, assuming there will be a third world war. But I can tell you what the fourth world war will be fought with — stone clubs.”
—Albert Einstein (via mercuriumarcanum)
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…the low tide is telling me, when it’s over,
to breathe in everything exposed
and comes back to cover me with a blanket
being here’s always changing tunes
the empty sky surrounds me but i can’t see at all
wide open arms can feel so cold
and you can sit beside me and tell me what it’s
worth
but I hope I die before i get sold
I hope I die before I get sold
I’d rather die before I get sold
if you find the soul that you lost
frozen in a starry void
take it within and hope the sight of blood
can will signs of life to return
back to the way that it was
long before it made a noise
to keep on quietly reminding you
what’s never created or destroyed…
Listen
Bob Marley
Jammin’
The moon was gorgeous tonight.
Why am I flooding your messages again?
Poets rock! And the moon was very gorgeous tonight.
