kisses are a better fate than wisdom


since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

and death i think is no parenthesis

– ee cummings


i had a full weekend


drove till 3am on both friday and saturday night

hiked saturday afternoon with bree, then ate great seafood

drove up to valencia for a lovely mini nexus reunion

where it turned out ive gotta save the world, nbd

went to little joys 1 year anniversary

and somehow last night i was home for most of the night, never turned on the tv

and read the bible for an hour like a good man should

and was met with this intense way for God to punish King Jehoram for being a prick:

2nd Chronicles, chapter 21

18 And after all this the Lord smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease. 19 In course of time, at the end of two years, his bowels came out because of the disease, and he died in great agony. His people made no fire in his honor, like the fires made for his fathers. 20 He was thirty-two years old when he began to reign, and he reigned eight years in Jerusalem; and he departed with no one’s regret. They buried him in the city of David, but not in the tombs of the kings.

maybe this is why you dont know any dudes named Jehoram?

lesson: live a life in which when you die, your people will wanna make a fire in yr honor