earthtones and sunshine

[kwoh-tey-shuh-n]

the individualist:
“if you find that you are by nature mutable,” he wrote, “transcend yourself."
-friedrich nietzsche

the prospectivist:

"each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."
-anais nin

the eternalist:
“the minute i heard my first love story i started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. lovers don't finally meet somewhere. they're in each other all along.”
-rumi

the loverlyist:

"...y uno por uno las noches entre nuestras ciudades separadas se ensamblan a la noche que nos une."
-pablo neruda

the altruist:

"develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. forget yourself."

- henri miller

the expressionist:
"i must see new things and investigate them. i want to taste dark water and see crackling trees and wild winds."
-egon schiele

autumn winds turn to gold

poesia...

into your heart
por: fiachna o'braonain

all the dead leaves are falling away from the trees
the end of the season, summertime crawls on its knees
autumn winds start to blow
softly breathing on my soul

set me free, let me know
when i'm dying, let me grow
push me up, don't let me fall
you give me the best damn thing of all

your love goes on and on...

the birds and the bees are gathering up getting ready to fly
blown on a breeze that carries them up to the sky
autumn winds turn to gold
the armour wrapped around my soul

set me free, let me know
when i'm dying, let me grow
push me up, don't let me fall
you give me the best damn thing of all

your love goes on and on...

and when i feel like i don't know
and my heart is sinking like a stone
your breath is like a friend
and i can breeeathe in love again

your love goes on and on...

gone the bells

por: cotton jones

orange line, orange line, passin the line

ohh dream, on a dream, what a beautiful thing

i was looking for your heart

through the flowers in the park

oh the flowers in the park

oh the flowers in the park

cotton jones: gone the bells

fresh.
por: me

inspiration, thinking of you
it's my reaction, but it can't be makin me bleu
up on an airplane, ill take to the sky
see you later, this isn't goodbye

in a strange land, thinking of you
gotta expand, but thinking of you

how does it feel to be you
someone so crowned, someone so sound
i know you're there even when you're not around

you're always there, always outlined
so i take a step back and think like the sun
no need for hesitation, as i take my next run
now some distance and feeling so alive
see you later, this isn't goodbye

no subject:

lists.

" i wonder if bees

and the petals they rest on
love each other too? "

... haiku by: tyler knott gregson

en eso momentito,
tings i'm loving:

fall air, yellow leaves
the thames
lisa mitchell - coin laundry (starsmith remix)
fat freddies drop - the nod
almonds
morningcoffee
smokingcigarillos
your smile
making lists
in that order

en eso momentito,
tings i want to do:

penelope cruz in broken embraces
pop life exhibit at the tate mo
figure out where to find this guy:

mayer hawthorne -
just ain't gonna work out (astronote el camino remix)

en general,
tings i like:

wearing braids in my hair
drawing and cutting papers
collecting ittle tings from around the world
watching film noir

milk, toast and honeylaying on our backs in a bedroom that was once ours, holding the quiet like the cotton held your scent on my pillow, you taught me how to feel it all. woke up in chelsea this morning in a bedroom i didn’t recognize. somewhat of a surprise but the first thing i saw were your bleu eyes. the sun spilled through yellow curtains and i heard the traffic through the air. certain this was that feeling you taught me. the light poured in through the old panes and stuck to all my senses like your scent on this pillow. from here out, lets talk in present tenses. umber, endless numbers but now you, after this beautiful slumber. new honey breezes feeling gentle and unencumbered. sitting on the top of the world, tell me what you can see... do you have a darlin? do you have a real laugh? do you have a story for me? do you know who you are, tell me please...

ocote soul sounds - vendende saude y fe

mostly:
my hands are always frozen
my heart is always warm

.velvy.snaps.shots.

introducing: the velv. its not just music, its a way of life.

washington, dc nights with velvalicious, velvita, evan & megs

meeerawr.goes the kittycatcat, veeeelvet.

.making.sun.on.sundays.

good morning, sunday afternoon.

hey you, yeaa you. you're good, and ya know whaa? i think i like you... wan know why? cuz you good... reeal good.

autumn sunday in my jammy jams. waking up at 4, coffee, reading and judging the sun for already going down.

mstrkrft - heartbreaker (three fingers remixx)
boys noize - gax

.todays.rawr.stars.

new tweets and beats for the weekend

top knotch girls on the knobs:

ellie goulding

ellie goulding - starry eyed (jakwob remix)

an ode to devendra:
you beautiful thang, you.

i think it's fair to say that, yes, devendra, if you proposed to me i would crawl inside those arms and never come out again. know how i know?? you've got my favorite slow.

devendra banhart - goin' back

this sassy lil number will make you stick your booty out, shake it around and then say daaaamn boy, your green eyes lookin hella fly.

mayer hawthorne- green eyed love (classix remix)

.oliver's.eyes.

sunday i wake up,
give me those arms around me,
and those green eyes on mine,
those eyes, they turn me on,
to light that ill follow to the horizon,
but i'd get eaten by my words if i said this out loud,
because i'm trying to eclipse you

here's one furr your furry listening pleasures... gold panda always killin it with their re-re-remixxxes.

little boots - every little earthquake (gold panda remix)

peru, peru

roadtrippin part 1: peru classix
looking through cracks in the door, seasons before, fotos from high desert air.
aoife o'donovan - hearts & bones

.ecuador.sunday.sunrays.

casa maya, ecuador. cowgirls or indians? don armando - i'm an indian, too

feeling bubbleliciousy in londontown

a taste of pop in bite sized selections.
check out today's sweet tweets:


ellie goulding - under the sheets