Girl in a Coma - "As the World Falls Down" (directed by Robert Rodriguez)

when do you stop feeling like a human and help like a robot?

Social work, is there is any other kind?

No matter what job you are in there is never a time when you are not connected with other people, and with people come their problems, and the universe knows we all have enough of our own without going and throwing a bag of someone else's f*cked up shit in the mix.

I never saw myself doing anything other than connecting with people.
As a child I never wanted to not help
You know how some kids are that way with animals I was and am that way with people.


The difference when you have a bad day at the office, you can walk away from the computer, or rationalize that you need a break, a snack, a time out, but with a homeless woman, or a drug addict or a lost child or a solider there is no break. Only the thought, "have I done everything I can do, presently?"- yet the digression and opportunity to walk away and separate yourself is not literally there for the taking- ,more preverbial i suppose in the fact that it is a skill that has to be taught and then learned .

"My heart cannot serve at it's highest level with out my brain functioning at it's..."

I let the tears fall, because they are human tears, they are compassionate prayers for the lost and dreary.
With time, and more and more education I will learn Robotic Tendencies and filter my heart out my work.
Still a small portion of my heart will be with every person I meet. Because it's not work, it's social work. And I have yet to meet a person who didn't breath air the same way in and out, as you and I do everyday.
I guess when I meet that robot I will turn into one as well.
http://blowyourhornhunter.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-paper.html

what feels like shit might turn in silk

An oyster creates a pearl out of a grain of sand...but that grain of sand is an irritant to the oyster, in response to the discomfort the oyster creates a smooth protective coating that encases the sand and provides relief. The result is the pearl.[from the book 'mind over matter']

I read this and thought about it for a while. Pearls are sought after, and highly elusive, yet their entire vain of existence is produced after mass hysteria in the life and heart of the oyster...so on this particularly low Saturday night, I hope that the bothersome sand in my oyster will produce a pearl and not another letdown

standing over water

can't even see the edge anymore.
i am standing open. with emergency pleading my ears, i am asking...



to explain away the carelessness, this cannot be fixed.
tell me something you can hear, what do you with our state, what do you with our love?
responsibility wears my look thin, and i feel dead with burden.

Mars Volta Rotoscopy - Concertina

Teeth Collector - Pretty Girls Make Graves

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