believe in planes as they fly through the sky.

castlegar = cancelgar. believe in planes as they fly through the sky.

you can look at a person and tell if he/she's a good person or not. watching the six o'clock news, the owners of the east side hotels don't look like good people. in fact, they look like very bad people. welfare check fraud, drug deals, rats, cockroaches. and the fact of the matter is that they will receive millions when developers try to make vancouver into a high-rise mecca, an elevator into the sky.

give a little bit this holiday season? head hurts from the plastic taste of liquor. is it supposed to taste like that? granville island dopplebock's the next booze on the list.

freezing rain through the kootenays/okanagan. let it schnow, let it schnow, let it schnow!

my grown-up christmas list.

friends and family and bottles of wine and presents of christmas cheer.
love would always be there.
little kids from all religions from all countries from all races speaking a united language.
no wars would ever end because no wars would ever start.
christmas snow and christmas trees and enough light to shine over the world.
enough food to feed all not just for one day but for 365 days.
this is the time.
this is the time.
only grace and faith and intelligence and hope.
it's my grown-up christmas list.

haven't been myself.

nearly forgot who you are. nearly forgot who you were, but we'll be back again. always keep looking up, never down. don't be afraid to try and don't be afraid to make mistakes and don't be afraid of failure. always be afraid of regret. but make sure you're not afraid. keep on working hard and keep on trying and keep on going and keep on pushing. hold your head up high and to those who don't like it give them the finger. be humble and modest and kind and loving and graceful and intelligent. because that's who you are and that's what life is.

falling out of reach.

You're falling out of reach, defying gravity, jumping off the edge into space, reaching for the point, erasing the memories, blinding the sparkling of the millions of microns of particles, apologizing for the wait, surfacing towards the sky, tolerating no hate and no less then love, breathing the fresh air that rips into your lungs, having the time of our lives.