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Name: liz
Country: Germany
Birthday: 5/8/1990
Gender: Female


Interests: God, writing, music, sunsets, skies, piano, song writing, lakes, long grass, wild flowers
Expertise: being inspired by almost anything
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Construction


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MSN: lizzy_lawrensen@hotmail.com
Yahoo: lizabop


Member Since: 6/25/2005

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Sunday, September 25, 2005

 "The Water is Wide" - i don't know who wrote this beauty, but it wasn't me. but it's a classic, that's for sure.

the water is wide, I cannot get o'er
and neither have
I wings to fly
give me a boat
that will carry two
and both shall row
my love and I

for love is plentive
o'er where it grows
it grows and blossoms
like a rose
it has a sweet
and pleasant smell
no flow'r on earth
can it excel

a ship there is
and she sails the sea
she's loaded deep
as deep can be
but not so deep
as the love I'm in
I know not if
I sink or swim

For love is handsome
and love is kind
and love's a joy
when it is new
but when it is old
it grows so cold
and fades away
like morning dew

 


Friday, August 19, 2005

Currently Watching
Finding Neverland (Full Screen Edition)
By Johnny Depp, Kate Winslet, Julie Christie
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this movie was SO inspiring and amazing. i loved it. it made me cry...and it was so beautiful.

let's go to neverland......and be young forever

believe in fairies

believe you can fly

to where there are pirates and indians and fairies and all sorts of children, who know how to dream and believe.

ahh yes if only we could go to neverland.


Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Currently Reading
Big Enough; Finding Faith that Moves Mountains
By Ben Glenn
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so yes i am actually listening to this guy  ^^^^^speak in the next room not reading his book but hey....

yesterday i thought, hey, what are we doing wasting our time with FOUR YEARS of high school? when i could home school and cram all my classes together, graduate early, and play music?

and yes it is far-fetched........

but i want something different. want to live my dream. i am tired of chances passing me by.

i can't wait to get a piano...if we ever do...

i am the person who never could settle for a year of waiting....a year of nothingness......

so i won't

 


Sunday, July 03, 2005

*sad wandering instrumental country music*

yes now that we're in the mood.....

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now if you sit and wonder, what if each person was given a certain amount of time with each of the people they knew, every day. no less, no more. and everyone was given an equal "time opportunity" for each person. therefore, those who felt negected or given less-than-equal opportunities before, would feel a bit more satisfied. (but we know that still, they would not be satisfied, and long to have "more" just like the others, although this would solve that problem.....)

but anyway, people, whether they were used to getting more-than-equal or less-than-equal time with each certain person, would begin to daze off while "talking" or just spending there "equal time share" with others. therefore people would put value on the quality of life, not the quantity. people would sacrifice quality in one relationship to increase it in the other- therefore making time equal but value inequal.

but it makes you wonder, you know?! what if things WERE limited like that.

like, if a coupe of your good friends leave and are halfway around the world, and the only way you can contact them is by internet. okay so they can't use email. all they have is xanga, and they can't write you back in any way. which sucks, huh. ya. so basically it's like those nerds who go around saying "oh you're soooo hott i wish i could meet you" except for pretty much not. so anyway, back to the thoughtful way of doing things, you are only given the same as everyone else as far as contact goes for this person, because quite frankly, you don't want to say anything TOO personal, because everyone else can read it. but you want to say SOMETHING because there's so much you need to say, not to mention the fact that you really miss them! SO we conclude that you are at a standstill and don't really do anything at all.

you put value on little things as well, put it on quality, not quantity, but sometimes, since the quantity is so low, it's bad if you put too much value on....because then things get quite confusing.....

i totally sounded my age in those ^ words. haha. at least i'm not pretending. anyone older: shun me if you feel the need.

okay now creepy music is playing so the mood is over and it's time for bed

'night to all

-liz- 


Currently Listening
Harmonium
By Vanessa Carlton
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hello. this is a lovely font, eh? kind of halloween-ish. and it's like, 4th of July tomorrow. i'd better change.

how's this? weird....

this one is funky too

alright well here we go.

my room is boxes. and suitcases and clothes and a mess of magazine clippings for a collage book

we'll "fly the ocean in a silver plane" in 9 days, and i don't believe i'm ready.

i remember how things were a month ago. someone else was leaving in 9 days.

when i'm on the plane i'm going to listen to music. that is all i know and all i can say. i don't know if i'll write, if i'll read, i simply do not know....

but i do know that when i get to my house and remember that there is a back yard i will be SOOOOOOO happy and will frolick in it.

these are lame 'dreams'

but they work, huh?

i'll stare at the stars at night and sing "somewhere out there" from an american tail.....

spin in circles thinking about how far away things are

but then i'll remember what i told mallory just a few days ago- far away is all in your head...

and summer is still in our hands.

 

 



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