amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don't (360/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
259/365 Why I have the most amazing husband in the universe
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
260/365 Your soul is all that you possess. Take it in hand and make something of it!
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Made in Oregon (361/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know what life is, you who hold it in your hands (362/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
261/365 The only person you should ever compete with is yourself. You can't hope for a fairer match
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
262/365 If you want to destroy my sweater, pull this thread as I walk away
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
My Favourite Worst Nightmare (363/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
The (More Than) Willing Participant
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Football is not a game but a religion, a metaphysical island of fundamental truth in a highly verbalized, disguised society, a throwback of 30,000 generations of anthropological time
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
We are Sons of California, Fighting for the Gold and Blue
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Football brings out the sociologist that lurks in some otherwise respectable citizens
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Here are my lost hands. They're invisible, but you see them through the night, through the invisible wind
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
263/365 The Shadow of Recession
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Cats are much like you and me and other people whom we find, possessed of various types of mind / For some are same and some are mad, and some are good and some are bad / And some are better, some are worse--but all may be described in verse (364/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
This is the use of memory: for liberation—not less of love but expanding of love beyond desire, and so liberation from the future as well as the past
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
264/365 She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
OMG it's my water glass (365/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Sit in reverie, and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
265/365 Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
For last year's words belong to last year's language / And next year's words await another voice / And to make an end is to make a beginning (366/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this: To rise above the little thing
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
266/365 The man who complains about the way the ball bounces is likely to be the one who dropped it
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
My Mistakes Were Made For You
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
In the game of life it's a good idea to have a few early losses, which relieves you of the pressure of trying to maintain an undefeated season
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
267/365 The goal is not to change your subjects, but for the subject to change the photographer
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
A great photograph is a full expression of what one feels about what is being photographed in the deepest sense, and is, thereby, a true expression of what one feels about life in its entirety
