Wednesday, December 15, 2010

oh, joanna:

deyarmond edison- 'first impression'

I love this song, mainly because I get this song.



I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows

And I know I've been
In the arms of kin
My old strength is my new friend
My direction
My reverence

And there's a train in my heart
That doesn't seem to start
Unless you're lying next to me

When I go to bed
I lay down my wishful head
I'll be hearing what you said
Echoing
Reveling

My heart has been tearing
For there to here
My dear

I've got a baseball mitt
Made of leather and my spit
For catching sky bits that have slipped
I call it sensation
You call it revelation

I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

when you:

contradictions unravel
and I can't seem
to keep track

words were spoken
months ago
that have been taken back

repeated
and then gone

and then suddenly
reappearing.

a bee sting
it seems
in the middle of my heart

I keep it quiet
but show it on my face.

tip toeing
around it
to keep up the pace.

deciding whats worse
or better
or stronger
or a compromise

when you
say never
and your eyes
say if push comes to shove

when you
say I can't
but your hands
don't leave

when you
say nothing,
something is still
conquering
us.

always
conquering us.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

everyone should know:

that I have a friend named benjamin gene schilling who is 17 years old and moved far away from placerville (our hometown) to los angeles to pursue his dream of becoming an actor/comedian/entertainer/inspriation.

and I just thought the world should know, or at least the handful of people who read my blog, that I (matti hawley mckenzie) believe in him.

I believe in him a lot more than I believe in most things.

and he's gonna make it.


a little/ a lot obsessed:



forever. eternity.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

kayleigh stoffan told me she reads my blog, so this is for her:



ps: kayleigh, I tried to find a picture that I knew you would enjoy and I picked this one because I know how much of a hopeless romantic you are. :)

Thursday, September 30, 2010

someday I will learn & it will stick:

- not everyone is gonna like me and that's okay
- most people don't deserve me
- the pain I feel will not last forever
- keep my mouth shut because it will just come back to haunt me
- standing up for what I believe and think will most likely always get me in trouble
- I can't take back my words
- most things aren't worth getting worked up and upset over
- let go of inhibitions; do what I want
- the mean things people say only last for the split second it takes for the words to come out of their mouth

love, m.

Monday, September 27, 2010

ooh la la:

theres this guy in the library right now, hes sitting next to david and I'm on the other side... I'm pretty sure that David does not know him however, the stranger keeps on talking to David and looking over at what David is posting on facebook. It's very funny and I'm trying to keep my laughter in so that the guy does not notice me laughing and start talking to me or read this post I am writing about him.

He just looked over at David's computer screen and noticed that David was clicking his mouse a lot and so the guy asked, "are you trying to confirm people" and David was like " no, I'm inviting people.." and the guy was like "what?" and David was like " I'm inviting people to an event..." and then the guy was like "... to a what?" and David was like " an event, I'm inviting people to an event..".

haha, oh goodness. so funny.

david just leaned over and told me that he knows the guy. bummer. oh well.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

with all of your might:

I will:
let go of the fact that this isn't what you want.
grab hold of the fact that I can still breathe.

let go of the fact that this is what I think about the most throughout the day.
grab hold of the fact that the thoughts are the loveliest.

let go of the fact that I try and still cannot succeed.
grab hold of the fact that it may not be what you need.

stop feeling embarrassed
I gave it my all
I spoke what's true inside of me.

believe the truth was love
and know that it is real

and I'll hold on to that for as long as I like.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

this weekend:

a whirlwind of laughs, sleep deprivation, late nights, late mornings, hope, conversation, power, creativity, challenges, kisses, wonder, confusion, more hope, more power, stars, so many stars, hand holding, theatre, warm light, changes, work, thoughts, love...

a little more hope
a little more power
many more stars
and so much more love.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

i've posted so much today:

recently, it seems as though I'm the only one that is brave enough to open her mouth and speak up when something needs to be said.
I'm confused as to why this is... Really, if someone hurts you or bothers you or makes you feel unnecessarily bad, why in the heck would you ever keep that quiet?

Also, on the prettier side of things: if you love someone, or many someones, and you love them a lot.. its okay to tell them like 14 times a day, or even more if you feel so inclined. because life is short and so fast at the very same time and it can be over like that.

so why waste a single second of it stifling yourself??

and yeah, sometimes there are repercussions and the consequences of speaking up are not worth actually speaking up. however, this is usually not the case and your words are just waiting to be heard. and there is nothing that feels so good as speaking your truth, how you see it and feel it. i'm just sick and tired of being the bad guy because I say how I feel... i'm never going to stop, so ya'll should probably get used to it. :)

be free!
love, m.

found a new blog; so happy and sweet and wonderful

http://youareremarkable.wordpress.com/

oh my goodness; insane reality

real love:

Monday, September 6, 2010

I wish I could bottle the feeling of this song in a jar so I could stare at it forever:

Bon Iver - Your Love by asherdsign



Josie's on a vacation far away
Come around and talk it over
So many things that I'd like to say
You know I like my girls a little bit older
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight

I ain't got many friends left to talk to
No-one's around when I'm in trouble
You know I'd do anything for you
Stay the night - we'll keep it under cover
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight

Try to stop my hands from shakin'
Somethin' in my mind's not makin' sense
It's been awhile since we've been all alone
I can't hide the way I'mm feelin'

As you leave me please would you close the door
and forget what I told you
Just 'cause you're right - that don't mean I'm wrong
Another shoulder to cry upon
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Yeah
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Lose your love
Lose your love
Lose your love

Sunday, September 5, 2010

"Promise Yourself"

To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet.
To make all your friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.
To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.
To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.
To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature you meet.
To give so much time to improving yourself that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud word, but in great deeds.
To live in the faith that the whole world is on your side, so long as you are true to the best that is in you.

- Christian D. Larson

when all else fails:

there is always bon iver.

Bon Iver- Blindsided by teardrop