Post by moseley on Aug 13, 2013 20:38:26 GMT -6
Rogue Nation has a great slogan. Dare Risk Dream. I love it. I have been thinking about it often. It is at times a mantra. I need to buy some Rogue Beer and drink it with a few people. Special folks. So, for now, not. But DARE RISK DREAM. I love.
I then think of adding some other sloganistic stuff that pretty much for me sums a great deal of what I wish in life in five words.
DARE RISK DREAM REPURPOSE SAVOR
To stop and smell the roses, they will fade, to lay down in a field of flowers on a sunny day and look up at the sky and move the clouds with your will, to look at someone in silence that you love and let that stare, that look just take in the person, feel their energy, smell them from a distance, look at the geometry of their form, the special lines and shadows of the person, overall...just what is felt...to savor. Take a moment with that steak in your mouth, chew slowly, SAVOR SAVOR SAVOR. Hold that hug longer, smell a lover's neck for a long time, dwell in that kiss, it will not last darlings. Life is hard, life is a struggle, so often it is hard to find purpose in working a fuckshit job to just keep going, somehow, we need to repurpose when things draw us short, when times find us needing..short of all things including hope at times when it just feels fucking desperate, to dare risk dream is often the hardest thing to do, but it has to be the rightest, and so often, I sit on the ledge in fear, with the rain still hitting me in the face because the overhang was not that steep and just face it, the rain is always falling in our direction, hard and steady...
I then think of adding some other sloganistic stuff that pretty much for me sums a great deal of what I wish in life in five words.
DARE RISK DREAM REPURPOSE SAVOR
To stop and smell the roses, they will fade, to lay down in a field of flowers on a sunny day and look up at the sky and move the clouds with your will, to look at someone in silence that you love and let that stare, that look just take in the person, feel their energy, smell them from a distance, look at the geometry of their form, the special lines and shadows of the person, overall...just what is felt...to savor. Take a moment with that steak in your mouth, chew slowly, SAVOR SAVOR SAVOR. Hold that hug longer, smell a lover's neck for a long time, dwell in that kiss, it will not last darlings. Life is hard, life is a struggle, so often it is hard to find purpose in working a fuckshit job to just keep going, somehow, we need to repurpose when things draw us short, when times find us needing..short of all things including hope at times when it just feels fucking desperate, to dare risk dream is often the hardest thing to do, but it has to be the rightest, and so often, I sit on the ledge in fear, with the rain still hitting me in the face because the overhang was not that steep and just face it, the rain is always falling in our direction, hard and steady...
