Tag: Love

August 10, Side B

We come alive at night with the treble low and the bass high.
Spend the first hour driving around aimlessly because we can.
The lights all neon like in color spread across the streets carried by rain water.
And after a cold streak I turn around and speak in a possessed whisper:

Life is a dress up.
Or
Life is a constant struggle to mess up.
Or
Life is how you dress up a wound in front of people.
Or
Life is a 2 hour test you study for 16 hours.
Or
Life is a random occurrence made deliberate.
Or
Life is a deliberate purpose made accidental.
Or
Life is the three words said to a person out of desperation.
Or
Life is the hesitation to say the truth to said person.
Or
Life is a talk with a lack of macho emphasis.
Or
Life is too much emphasis on too few sentences.
Or
Life is pretending to be okay when you’re not.
Or
Life is pretending to be hurt when you’re okay.
Or
Life is a movie hall filled to capacity.
Or
Life is a provoked state of brevity for the hasty.
Or
Life is not having to worry about people’s ears.
Or
Life is a bite of expensive pie only meant for your mouth.
Or
Life is a drink from the river we all drink out of.

The bowling balls are getting heavy
I’m about to leave in someone else’s clothes.
Were we ever meant to be? is a redundant question.
Yes, once in a time of pressure and spontaneity.
The only thing we agreed upon was we were both frightened.
I must’ve convinced myself I liked you on purpose.
And that’s how I found myself by accident.
Too many stops for gas on the road to the destination.
If no two roads are alike, then why should I map my path to another person’s life?
Our fears keep us up at night.
Our hopes keep us up tonight.

Anxious, and terrified but alive.

By Ashish Seth
https://twitter.com/TheAshishSeth

Tags accidental, aimless, bass, blue, bowling, bowling balls, cold, constant struggle, desperation, driving, freedom, friday night, green, hesitation, high, life, lights, Love, meaning, neon, night, Photography, poetry, purpose, rain water, random occurrence, red, road, running, streaks, treble, wet road, work ethic

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August 2, Meeting Places #3

Post author By ashseth
Post date August 2, 2012
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If you can’t win her heart, win your’s back. If you can’t breathe around her, drown yourself in music. A cure for love is just the sharpening of your vision at the optometrist’s. Sometimes reality switches focus.

The danger in risking it all is a drug. Gets stronger with repetition. Siphoned emphasis.

By Ashish Seth

Tags asleep, aura, dark, darkness, defiance, forbidden, Love, Meeting places, move, night, Photography, road, secret, shine, star-crossed, streetlight

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August 1, Writerhead – Why I Write

Post author By ashseth
Post date August 2, 2012
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Why I Write. Here’s why.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmerFuzRNZ4&feature=youtube_gdata_player

This scene is one of Will Smith’s highest achievements. It was all improvised. And he has a great relationship with his father. I think about that and it marvels me. How does someone give a performance like this without having gone through something like that? How is this just improvised? Some art is magical in how it mimics life. I saw this scene when I was very little. Fresh Prince had a lot of scenes that were very formative for me. This one felt like real life. This is the most powerful scene I’ve ever watched. Nothing has ever really come close. This scene reminds me of what the essence is of what I’m trying to do with my writing. It may all seem dark. It may all seem twisted and creepy and messed up. It may all seem like it’s a plot unfolding. But I’m honestly trying to get to the underlying humanity of why people are the way they are. That has always been my aim. Like Will Smith in this scene, the goal has always been to reach a cathartic depth that transcends the fact that you’re reading a book, a depth that all people can connect with even if they can’t, and to do so all with a crazy handful of nothing.

By Ashish Seth

If you can’t win her heart, win your’s back.

Tags art, catharsis, character, depth, digging, escape, fresh prince of bel air, Human nature, humanity, keep going, Love, meaning, peace, Photography, Plot, purpose, reason, technique, television, transcend, will smith, writing, YouTube

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July 31, Scatter Plot

Wherever we have to go we don’t want to go.
Wherever we want to go we aren’t welcome.
Wherever we end up we work to accept.
Wherever we are we never want to leave again.
Lost paradigms lie in sweet nostalgia.
We put in the work and the time.
We never miss the bad parts whenever we think back.
We always live the bad parts whenever we go back again.
Your posterity lacks good posture.
You’ve been down this road before.
Do you ever think the gravel will turn to paved road?
You’re like that scatter plot graph
Where the curvy line never reaches a point.
The closer you get, the older you get.
There’s no end to this trek but death.
But maybe we aren’t meant to reach a point.
Maybe there really is no end to this road.
If we believe the end isn’t meant to be reached,
We will always have a place to go.

By Ashish Seth
https://twitter.com/TheAshishSeth

Photography Poetry Writing

July 24, The End

It’s like watching a movie with the lights on
You’re paying attention to the glare
You’re not paying attention
Pay attention to the glare
You’re not paying attention

I should’ve,
could’ve,
would’ve
If I could
But I didn’t even do that
I could’ve done this
I should’ve done that
Maybe if I did those
Maybe if I did this
By now, I should be here
By then, I should’ve been there
Before that, I must’ve been there
After this, I hope to be here
When did I ever get here?
I had originally planned to get there
There must’ve been a mistake down the line
My hopes and fears are words on white paper
And someone crossed them with a line
Who crossed them with a line?
Were these dreams ever mine?
What if it was me that crossed them off?
What if I don’t want them anymore?
Why isn’t it full yet?
Why did I miss that?
When did I miss it?
Why did it pass me by?
Why didn’t the others warn me?
Maybe it happened differently
If this happened like this
Then why is it like that?
If only it went like that way
If only that way went like this
If this is the end
Have I even got there yet?
Maybe we passed it
Maybe you distracted me
Maybe I should’ve done this alone
Maybe I should’ve had someone else
Maybe we went the wrong way
Maybe we haven’t reached it
Maybe we don’t know what it looks like
Maybe I’m the only one who made it through
That can’t be true, no, I still have you
Maybe my hopes and fears didn’t shine through
Maybe I was ambushed
Maybe they left me
By then, I should’ve had this
By now, I should’ve been here
Maybe I’ve fallen behind
Maybe I’m ahead of my time
By now, I should’ve seen this
By now, I should have this
But I haven’t even done that yet
But I haven’t even been there yet
But I haven’t even felt this feeling
But I haven’t even seen this through
Maybe we will get there even now
Maybe we will get there even still

Baby can you pause the love?
Things take time for me to shake out
It’s like watching a movie with the lights on
Can’t help but pay attention to the glare

By Ashish Seth

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Photography Quotes Writing

July 20, Life is Fragile

My thoughts and prayers go out to the victims and families of the Colorado shooting.

By Ashish Seth

Tags ambition, close, colorado, fragility, gun violence, life, Love, peace, Photography, shook, shooting, short, stop, tragedy, violence

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July 16, Stretch Marks

The things we want own us.
I wish I could disincorporate the parasites that are a part of me.
They got designs on your heart.
They’re homing in.
Shark eyes.
Sleep late wake late another day to take it apart put it together different.
What was it before?
Never tired as when I wake up.
I get my attitude in a dose of caffeine.
What’s wrong with you?
I’ve been wrong before.
Sometimes I wonder how people were.
What’s there left to be scared of?

By Ashish Seth

That’s my guitar in the picture. I named her Panther. She was born out of love.

By Ashish Seth

Tags affection, body, guitar, Love, marks, music, Photography, pick ups, stretch, stretch marks, strings, strum

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July 15, Losing Touch

“A writing room. You always wanted a quiet place to write. I’ll get a table… With a little small lamp. A laptop. A cosy chair for you to read on in the corner. And bookshelves, three of them. Three bookshelves. One for each wall. And I’ll fill those shelves with books. I’ll fill them with books… Lots of books. Lots-.”

By Ashish Seth

Tags acceptance, aspirations, change, desire, desperate, dreams, goals, growth, head in the clouds, losing, losing touch, loss, Love, memory, missing, Personality, Photography, plans, relate, relationships, slippage, sober, somber, still, touch, upset, want, wiser

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July 10, Cover of Night

Morning blue.

By Ashish Seth

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Tags beginning, contemplation, Dawn, happy, health, hollow, horizon, life, light, Love, morning, newness, peaceful, peek, Photography, quiet, red clouds, refresh, rejuvenation, sleepy, start, sun, sunrise

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July 8, Jupiter [Playlist July 1 to July 8]

Post author By ashseth
Post date July 8, 2012
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Jupiter forming on the texture of a school table.

July 1 to 8

1. Flying Lotus – GNG BNG
2. Primal Scream – Some Velvet Morning
3. Crystal Castles – Courtship Dating
4. Slum Village – Climax
5. Snoop Dogg – Ain’t No Fun
6. Eryah Badu – Gone baby don’t be long
7. Metronomy – A Thing for Me (Breakbot remix)
8. Purity Ring – Lofticries

In that order. Until next time.

By Ashish Seth