Wisdom, Justice and Love

I come to this magnificent house of worship tonight because my conscience leaves me no other choice.

A true revolution of values will lay hand on the world order and say of war, ‘This way of settling differences is not just.’

This business of burning human beings with napalm, of filling our nation’s homes with orphans and widows, of injecting poisonous drugs of hate into the veins of peoples normally humane, of sending men home from dark and bloody battlefields physically handicapped and psychologically deranged, cannot be reconciled with wisdom, justice, and love.

Martin Luther King Jr.

The beginning is here... Well not really the beginning beginning, but it’s a good enough place to start! - IMPORTED POST FROM OLD BLOG: 15 June 2011

Why hello there!

I feel like Alice, falling, falling, falling down the rabbit hole. Who knows where this blog will take me (us?!), but we have started now and cannot abandon it just yet.

These pictures were taken in the winter of 2009 - around 2 years ago now. It feels like forever ago, and at the same time, like it was just yesterday. Isn’t it bizarre how time works? It really does fly... And yet the older I get, the younger I feel at heart! Funny old life. Ha, listen to me babble on in my first post - how ridiculous! No doubt you will encounter much of my mindless “banter” within these virtual pages.

ANYWAYS... I have chosen to start off with these pictures as they are gorgeous - Crisp, crystal Wellington skies set the perfect backdrop for our glorious capital city here in little old NZ... I am so thankful to call this place home. Wellington harbour never looks more beautiful than on a clear winter’s day, with a chilling stillness lurking all around.

Along with the beautiful views of the city, the camera has captured my beautiful man - Karl - and although you cannot see his face here, if you continue to read my blog I am certain you will get to see many more pictures, and get to learn all about him. After 3 and a half years of being a couple, our lives have become very intertwined and sometimes it is hard to tell where I stop and he begins... Although that being said, this whole experiment of blogging goodness is just for me, and I will try my best to separate out all that is me and mine and share it with you all.

I think this is enough of a start for tonight... Hopefully you have been intrigued to come back for more!

Love always,

Amy xx

Florence

The looking glass, so shiny and new
How quickly the glamour fades
I start spinning slipping out of time
Was that the wrong pill to take?

Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl
Frozen in the headlights
It seems I've made the final sacrifice

This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight

"People don't write sonnets about being compatible or novels about shared life goals and stimulating conversation. The great loves are the crazy ones..."

Yes, Miss Blair Waldorf. For a fictional character, you are very wise.

Life is Beautiful - Vega 4

Life is beautiful
We love until we die

When you run into my arms
We steal a perfect moment
Let the monsters see you smile
Let them see you smiling

Do I hold you too tightly?
When will the hurt kick in?

Life is beautiful, but it’s complicated
We barely make it
We don’t need to understand
There are miracles, miracles

Yeah, life is beautiful
Our hearts, they beat and break

When you run away from harm
Will you run back into my arms
Like you did when you were young?
Will you come back to me?

I will hold you tightly
When the hurting kicks in

Life is beautiful, but it’s complicated
We barely make it
We don’t need to understand
There are miracles, miracles

Stand where you are
We let all these moments pass us by

It’s amazing where I’m standing
There’s a lot that we can give
This is ours just for a moment
There’s a lot that we can give.

Timshel - Mumford and Sons.

And death is at your doorstep
And it will steal your innocence
But it will not steal your substance...

But you are not alone in this...

And you have your choices
And these are what make man great
His ladder to the stars...

And I will tell the night
Whisper, "Lose your sight"
But I can't move the mountains for you.

Eat. Pray. Love.

"And love is always complicated. But still humans must try to love each other, darling. We must get our hearts broken sometimes. This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something."