Nate

95% of the time, I have music of some sort going. If you want to know what I'm thinking/feeling, try listening to my music. I tend to approach most things in life with a scientific approach, but I'm a big fan of fate/superstition/faith. When I talk to people I tend to not ask many questions, I don't know why, but unless I know a person pretty well, I feel weird delving into their personal lives. Eventually I'd like to go back to school for my PhD, but for now I'm happy living in the real world and exploring what's out there. I actually miss my old, longer commute to work because I was able to drive fast and blast my music. I've lived in the DC area my entire life, but I'm just starting to really explore the city. I think the Natural History Museum is the greatest thing ever in DC, along with the National Zoo. Sappy and/or melancholy songs really get to me. I like movies that make me sigh happily at the end. And now for some randomness of interest to me:
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"Some mornings, when she woke up in her bedroom, she heard the explosions of blasting at the granite quarry. She streched, her arms flung back above her head on the white silk pillow, and she listened. It was the sound of destruction and she liked it."
-The Fountainhead-
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-Ups and Downs-
And I'm gonna get to the bottom of this. Gonna peel back my skin. And look at myself shaking and shivering. And I'll get the rope. From in the house. Survey the scene. Find two of the tallest trees. And I'd tie myself up. Above the cool earth to dangle in the twilight. And I'm gonna get to the bottom of this gonna peel back my skin and look at myself shaking and shivering. As my skin collects in a pile on the ground. I'll radiate heat and turn off my head and just pretend that I don't exist. Then I'll see clearly to the end of the ropes that I've been hanging from. As they loosen from the trees and plummet to the ground. Be impailed and turned around. I'm finally free from the ups and downs. And I'm gonna get to the bottom of this. Gonna peel back my skin and look at myself shaking and shivering.
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"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful and committed citizens can change the world. Do you know why?"
"It's the only thing that ever has."
-The West Wing-
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-Rocks Tonic Juice Magic-
Let me take this awkward saw And run it against your thighs Cut some flesh away I'll carry this piece of you with me Because all I can say tonight is that I hate you But it would be all right If we could see each other sometime If I could somehow make you mine And if not I'll take my rusty spoons And dig out your blue eyes I'll swallow them down to my colon They're gonna burn like hell tonight Because you're beautiful Just not on the inside Light comes from within And your beaming eyes don't seem so bright My heart is on the floor Why don't you step on it? When I think of all the things you've done Boardwalks and breaking waves Made our Saturdays I'd buy you lemonade right now if you were here But then I'd throw it in your face And I'd listen to you cry And I'd remember how I miss our nights under ocean skies You and I are like when fire and the ocean floor collide.
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"They say, I don't know how to love the right way, but you make me feel, you make me feel like I do."
-Don't Slow Down - Copeland-
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-This Is Not An Exit-
Tonight will be the night that we begin to ease the plugs out of the dam. And we will stand knee deep in the flow, the undertow will grab our heels and won't let go. And while we hold, our legs quivering, the water rises now to our teeth when we just let go and sail belly up to the clouds, the rocks scraping our backs. To breathe in the air will be the only thing that we have and all the wasted nights and empty moments in our lives are flushed away as we sway with the rhythm of the waves bobbing us up. Crests fall to troughs as we feelour gills open up. And if the hook sets in the bottom of our lungs, we'll rip it out and lick the blood off with our tongues. Despair can ravage you if you turn your head around to look down the path that's led you here, cause what can you change? You're a vessel now floating down the waterways. You can take your rudder and aim your ship, just don't bother with the things left in your wake. Just sail belly up to the clouds, the rocks scraping your back. To breathe in the air will be the only thing that you have and your love will be warm nights with pockets of moonlight spotlighting you as you drift, the actor in this play. You walk across the stage, take a bow, hear the applause, and as the curtain falls, just know you did it all the best that you knew how and you can hear them cheering now. So let a smile out and show your teeth cause you know you lived it well.
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Roark smiled. "Gail if this boat were sinking, I'd give my life to save you. Not because it's any kind of duty. Only because I like you, for reasons and standards of my own. I could die for you. But I couldn't and wouldn't live for you."
"Howard, what were the reasons and standards?"
Roark looked at him and realized that he had said all the things he had tried not to say to Wynand. He answered:
"That you weren't born to be a second-hander."
Wynand smiled. He heard the sentence-and nothing else.
-The Fountainhead-
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