There is strength in our power, power in our pain. Not everyone can be touched, struck, and survive. Energy is worth the same; passion or pain. Those who have been through the most have the most to let go.

Make music, not excuses. Chase art, not fame. Build something lasting, the empire’s collapsing. Made of paper, and we harness fire. Don’t be afraid to ask the stars for what you desire.

{*rant inspired by good vibes and Guante, because lightning struck twice.

*
if

you

must go

take the moon

and the stars with you

everything i love is distant

and out of reach–there is nothing out there for me now –six pm

(slightly different from my poem *9.28.19

this was totally unintentional,

serendipity is wild!)

Happy Pi. Day!

Happy Birthday Einstein!

And I hope you had a pie. (We had pizza)

*six pm | 2019

Photographer: Paige Six

At the wake of 2021 I would like to share with you one of my favorite poems. It’s helped me to reflect upon my life and motivations time and time again since the young age of 18 when a stranger shared it with me. I hope that as you continue to grow, as you learn to form better habits, and as you take time each new year to reflect on your life that you find this poem an appropriate companion piece. Personally I find it rings true in 2021 as ever it did in 2008, as ever it did in 1927 when it was written.

Desiderata: Words for Life by Max Enhrmann:

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Happy New Year!

Paige Six | January 3, 2021

Photographer: Paige Six

*a poem I fashioned after a particularly poetic comment I’d read on YouTube:

This beat takes me straight
to another time and space,

hiking high through
the north of Norway.

Over jagged mountains
across the strange valley,

where trees were twisting
aspiring ballerinas dancing,

held still by cement
of frozen ground.

There’d been a fire here years ago,
however we’d have never known

had we not felt its heat,
a tangle of limbs contorting,

hot breath whispering in
willow circles escaping.

We spent three nights hunkered
down in a hut tucked between

the heartbeat beneath a clavicle
and a cascade of icicles,

surrounded by silence and snow,
it felt like finally reaching my home.

-six pm (and Kris Wagner)

In case you’re interested, this is the video to the song that inspired the note where the comment was found: