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Music Monday

June 29, 2015


Hello!
To sell things short Alessia Cara is amazing. From when she started on youtube with her insane bedroom covers, to her first single, she has always been amazing and I can’t help but feel proud of her getting the recognition that she so well deserves. Her sound is amazing and I adore her so here is Alessia Cara.
Sweater Weather- The Neighborhood Alessia Cover
The first cover of hers I found

Here - Alessia Cara
Her first single!

Yours, Mary

Honesty I'd rather be somewhere with my people, we can kick it and just listen to some music with a message, and we'll discuss our big dreams, how we plan, to take over the planet.

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Perception - Chat #2

June 23, 2015

Hello,

It’s 1:07 am on June 19.

This is Chat #2. Reprise of Chat #1 .

A thought that always comes about at this hour is the idea of comparativeness. Since I really should be sleeping, like my family is doing, I am alone. With solitude comes silence, a thing very easily broken .  When you’re alone you become really aware of the sound you make. Usually in the context of dropping something loud  or ‘When did all the appliances in this bathroom get so loud?’ Compared to the silence of the dozing house the staple sounds of your existence are giantesque. There’s something about that that is really pretty.

This thought on comparison also is applied to actual living hours as I’ve noticed. Major examples of this are people and insecurities. Insecurities, in my experience feel like these huge things. It feels like if I had noticed this thing, everyone else must have also. They are all hung up over that fact, just as I am, and think less of me because of it. Every single person. I’m speaking grand scale, everyone hates me.

They don’t.

That teeny little imperfection is that creak in the floor at midnight. In the small space we have, our own brainspace, that one thing is the equivalent of a personal tornado siren. But set to scale of what is actually going on in life,the loudness and weight of life and reality, that imperfection is still the creak of the floor. The creak would never actually be noticed, except for by the stillness of night, the stillness of your consciousness. Don’t stress too much about insecurities, you’re fine darling.
Yours, Mary


"The axe forgets; the tree remembers.





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