Life of db
The little quips and musings that occur in the Life of Dylan Blanchard.
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World, I’ve been quiet, but I’m not not doing shit.
Zefrank, take it away.
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Man, because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then he dies having never really lived.
Replied the Dali Lama when asked what surprises him most. (via Jordash)
Legit though. This is fucking brilliant.
How have we jam-packed our schedules so tight, scheduled so much of “our time”, invested so much outside ourselves, and left nothing for us? How naive we are! to never schedule time for ourselves, or to prioritize the truly important things.Everyone has heard of “you can’t love someone else until you love yourself”. Well, you can’t do shit if you don’t look after yourself and haven’t actively made health your number one priority.
Want to make change?
As with anything, start slow. Don’t treat your health as if its a diet. Better yet, don’t diet. The diet methodology sets you up for failure because it’s not sustainable. Better yet, make lifestyle decisions, keeping your head pointed in one direction and allowing every obstacle to have a natural selection. Better yet, when it comes to health, ask yourself which is better for you. Because what’s better for you will be better for whoever is asking you of your time. In the end. Because you won’t die. Get it? -
Hey World, meet Lexi.
Prepare thyself for much more than most can handle.
So. fly. -
Oh Island
Oh Island you sway me with your solitude
and you slay me with your certitudeYour soft and red coasts
Your rolling greens and lullaby breeze
Oh Island
Oh Island you play to my heart -
Legs tight.
Sun’s bright.
August, you beautiful thing.The road, short bus, and I are going to become well acquainted in the next 4 weeks. My lungs fill and my heart tightens at the idea.
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Spent yesterday afternoon grazing (& hiking!) around the Ottawan Alps (Gatineau Park) with my belle.
The sights were mighty fine.
The ice cream was cold.Mark off another fantastic weekend.
Two more days of work and August becomes a weekend. -
Oh hi!
I’m Dylan - You didn’t know I could take pictures?
Spent last weekend with a bucket of wonderful individuals at a splendid cottage placed on a rock in an inlet to the Georgian Bay.Coming from an island composed of sand stone, these rocks were blowing my naive mind. Otherwise to you fellow Canadian-shield-esque individuals, this is probably just every day, so you can just shimmy on and not pass judgement.
Otherwise, feast.
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Ideas and fingertips. ink and paper.
separated only by will. -
This is generally how I like my
work artlife to be experienced.If you can sum my existence up in a couple of sentences, where is the intrigue? Figuring me out isn’t supposed to be easy - I’ve been trying for the last 23 years, yo. Stick around, re-read me, if you will, and perhaps all will become clear.
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Rise above until rooftops look like the freckles of the city.
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The outside world keeps its rosy appearance as the backs of eyelids begin to redden.
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I’m back. I’m home.
Count me down. Count me in.
Dear 2011, You have no idea what you’re in for.
