exhilarating

I want to answer the one question i’ve gotten asked more than any other question on this website, “What is Keep the Stoke?”

First and foremost. It is the company I founded, it is my child, it is my happy place. Keep the Stoke is a lifestyle clothing brand but more-so a movement. Since I was little my dad would take me surfing and every time i’d drop into the face of a wave i’d get the face of complete exhilaration and my dad would look at me smiling and say “how stoked are you?” I guess that’s where it started. For me, being ‘stoked' means hitting that peak happiness, that adrenaline, that high that no one can bring you down from.

So here I am roughly 17 years later, starting a company based off that one good feeling that makes me feel like life is meaningful. Keep the Stoke simply means to keep the exhilaration and happiness that life has to offer. The people who wear Keep the Stoke apparel truly embody my envision. Overall my goal wasn’t to be huge my goal was to simply make a difference. I want to make a difference, who doesn’t? The way I see it the World we live in is a very negative place, with the media filling your head with negativity and seemingly worsening gloomy propaganda. Every corner you turn there’s ads and videos that condone violence, hatred and well simply… negativity.

I know one person can’t change the World. You have the names of Mother Theresa, Princess Di  etc. did they change the World? No. Did they start massive movements to make the World a better place? Yes. What I’m saying is I alone cannot change the World, however with an army of positive thinkers and doers, we can change the World. Keeping the Stoke means going out and adventuring through life and breathing that fresh air and getting amped on life and sharing that excitement with your friends, which then makes them want to go out and adventure and keep that same stoke that you are. 

You don’t have to jump out of planes or hike K2 to Keep the Stoke. You can simply surf for the first time or just smile at your neighbor and ask them to go on a hike with you and get that rush on life. With positivity, opposites always attract. I’ve had so many negative people try to degrade what this brand stands for, yet it’s pretty unsuccessful. I love seeing this lifestyle spread person to person. It all begins when you choose to start living with no reigns. Do you conform to the normal negative vibes that the World has to offer? Or do you Keep the Stoke and display how life should truly be lived? This is not MY brand… this is OUR brand, because this logo connects people, the people who want that change in the World. OUR brand will change the World, it already is. Much love family.

officialkeepthestoke.com

I took the woman’s bathmat with me to the hardware store this morning. She wanted the walls to match the light purple color of the mat. The guy who helped me paused from unloading sacks of salt and told me he’d never been in a blizzard before while we waited for the paint – Lavender Ice – to mix.

I’m waiting for paint to dry right now in this woman’s cluttered home. There are eight pieces of furniture meant for sitting in the room I’m in, and no place to actually sit. Chairs and sofas are occupied by heaps of pillows, a collection of stuffed animals, fire irons, framed art of colorful amoebic shapes and underwater scenes. I’m sitting on the floor.

I like the energy of a coming storm, in the air, in the people, the shared inconvenience and exhilaration of a Snow Day. Talk of blankets, books, safety, eggs and milk. It’s nice to consider as I paint bathroom walls and look out the window at the small flakes already falling. “Bombogenesis is my new favorite word!” my mom exclaimed in an email this morning, the rapid intensification of a storm.  

Of the world being altered by snow, Gaston Bachelard wrote: “As the result of this universal whiteness, we feel a form of cosmic negation in action. The dreamer of houses knows and senses this, and because of the diminished quality of the outside world, experiences all the qualities of intimacy with increased intensity.”

The increased intensity of intimacy. That’s what’s there to be enjoyed these next snowy days in the northeast.

As everyone log off and goes to bed. The final picture was made on the last night where just one unicorn is left as the world of dreams, where everyone got a chance to meet and greet… finally closes and ends as it falls into the void once again to reform anew.

The experience has been wonderful, it was an exhilarating experience for me and everyone. Where the game used to be nothing and finally turned into something.

Once again, thank you to you all. Thank you for playing with me.
And may you all have a great day and great future.

The final words of Wishdream in LoE Jan 2015 Open Beta:
"Only in their dreams can souls be truly free.
Twas always thus, and always thus will be”

FIN.

End of post *beep* Back to your regularly scheduled Wishdream.

I first found out about New York electro band KOPPS due to their guest stint on Joywave’s Tongues, a track I still dig so much nearly two years later. Some of that tune’s alluring qualities that I was initially drawn to also arise on KOPPS’ latest jam, a bumping, super fun tune named Dumb. Its whimsical, punchy, vibrant rhythm is irresistibly electrifying and driving. There’s a SOPHIE like bubbly effervescent to the song, but with a touch more garage grit and fiery rawness. Dumb is a roller coaster of a ride. Once you get on, not only do you not want to get off, you can’t. It takes you along for a wild, exhilarating ride that ends far too soon.

Emotions! (Be sure to name the Character you are directing it too)

Prompt: I figured, it would be interesting/fun.. ( shh really fun) To have people give a single emotion in which a Character entry would be written about!

Here are some Emotions:

Positive:

  • Glad 
  • Happy 
  • Delighted 
  • Joyful 
  • Elated 
  • Thrilled 
  • Exhilarated
  • Hopeful 
  • Expectant 
  • Relieved 
  • Satisfied 
  • Assured 
  • Certain 
  • Able 
  • Capable 
  • Confident 
  • Strong 
  • Courageous 
  • Powerful 
  • Adequate 
  • Good 
  • Great 
  • Excellent 
  • Sublime 
  • Comfortable 
  • Relaxed 
  • Pleasant 
  • Peaceful 
  • Pleasure 
  • Eager 
  • Surprised 
  • Excited 
  • Lively 
  • Enthusiastic 
  • Stable 
  • Positive 
  • Superior 
  • Magnificent 
  • Glorious 
  • Interested 
  • Fascinated 
  • Awe 
  • Inspired
  • Love 
  • Compassion 
  • Sympathy 
  • Empathy 
  • Beautiful 
  • Charmed 
  • Cheerful 
  • Contented 
  • Determined 
  • Energetic 
  • Glamorous 
  • Graceful 
  • Grateful 
  • Humorous 
  • Playfulness 
  • Pride 

Negative:

  • Concerned 
  • Worry 
  • Anxious 
  • Stressed 
  • Overwhelmed 
  • Exasperated 
  • Tired 
  • Burdened 
  • Weary 
  • Exhausted 
  • Drained 
  • Jumpy 
  • Intimidated 
  • Apprehensive 
  • Hostile 
  • Destructive 
  • Uncomfortable 
  • Annoyed 
  • Frustrated 
  • Angry 
  • In rage 
  • Indifferent 
  • Ignored 
  • Contempt 
  • Rude 
  • Obnoxious 
  • Sad 
  • Depressed 
  • Grief 
  • Agony 
  • Misery 
  • Cautious 
  • Doubtful 
  • Hesitant 
  • Wary 
  • Suspicious 
  • Nervous 
  • Scared 
  • Fear 
  • Shocked 
  • Panic 
  • Dissatisfied 
  • Upset 
  • Disappointed 
  • Crushed 
  • Confused 
  • Disgusted 
  • Embarrassment 
  • Envy 
  • Greed 
  • Guilt 
  • Harassed 
  • Humiliation 
Not sure what it is that I like about Carousels. Maybe it is the assurance, that even if you get lost in-between, you will always make it back to the place where you got on; or it could be the safe, yet exhilarating feeling of going somewhere and never really getting there. With each turn, the world around you changes, but you never have to change. As long as you keep moving, you are forever immune to the evils of time and circumstance, going round and round in a dizzying state of perpetual innocence. And when you finally make it back to the place were you got on, there will always be someone there, waiting; someone who will love and protect you, when at last, you decide to get off.
—  Adam Stanley  All My Sins Remembered 
What do you do when you can't crawl

Pairing: Nathan Miller x Monty Green
Rating: G
Words: 2221
Tags: Escaping Mount Weather, Hurt/Comfort, Canon Divergent
A/N: You guys have no idea how lucky you are that coldsaturn edits this stuff. No idea

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Miller keeps track of everyone who leaves the sleeping quarters and everyone who wanders back in. He sets up a system in his head that rates the time they’ve been gone and how many people they left with, trying to assign an “abducted by Mountain Men” risk rating to everyone he can’t see from his vantage point on the bunk. He promises himself that he’s not going to lose another person, not after… Not after the last one went missing.

 

He had felt so bloody useless when he’d gotten away. The run through the halls had been exhilarating, knowing that they were going to get away, and that they’d be able to try again to contact the outside world in a day or two. He’d gotten back to the quarters first, then Jasper and Maya. And then he started waiting. And waiting. And waiting some more.

 

No matter how long he stares at the door, nor how many people leave and return, there are two people that never end up coming through it. His two closest friends down here, hell maybe ever. And they might never walk through any doors again. If they’re luckier than any of them could hope to be, Clarke and Bellamy will come to save all of them before Monty and Harper are killed. If they’re just lucky, they’ll be kept drugged until the Mountain Men finish whatever it is they’re doing to them.

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"When Barbara Cook stepped out on the stage of Carnegie Hall on the night of January 26, 1975, she had been a singing star for more than 20 years— but on that night she started a new career.

This was the Barbara Cook who had been the most celebrated ingenue in Broadway musicals all through the 1950s and 1960s— in 1957 came ‘The Music Man’ and, for the next decade, Barbara Cook was the first choice for any show that required a glorious young ingenue with a glowing voice.

But after ten years of these roles, Barbara began to wonder where she was going— in career terms, in personal satisfaction terms. In the summer of 1973, she tried something she had never done— a show in which she did not play a character but simply sang songs as herself, as Barbara Cook. It was, she says, an exhilarating experience. ‘People reached out to touch me— not like the theater where you’re so removed from the audience.’

But the crucial performance was the first one— the Carnegie Hall debut, the first concert this vastly experienced singer had ever given. The question, when she stepped out on the stage of Carnegie Hall on the night of January 26, 1975, was simply: Could she make the transition from the musical theater to the concert stage?

The answer came the moment she took her first step onto the stage— an answer that took the form of a standing ovation from an audience that all but filled the huge hall even before she had sung her first note.

How do you build from an entrance like that? Glowing, hearty, clothed in a loose, flowing gown whose jaggedly cut sleeves made her look like a sun goddess when she raised her arms— Barbara Cook did it. The enthusiasm and excitement of her audience increased with every song, and she responded to their pleasure with a pure delight all her own.

Barbara Cook deserved every bit of the appreciation and affection she received. Broadway’s Barbara had never really been away, but her ‘return’ was a triumph.”

-John S. Wilson 


I was centred and alive. They say when you’ve found her the walls and boundaries that you kept up for so long and cherished as they kept you safe from harms way all begin to disintegrate. They weren’t wrong that’s for sure. Naked and exposed to a world of nudity, comfort and exhilaration. Yet without giving away too much, there was this knowing of unpredictable growth and change that neither of us were completely sure of but the secrecy of that revelation kept the fire burning during the winter nights of early January. The month of resolutions, change, a better me and a better you. I wasn’t sure of the future, but January brought forth a feeling for change and betterment. Another year of trying to live up to my high expectations I’d planted myself at the beginning of another full cycle. She was with me and all of those high expectations were based, rooted from her very presence. She was what I wanted to live up to, she was the rawness of every inch of my being. She captivated me in such a way that I lost all peripheral vision. She was the tunnel to the light, the chamber to the heart.

"I have quite a romanticised vision of London; it’s hectic and vibrant, but also physically and mentally draining. It’s a city of opposites; both beautiful and ugly, exhilarating yet frustrating. It leaves me with an almost guilty sense of relief when I leave, giving my brain a chance to process my time there."

Double transparent blue vinyl + digital, available now on the A Strangely Isolated Place label.

Digital astrangelyisolatedplace.bandcamp.com/album/europe

Vinyl www.juno.co.uk/products/europe-1…stomer/549568-01/

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Chloe “Swallow” Auferstehung
PrepareforPlanetfall.com
Photos by https://www.facebook.com/sarah.l.bowman

From my first Planetfall LARP game here in Austin TX
This game is AMAZINGLY cool! If you live in Central Texas you should really get your butt down here for out next game!
Surviving on Medina is hard, but so exhilarating.

Saw the first snow drops of the year yesterday :) spring is stirring in the land, just below the surface, the earth is waking up. I can feel the quickening in me to… it’s exhilarating, now what to do with all this excess energy :)

this is exactly what loathing looks like. do not question the man

I apologize in advance if I keep talking about this song but it amuses me to no end

Exhilarating PREVIEW! Chapter 18


The sunset was alive on her face, its harshness looking so soft on her smile. And he wondered why he had hated the sunset so much. It had felt like a final setting on the end of time, but now it seemed like a seal on a promise of hope, of future. It was vibrant and oddly peaceful, echoing the ardent violence of his heartbeat. 

She was staring out into the world, content. Her eyes were lighter with the sun on them, a shade of russet, glossy and definite like her. She closed her eyes, a sigh escaping her lips and she looked so grateful to be alive, so at peace. An envious cord resonated in his chest, his watchful eyes fixated on the way the sun kissed her skin, caressing its lover. 

And he knew then, with awed realization, that he had never seen anything as beautiful as…she.

It’s coming SOON!!