Sometimes I push but nothing breaks through.
I'm here, my love
But where are you?
With colors, kaleidoscope, you blind me
I forge the chains
They wrap and bind me
with lips
with eyes
with tongue
with lies
I am a faithless whore
But I want to believe.
(What you just read is not really a poem. It's just something I wrote on a whim...a cathartic release, if you will. I usually call this sort of thing Muse Vomit. My Muse, she gets a little too much to drink. People who are intoxicated are usually not terribly articulate and Muses are no exception. However, when my Muse is drunk she likes to inspire me! I'm sure you understand how this could prove to be troublesome and disturbing. What usually follows her drunken fits is a chaotic rhyme or verse or just a sliver of an idea is allowed to be born. In essence, she gives me Muse Vomit. The secret to enjoying it, I think, lies in the idea of possibility. In short, let it inspire you. Imagine what it could be.)
"The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance."
~ Tool
I want somebody who sees the pointlessness and still keeps their purpose in mind;
I want somebody who has a tortured soul...some of the time;
I want somebody who will either put out for me
or put me out of misery;
Or maybe just put it all to words and make me say, "You know, I never heard it put that way".
Make me say, "What did you just say?"
~Ani Difranco "Asking Too Much"
Thursday, February 28, 2002
I'd like to prolong a moment...a thought...
Soft dusk fading.
The hills in the distance darkened by the brilliant glow of golden light edging away behind them.
The valley beyond, in the night shade of the trees, is quiet.
The sky over me is blue.
a twighlight blue, soft and generous
It is the place I look to avoid the coming darkness.
This feel...this time...this view...
reminds me of Christmastime a while ago.
I see myself as a child...about 8 years-old...staring out the large, rectangular windows of that old bedroom that I shared for so long with my sister.
Staring at nothing and yet at everything. Staring out into the coming night.
Staring at the trees, in their dark and brooding stance.
At the stars, cold, lonley, so far away and so beautiful.
I see the lights from the houses in the valley below and the twin beams of the cars' headlights floating by.
The glinting, icy sheen of the snow in the moonlight.
"Somewhere, beyond this moment in time" I thought, "I will find my Destiny. My heart will not feel so lonley amidst this beauty. Someone will share this feeling with me."
Eight years old is a long time ago.
I suppose that I now believe that no two souls can experince the night in the same way.
No one can share my awe, my worshipful sadness.
And when I give these words to others they will most likely not understand.
Toss me a shrug, a non-interested smile.
It's like gathering twigs in an attempt to build a bridge.
I am doomed to have no real communication with another soul.
I would that I were wrong in my conclusion.
"Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication"
~Tool
Soft dusk fading.
The hills in the distance darkened by the brilliant glow of golden light edging away behind them.
The valley beyond, in the night shade of the trees, is quiet.
The sky over me is blue.
a twighlight blue, soft and generous
It is the place I look to avoid the coming darkness.
This feel...this time...this view...
reminds me of Christmastime a while ago.
I see myself as a child...about 8 years-old...staring out the large, rectangular windows of that old bedroom that I shared for so long with my sister.
Staring at nothing and yet at everything. Staring out into the coming night.
Staring at the trees, in their dark and brooding stance.
At the stars, cold, lonley, so far away and so beautiful.
I see the lights from the houses in the valley below and the twin beams of the cars' headlights floating by.
The glinting, icy sheen of the snow in the moonlight.
"Somewhere, beyond this moment in time" I thought, "I will find my Destiny. My heart will not feel so lonley amidst this beauty. Someone will share this feeling with me."
Eight years old is a long time ago.
I suppose that I now believe that no two souls can experince the night in the same way.
No one can share my awe, my worshipful sadness.
And when I give these words to others they will most likely not understand.
Toss me a shrug, a non-interested smile.
It's like gathering twigs in an attempt to build a bridge.
I am doomed to have no real communication with another soul.
I would that I were wrong in my conclusion.
"Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication"
~Tool
Tuesday, February 26, 2002
Several days ago some friends and I were engaged in a discussion on the existence of altruism. For your entertainment here are my thoughts on the matter. Don't fall asleep!
If altruism is defined as unselfish regard for or devotion to the welfare of others, then I agree….Pure altruism does not exist.
Some form of self-interest motivates even our most basic relationships, though we are not always conscious of it.
In our sexual relationships we give pleasure to others but in return we also receive pleasure and increase the chance of preserving ourselves through the continuation of our genetic lines. (Well this is obvious.) In our relationships with family, friends, and in romantic love we give love, but we also receive love, support, a place to belong. If we do not receive anything in return, we let the connection die....we stop giving to them and move on to other relationships that will be more beneficial to us, relationships in which we will receive something that we need. However, more often than not in the case of the family, if we do not receive anything in return for our gifts, we will get a sense of pleasure from "doing the right thing" by being loving to our family. So in the end we still receive something...and this something makes us feel better about ourselves. (Also, obvious.)
The one relationship that many might declare the most altruistic is the one between and mother and child. This relationship is very imbalanced, with the mother doing the majority of the giving in the beginning. However, as time passes and the mother grows old, the child will usually take care of her when she is no longer able to take care of herself. Also, from the child she will receive an immense amount of love and respect...and the mother will also receive the joy of watching her child learn, grow, and become a whole person.
My point is that behind all good deeds, in every act of love, and in every human relationship there lies some form of selfish motivation. As I said before, we usually are not conscious of it.
Now concerning volunteer work....volunteering is a truly admirable thing, according to our society. Since selflessness is so valued in our culture, we dislike the idea that we might actually have much selfish motivation in the things that we do and the relationships that we have. Being born of this society, I feel admiration for those who commit themselves to helping others. They, being born of this society, may feel a bit disturbed at the thought of selfish motivation behind actions that they consider to be altruistic...but if they feel pride at all...if doing these things gives them anything in return, the actions cannot be said to be truly altruistic. Whatever an individual's motives for giving to others, he/she WILL receive some sense of satisfaction...some pride...some joy from saving a life or from providing aid. He/she will receive something in return for what he/she gives. Self-service may not be the aim, but it is an unavoidable side effect.
So why do we help others? The common responses: Because they need help...because someone has to do it...because it's the right thing to do. Let's look at the first statement..."because they need help"....but if someone needs help why should I be the one to do it? The answer to this is in the next statement, "because someone has to do it"...and here is something interesting. The phrase "has to". We HAVE TO, we are REQUIRED TO, and we MUST. However, we are not required to help others. We don't HAVE TO. There are no laws that require this. And the last statement..."because it's the right thing to do"....our culture has taught us that it is good to help others. So WHY is it good? Well because in helping them we may preserve their lives. Okay, why is this desirable? Well, by preserving their lives, we preserve and work to further our species. And if the human race thrives, the individual will increase his/her chances of thriving and reproducing. So in the end we do all helping behavior out of a biological motivation to survive. It is selfish in that we are doing it for our own preservation. It is selfish in that we do it for the preservation of the extensions of ourselves, our children, our families, and even for the whole of mankind.
Helping behavior is present among apes and other animals…so I agree… it is in nature…and therefore in our nature. But I think that selfishness is a part of nature, as well. There is a balance…you can’t have one and without the other. :)
So we can do altruistic actions but there is always some element of selfish motivation present. And even in selfish actions we can inadvertently help someone. (Ex. Rich businessman is expanding production in his company for profit… he builds a factory…this creates jobs for people who need them…people are aided, but the motivation was selfish.)
Again, pure altruism or selfishness does not exist.
If altruism is defined as unselfish regard for or devotion to the welfare of others, then I agree….Pure altruism does not exist.
Some form of self-interest motivates even our most basic relationships, though we are not always conscious of it.
In our sexual relationships we give pleasure to others but in return we also receive pleasure and increase the chance of preserving ourselves through the continuation of our genetic lines. (Well this is obvious.) In our relationships with family, friends, and in romantic love we give love, but we also receive love, support, a place to belong. If we do not receive anything in return, we let the connection die....we stop giving to them and move on to other relationships that will be more beneficial to us, relationships in which we will receive something that we need. However, more often than not in the case of the family, if we do not receive anything in return for our gifts, we will get a sense of pleasure from "doing the right thing" by being loving to our family. So in the end we still receive something...and this something makes us feel better about ourselves. (Also, obvious.)
The one relationship that many might declare the most altruistic is the one between and mother and child. This relationship is very imbalanced, with the mother doing the majority of the giving in the beginning. However, as time passes and the mother grows old, the child will usually take care of her when she is no longer able to take care of herself. Also, from the child she will receive an immense amount of love and respect...and the mother will also receive the joy of watching her child learn, grow, and become a whole person.
My point is that behind all good deeds, in every act of love, and in every human relationship there lies some form of selfish motivation. As I said before, we usually are not conscious of it.
Now concerning volunteer work....volunteering is a truly admirable thing, according to our society. Since selflessness is so valued in our culture, we dislike the idea that we might actually have much selfish motivation in the things that we do and the relationships that we have. Being born of this society, I feel admiration for those who commit themselves to helping others. They, being born of this society, may feel a bit disturbed at the thought of selfish motivation behind actions that they consider to be altruistic...but if they feel pride at all...if doing these things gives them anything in return, the actions cannot be said to be truly altruistic. Whatever an individual's motives for giving to others, he/she WILL receive some sense of satisfaction...some pride...some joy from saving a life or from providing aid. He/she will receive something in return for what he/she gives. Self-service may not be the aim, but it is an unavoidable side effect.
So why do we help others? The common responses: Because they need help...because someone has to do it...because it's the right thing to do. Let's look at the first statement..."because they need help"....but if someone needs help why should I be the one to do it? The answer to this is in the next statement, "because someone has to do it"...and here is something interesting. The phrase "has to". We HAVE TO, we are REQUIRED TO, and we MUST. However, we are not required to help others. We don't HAVE TO. There are no laws that require this. And the last statement..."because it's the right thing to do"....our culture has taught us that it is good to help others. So WHY is it good? Well because in helping them we may preserve their lives. Okay, why is this desirable? Well, by preserving their lives, we preserve and work to further our species. And if the human race thrives, the individual will increase his/her chances of thriving and reproducing. So in the end we do all helping behavior out of a biological motivation to survive. It is selfish in that we are doing it for our own preservation. It is selfish in that we do it for the preservation of the extensions of ourselves, our children, our families, and even for the whole of mankind.
Helping behavior is present among apes and other animals…so I agree… it is in nature…and therefore in our nature. But I think that selfishness is a part of nature, as well. There is a balance…you can’t have one and without the other. :)
So we can do altruistic actions but there is always some element of selfish motivation present. And even in selfish actions we can inadvertently help someone. (Ex. Rich businessman is expanding production in his company for profit… he builds a factory…this creates jobs for people who need them…people are aided, but the motivation was selfish.)
Again, pure altruism or selfishness does not exist.
Tuesday, February 19, 2002
You might be wondering why I named my page Skin my Thousand Asses?
Well it was a phrase that was spelled out on my refrigerator with the magnet poetry
thingies...and I decided that I should use it here.
And if I wanted to bullshit...which I've decided that I do!...I could say that each "ass"
represents a side of my personality. A part of my secret self. By "skinning" the "asses",
I mean sharing my private parts with you. (hehe I want to share my private
parts with you!! Yikes!!!) I will be exploring myself...sharing...and making public
some of the most intimate thoughts and questions of the soul.
Damn, I'm good!
And why do I call myself the Amazon Queen? Well I'm tall for a chick. My friends
have referred to me as "The Amazon" for quite sometime now. Even back in high school
my nicknames were always had reference to my height. Sasquatch, Stilts, Legs, etc.
So over time, I've become the Amazon Queen. Hell, I even worked for Amazon.com in customer service. =) I was trying to get Jeff Bezoz to take me on as the company mascot but he wouldn't bite. I don't understand why. I thought the idea was rather clever, myself. :)
Anyway, back to recording the mundane details of my life Ben and I did not go out to dinner. We played online games. Big surprise. But he did buy me a lovely silver and jade necklace while we were out at the mall. So I guess the whole dinner thing is forgivable.
Now I don’t want anyone thinking I’m a shallow materialistic bitch. I’m not. Well, I’m
not materialistic at any rate. I do enjoy possessions…having nice things is…well...nice. But it’s not the most important thing in life. The most important thing in life is communication. It’s what life is all about. The communications that take between an individual and your family and friends and lover are that individual’s raison d’etre. I’ll write more on this later. (I don’t have the time or stamina to do so now.)
Anyway, it was nice to receive a spontaneous gift. Do you have any idea how infrequently this happens? Very infrequently. It made me feel special and made him appear to me as…well…a guy who’s working to make me love him more and more. And I like that feeling. It’s nice to have someone care so much about you. J
Back to my story…I had so much fun playing games I really didn’t care that we didn’t go out to dinner! I wonder if the fact that I was drunk had anything to do with it? Yes, that’s right. I was drunk. I downed two whole bottles of Sauvignon Blanc last night (and this morning) and they put the hurt on me, baby! Smart me thought that if I drink water while drinking wine, then I would avoid a hang over. Well that’s probably a good idea if I had only drunk the one bottle. I forgot that my stomach only holds so much liquid….but my stomach didn’t. After I knocked off the second bottle, she (my stomach) promptly ejected the extra fluid into the toilet bowl via my throat and mouth. It was a lovely experience….one that I won’t soon forget.
During my little drunk I had deep and profound thoughts…things that I felt I should write down flitted through my head. Of course, I wrote nothing down and I remember very little. I’m sure that’s a blessing in disguise. J
I missed my classes this morning…partly due to staying up so late…and partly due to the hangover that I had this morning! J So now I have a pile of reading to do for my Literary Criticism class and I’ve wasted my day away listening to music, doing my finances, and answering friend’s emails. Ah well, that’s life.
Until next time, remember…
“The truth lies in-between the 1st and the 40th drink.” ~ Tori Amos
Well it was a phrase that was spelled out on my refrigerator with the magnet poetry
thingies...and I decided that I should use it here.
And if I wanted to bullshit...which I've decided that I do!...I could say that each "ass"
represents a side of my personality. A part of my secret self. By "skinning" the "asses",
I mean sharing my private parts with you. (hehe I want to share my private
parts with you!! Yikes!!!) I will be exploring myself...sharing...and making public
some of the most intimate thoughts and questions of the soul.
Damn, I'm good!
And why do I call myself the Amazon Queen? Well I'm tall for a chick. My friends
have referred to me as "The Amazon" for quite sometime now. Even back in high school
my nicknames were always had reference to my height. Sasquatch, Stilts, Legs, etc.
So over time, I've become the Amazon Queen. Hell, I even worked for Amazon.com in customer service. =) I was trying to get Jeff Bezoz to take me on as the company mascot but he wouldn't bite. I don't understand why. I thought the idea was rather clever, myself. :)
Anyway, back to recording the mundane details of my life Ben and I did not go out to dinner. We played online games. Big surprise. But he did buy me a lovely silver and jade necklace while we were out at the mall. So I guess the whole dinner thing is forgivable.
Now I don’t want anyone thinking I’m a shallow materialistic bitch. I’m not. Well, I’m
not materialistic at any rate. I do enjoy possessions…having nice things is…well...nice. But it’s not the most important thing in life. The most important thing in life is communication. It’s what life is all about. The communications that take between an individual and your family and friends and lover are that individual’s raison d’etre. I’ll write more on this later. (I don’t have the time or stamina to do so now.)
Anyway, it was nice to receive a spontaneous gift. Do you have any idea how infrequently this happens? Very infrequently. It made me feel special and made him appear to me as…well…a guy who’s working to make me love him more and more. And I like that feeling. It’s nice to have someone care so much about you. J
Back to my story…I had so much fun playing games I really didn’t care that we didn’t go out to dinner! I wonder if the fact that I was drunk had anything to do with it? Yes, that’s right. I was drunk. I downed two whole bottles of Sauvignon Blanc last night (and this morning) and they put the hurt on me, baby! Smart me thought that if I drink water while drinking wine, then I would avoid a hang over. Well that’s probably a good idea if I had only drunk the one bottle. I forgot that my stomach only holds so much liquid….but my stomach didn’t. After I knocked off the second bottle, she (my stomach) promptly ejected the extra fluid into the toilet bowl via my throat and mouth. It was a lovely experience….one that I won’t soon forget.
During my little drunk I had deep and profound thoughts…things that I felt I should write down flitted through my head. Of course, I wrote nothing down and I remember very little. I’m sure that’s a blessing in disguise. J
I missed my classes this morning…partly due to staying up so late…and partly due to the hangover that I had this morning! J So now I have a pile of reading to do for my Literary Criticism class and I’ve wasted my day away listening to music, doing my finances, and answering friend’s emails. Ah well, that’s life.
Until next time, remember…
“The truth lies in-between the 1st and the 40th drink.” ~ Tori Amos
Monday, February 18, 2002
Here I am again...It's very nearly 4AM...I should be in bed...but I'm posting to this instead. And do I have anything profound to say? Maybe. From the mouths of babes and mad men (or women)....I qualify as the latter. :) We shall see. :)
Anyway, Ben and I ended up not going out to do our Valentine's thingy. And honestly, I think that I've lost the will power. What's the point now? It would feel so forced....so contrived....and terribly unromantic. Perhaps I just expect too much, no?
He says that we'll go and do it this evening at 6PM, but I'm not sure that that will ever happen. And if it does...do I really want it to now? I suppose my expectations were too high....I wanted to be swept off my feet for a change....made to feel that I'm unique and extrordinary....perhaps that's too much of a stretch.:) hehe But is it too much to ask your of your lover, for him to make you fall passionately in love with him again? Hmmm...I will quit this line of thought as it is giving me a headache.
On the up-side...I did get to play some online games with my friend Chrs and that was fun. Also, I drank a good bit of Cabernet Sauvignon and had some nifty conversation with my sister, Rose. So life is fairly good. :) "Always look on the bright side of life."
I'm too tired to think....and the wine is finally kicking my ass...Goodnight.:)
"When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don’t let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes." ~ REM
Anyway, Ben and I ended up not going out to do our Valentine's thingy. And honestly, I think that I've lost the will power. What's the point now? It would feel so forced....so contrived....and terribly unromantic. Perhaps I just expect too much, no?
He says that we'll go and do it this evening at 6PM, but I'm not sure that that will ever happen. And if it does...do I really want it to now? I suppose my expectations were too high....I wanted to be swept off my feet for a change....made to feel that I'm unique and extrordinary....perhaps that's too much of a stretch.:) hehe But is it too much to ask your of your lover, for him to make you fall passionately in love with him again? Hmmm...I will quit this line of thought as it is giving me a headache.
On the up-side...I did get to play some online games with my friend Chrs and that was fun. Also, I drank a good bit of Cabernet Sauvignon and had some nifty conversation with my sister, Rose. So life is fairly good. :) "Always look on the bright side of life."
I'm too tired to think....and the wine is finally kicking my ass...Goodnight.:)
"When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don’t let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes." ~ REM
Sunday, February 17, 2002
I woke up at about 1:30PM yesterday....well actually I woke up the first time at 9:30AM, but decided that it was Saturday and I wasn't getting up before noon. So I didn't!
Ah, that's the beauty of the weekend. No alarms!
So anyways, my friend Pat, who lives in Florida, called to see if my boyfriend and I wanted to play some online games. We decided we would and our friend Chris, who lives in Seattle, joined us and we wound up playing for the rest of the day. Now online gaming is usually an enjoyable activity for me...and I did enjoy myself...but I was just a wee bit disappointed.
You see, my boyfriend, Ben, and I were supposed to celebrate Valentine's Day yesterday. We had planned to dress up and go out to dinner and then go ice-skating afterward. Who knows? We might have even gotten a hotel room so that we could have a little romantic getaway. But did we? No. We played online games...in the same clothes we slept the previous night. And neither of us showered all day. Is this pathetic? Some would say yes. I refuse to think about it for fear that I may arrive at the same conclusion. =) Ah well, but we had fun talking with our friends and that is the important thing.
So what is my wish for today? I hope that, perhaps, my boyfriend will wine me and dine me. That he’ll make me fall in love with him all over again. Our lives have been rather hectic for quite some time and we’ve failed to set aside time to spend alone together. We need to. Why you ask? A simple reason really. Every woman needs to be reminded that she’s a woman. Every woman needs to be made to feel that she’s beautiful and sexy. And I’m sure all men need some similar reassurance…perhaps not as often…but they need it too. =)
When you find someone you love, make sure you let them know every day how much you love them and how badly you need them in your life. But this is not enough. You must also make them want to be in your life. The secret here lies in fulfilling as many of their desires as possible. In short, make them happy! Obviously you can’t give another person everything they want or need, but I’ve found that you can give them much by focusing on the little things. Often the key to happiness lies in the things that seem to be the most insignificant. This is especially true in relationships. For example guys, washing the dishes or doing the laundry could be a way to improve your love life! You may scoff at me but it’s true! To you these things may seem unimportant, but what you don’t realize is that these little stressors compound and can prove to be a huge weight on the mind of you ladylove. Especially when she feels that you are not shouldering your share of the responsibility. If you make the effort to help her…to share the responsibility, I guarantee you she will notice and she’ll reward you with some like favor. Maybe she’ll give you that hour-long back massage. =) And the wonderful thing is that she’ll be doing it because she’s happy to. If she’s willing to massage your back, who knows what else she might be willing to massage?
Simply said, doing the dishes can get you some loving! =)
Until next time remember…
The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost. ~ Gilbert K. Chesterton.
Ah, that's the beauty of the weekend. No alarms!
So anyways, my friend Pat, who lives in Florida, called to see if my boyfriend and I wanted to play some online games. We decided we would and our friend Chris, who lives in Seattle, joined us and we wound up playing for the rest of the day. Now online gaming is usually an enjoyable activity for me...and I did enjoy myself...but I was just a wee bit disappointed.
You see, my boyfriend, Ben, and I were supposed to celebrate Valentine's Day yesterday. We had planned to dress up and go out to dinner and then go ice-skating afterward. Who knows? We might have even gotten a hotel room so that we could have a little romantic getaway. But did we? No. We played online games...in the same clothes we slept the previous night. And neither of us showered all day. Is this pathetic? Some would say yes. I refuse to think about it for fear that I may arrive at the same conclusion. =) Ah well, but we had fun talking with our friends and that is the important thing.
So what is my wish for today? I hope that, perhaps, my boyfriend will wine me and dine me. That he’ll make me fall in love with him all over again. Our lives have been rather hectic for quite some time and we’ve failed to set aside time to spend alone together. We need to. Why you ask? A simple reason really. Every woman needs to be reminded that she’s a woman. Every woman needs to be made to feel that she’s beautiful and sexy. And I’m sure all men need some similar reassurance…perhaps not as often…but they need it too. =)
When you find someone you love, make sure you let them know every day how much you love them and how badly you need them in your life. But this is not enough. You must also make them want to be in your life. The secret here lies in fulfilling as many of their desires as possible. In short, make them happy! Obviously you can’t give another person everything they want or need, but I’ve found that you can give them much by focusing on the little things. Often the key to happiness lies in the things that seem to be the most insignificant. This is especially true in relationships. For example guys, washing the dishes or doing the laundry could be a way to improve your love life! You may scoff at me but it’s true! To you these things may seem unimportant, but what you don’t realize is that these little stressors compound and can prove to be a huge weight on the mind of you ladylove. Especially when she feels that you are not shouldering your share of the responsibility. If you make the effort to help her…to share the responsibility, I guarantee you she will notice and she’ll reward you with some like favor. Maybe she’ll give you that hour-long back massage. =) And the wonderful thing is that she’ll be doing it because she’s happy to. If she’s willing to massage your back, who knows what else she might be willing to massage?
Simply said, doing the dishes can get you some loving! =)
Until next time remember…
The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost. ~ Gilbert K. Chesterton.
Friday, February 15, 2002
Well...here I am! I stumbled onto a friend's online journal and thought, "What a lovely idea! I must have one too!" So here I am.
This blog will be my online journal where I will try to address a few of the boggles of life. I will record moments and prolong the life of my thoughts by capturing them here before they can flit away like the elusive little creatures that they are. Not only will I share my thoughts, feelings, and details of my life, but I will occasionally post poetry and lyrics for others to love or to hate.
And speaking of love and hate! My advice on love and hate is this...if you love, love passionately...and if you hate, hate passionately. It is in one's best interest to do whatever one does with passion, and thereby avoid mediocrity. Maybe this is true. Or maybe its just chatter, chatter, chatter. =)
Until next time remember....
"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. " ~ Oscar Wilde
This blog will be my online journal where I will try to address a few of the boggles of life. I will record moments and prolong the life of my thoughts by capturing them here before they can flit away like the elusive little creatures that they are. Not only will I share my thoughts, feelings, and details of my life, but I will occasionally post poetry and lyrics for others to love or to hate.
And speaking of love and hate! My advice on love and hate is this...if you love, love passionately...and if you hate, hate passionately. It is in one's best interest to do whatever one does with passion, and thereby avoid mediocrity. Maybe this is true. Or maybe its just chatter, chatter, chatter. =)
Until next time remember....
"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. " ~ Oscar Wilde
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