Today, i was sitting,
typing away
when my toes started to go numb.
As if i had tweaked them
messed up the joint,
maybe a nerve was too tight.
I wriggled one
then tickled another
and tried to feel the sensation,
but nothing got through
the thick haze of fog
which then clarified my fascination.
I'm curious, it's true,
about why they sleep
when there's so much to complete
and they simply
silently answer,
"we are just connected to your feet.
You don't need us to type,
or drink or to eat,
so let us rest, then, while we can."
it would've scared me,
if it weren't in my head,
Or they didn't make so much good sense.
So, I left 'em alone and let them sleep.
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 9, 2012
Football Sunday
So, this is a quick one today: I got things to do. :)
First off, UHM, Ace makes a hard pumpkin cider (I assume for Fall-times...?). How did I not know of this happening?! For anyone who doesn't know already, I have a really bad gluten intolerance and I am unable to drink beer without getting atrociously drunk and then hung over the next day. So I love cider. And this? Oh, jeez...
Secondly, I found a cool thing about football. Not to say that there isn't much to find, cause I do enjoy the sport as a whole, but I never grew up watching football, so I get to view it as an outsider on my way into the sphere. I gotta say, it's a new perspective on a very strong undercurrent of American civilization. Wearing the jersey of my boyfriend's team, we were noticed and approached at the grocery store. Now, the Broncos aren't my boys-- I'm forever with the green team number 1 (NY Jets, baby)-- but it's cool to have that immediate, almost unspoken connection with people.
I liken it to the fact that I'm a raging geek/nerd. I love my 'Wars (not much of a 'Trek fan....) and my Arrested Development and so many people don't get the references I make or the silly clothing I have that accompanies my odd interests. BUT, when I go to ComicCon..... Everyone notices. And better, everyone already knows what it is.
It's almost like built-in friendships.
And I like it when the world works like that.
First off, UHM, Ace makes a hard pumpkin cider (I assume for Fall-times...?). How did I not know of this happening?! For anyone who doesn't know already, I have a really bad gluten intolerance and I am unable to drink beer without getting atrociously drunk and then hung over the next day. So I love cider. And this? Oh, jeez...
Secondly, I found a cool thing about football. Not to say that there isn't much to find, cause I do enjoy the sport as a whole, but I never grew up watching football, so I get to view it as an outsider on my way into the sphere. I gotta say, it's a new perspective on a very strong undercurrent of American civilization. Wearing the jersey of my boyfriend's team, we were noticed and approached at the grocery store. Now, the Broncos aren't my boys-- I'm forever with the green team number 1 (NY Jets, baby)-- but it's cool to have that immediate, almost unspoken connection with people.
I liken it to the fact that I'm a raging geek/nerd. I love my 'Wars (not much of a 'Trek fan....) and my Arrested Development and so many people don't get the references I make or the silly clothing I have that accompanies my odd interests. BUT, when I go to ComicCon..... Everyone notices. And better, everyone already knows what it is.
It's almost like built-in friendships.
And I like it when the world works like that.
Sep 7, 2012
Pondering on spirituality
Recently, I've been encouraged to read a particular book by certain quite religious people in my life to whom I owe *practically* everything-- my parents. Regardless of whether I see all angles of their argument or disagree on every level, their patience and understanding in my upbringing has made me what I am, and I owe them respect in return, at the very least.
BUT
I have recently felt a very strong disconnect between myself and the religion into which I was raised. I never once believed that the Catholic religion was hate-filled, or wrong in it's beliefs-- on the contrary. If you actually go back and read the scriptures with an open mind, more often than not, the passage is about the perpetration of love throughout the world. It's not about spreading wealth, and hating different people, or even trying to convert the world to your own beliefs.
The core idea is loving your neighbor, loving your environment, loving the creatures around you, loving your enemies. LOVE. It is the one thing strong enough to change the world over, a lack of which would also change the face of our planet.
Our world is missing Love. Our societies and human relationships are missing the love which allows happiness and satisfaction to exist. Our persons--our own beings-- are missing love. The vast amount of depression which is running rampant throughout the planet is due (in my opinion) to the extensive amount of self-hatred and self-depreciation.
If this is let go, good can filter in--God can filter in.
I should explain--when I think of God, when I think of the picture or the concept of God, I see only love, personified. I don't see an elderly man with a huge beard and an ever-present smile; I don't see a woman, clothed only in her long, flowing hair and flowers; I don't see a multitude of glowing, glittering deities, sitting around the Parthenon, getting drunk.
Rather, I feel the presence of love. Or I feel the absence of hate. I feel confusion, and loneliness, and sadness melt away as I feel encompassed in so much love that I am brought to tears. That is God to me.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't believe any religion is wholly wrong and I don't believe any religion is wholly right.I think the key is to grasp the extraordinary concept of loving everything.
Loving yourself for what you are--an extension of God
Loving every other person for what they are--and extension of God, a differing version of the thing you are
Loving the things that surround you--being grateful for their assistance, for their existence, seeing the effort and time that went into the creation.
Loving the nature that is everywhere--respecting it, embracing it, appreciating it, for the fact that it is God's creation, and a reflection of the beauty that is within yourself.
BUT
I have recently felt a very strong disconnect between myself and the religion into which I was raised. I never once believed that the Catholic religion was hate-filled, or wrong in it's beliefs-- on the contrary. If you actually go back and read the scriptures with an open mind, more often than not, the passage is about the perpetration of love throughout the world. It's not about spreading wealth, and hating different people, or even trying to convert the world to your own beliefs.
The core idea is loving your neighbor, loving your environment, loving the creatures around you, loving your enemies. LOVE. It is the one thing strong enough to change the world over, a lack of which would also change the face of our planet.
Our world is missing Love. Our societies and human relationships are missing the love which allows happiness and satisfaction to exist. Our persons--our own beings-- are missing love. The vast amount of depression which is running rampant throughout the planet is due (in my opinion) to the extensive amount of self-hatred and self-depreciation.
If this is let go, good can filter in--God can filter in.
I should explain--when I think of God, when I think of the picture or the concept of God, I see only love, personified. I don't see an elderly man with a huge beard and an ever-present smile; I don't see a woman, clothed only in her long, flowing hair and flowers; I don't see a multitude of glowing, glittering deities, sitting around the Parthenon, getting drunk.
Rather, I feel the presence of love. Or I feel the absence of hate. I feel confusion, and loneliness, and sadness melt away as I feel encompassed in so much love that I am brought to tears. That is God to me.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't believe any religion is wholly wrong and I don't believe any religion is wholly right.I think the key is to grasp the extraordinary concept of loving everything.
Loving yourself for what you are--an extension of God
Loving every other person for what they are--and extension of God, a differing version of the thing you are
Loving the things that surround you--being grateful for their assistance, for their existence, seeing the effort and time that went into the creation.
Loving the nature that is everywhere--respecting it, embracing it, appreciating it, for the fact that it is God's creation, and a reflection of the beauty that is within yourself.
Sep 6, 2012
Gathered words.
A few things to share:
1.)
Sometimes when I'm working, my breathing speeds up and my eyes fill with tears, spilling over onto my cheeks or even my hands, busy and fluttering over the keyboard. I'm overwhelmed with a feeling of nothingness. Of boredom to the extent of absence. Of absolute numbness to the world.
I'm not 'sad' necessarily. Just done. Done with pointless conversations and useless numbers. Done with technology and telephones. Done with coffee and lunch-times and the stupid little fan that I have to have otherwise I get lightheaded. 'Course, I get lightheaded even with the fan.
2.)
make a song.
make a thing.
dance a dance,
fling a fling.
make all for yourself
express yourself
be yourself
you are the only one
like you
in the world.
so be in the world.
make for the world.
sing to the world.
3.)
When you’re sad, the thoughts weigh on me
Making the world and all it’s things so heavy.
I wish I could throw them off of me and you
And make everything like when we were new.
1.)
Sometimes when I'm working, my breathing speeds up and my eyes fill with tears, spilling over onto my cheeks or even my hands, busy and fluttering over the keyboard. I'm overwhelmed with a feeling of nothingness. Of boredom to the extent of absence. Of absolute numbness to the world.
I'm not 'sad' necessarily. Just done. Done with pointless conversations and useless numbers. Done with technology and telephones. Done with coffee and lunch-times and the stupid little fan that I have to have otherwise I get lightheaded. 'Course, I get lightheaded even with the fan.
2.)
make a song.
make a thing.
dance a dance,
fling a fling.
make all for yourself
express yourself
be yourself
you are the only one
like you
in the world.
so be in the world.
make for the world.
sing to the world.
3.)
When you’re sad, the thoughts weigh on me
Making the world and all it’s things so heavy.
I wish I could throw them off of me and you
And make everything like when we were new.
When the world was happy and bright
And we went out every night
And we thought that light
would come of everything.
That was when I felt right.
And we went out every night
And we thought that light
would come of everything.
That was when I felt right.
We make plans together
Or rather I make plans forever
For years away and down the road.
It seems I'll never be free of this load.
Or rather I make plans forever
For years away and down the road.
It seems I'll never be free of this load.
Sep 5, 2012
Listening
To listen is a very unique characteristic and skill.
Listen to everyone who speaks. You never know what they're going to say.
Or what they need.
Maybe all they need is that one ear,
peeled for the plea
that they've tried to hide
within the words of nothingness.
People speak of nothingness in order to free their mind from the terrible "something"s.
If someone always says nothing to you, try to see why. Or just listen to their nothing. You'll hear the honesty behind their words and feel what is right.
It's human nature to know how to help others. Especially if that help comes in the form of silence and support. Try it: it's one of the easiest things to do,
to listen and love your fellows.
It's terribly underrated.
Listen to everyone who speaks. You never know what they're going to say.
Or what they need.
Maybe all they need is that one ear,
peeled for the plea
that they've tried to hide
within the words of nothingness.
People speak of nothingness in order to free their mind from the terrible "something"s.
If someone always says nothing to you, try to see why. Or just listen to their nothing. You'll hear the honesty behind their words and feel what is right.
It's human nature to know how to help others. Especially if that help comes in the form of silence and support. Try it: it's one of the easiest things to do,
to listen and love your fellows.
It's terribly underrated.
Sep 4, 2012
Weekend-end
Tuesdays are always more poignant when they fall after a three-day weekend. It's got the underlying feeling of a 'Monday' while still being that one-more-day closer to the next weekend. Why do people live weekend-to-weekend these days anyways?
Maybe that should be the point...
If we are supposed to make ourselves live for today, everyday, then it leads me to wonder why society seems to be so focused on Fridays. Why is it that human beings feel it such an arduous task to enjoy the work that they accomplish on Monday through Thursday? I know, personally, I am always proud of my creative work done in my free time (evenings and weekends) but I feel just bogged down and tired out by my amount of tasks at my place of work. Which is funny, cause I don't even have all that much to do. I've got a good job. Maybe it's a bit boring, but if that is my only complaint.... Well, jeez. I count myself ten kinds of lucky.
Live for today. Be happy with everything. Be proud of the things you do. But be proud FOR YOU. If all of your attempts are to better yourself, then you are steadily bettering everything.
Oh, and smile. Because it tends to help with the happy.
d(^-^)b
Sep 3, 2012
Happy Labor Day!
Today is a holiday from work (huzzah!) and I hoped to have a nice, relaxing day. Last night, we closed our performance of Arsenic and Old Lace and it. was. good. Every last one of the audiences spoke volumes about how much they enjoyed their time spent in the theatre, regardless of the size. And that makes me feel so successful. Everyone kept using the word "fun" and that is truly what I wanted from this show.
Thanks to all who attended! And my cast-mates are the TITS. Awesome show, ladies and gents. To everyone who didn't make it-- come out next time. I'll keep ya updated.
I had a very intense conversation today. Talking about politics is always interesting and usually volatile, but I encourage all to do everything to keep your cool. It's not worth it to lose it and make a fool of yourself, especially if you are talking to someone that you actually like. Or adore. Whatever the case may be, you will not be happy after you snap at them and hurt their feelings. You won't be happy after you continuously condescend even after the other has specifically asked you to stop. There is a lack of respect there.
Make sure you share your opinion with respect, is I guess my moral here... As my mother always so eloquently put it:
"Opinions are like assholes-- everybody's got one and they all stink."
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