17 December, 2010

If you are bored... I have been meaning to throw this up onto here

   I highly enjoyed this, so if you enjoy reading what I like to ramble about, you probably will too.


The following conversation I believe had taken  place in the month of December in the year 2010.
   + = remarks from different people
 I have slightly modified the below conversation (with consent) to clear up comments that would otherwise make less sense than they may already make without having been involved directly in the conversation
 
. . .
 
+ Anyways since middle school until more recently but more specifically, since the end of last year Everything is always an extended thought process. Sometimes it is such a cluster - f_ck with the little life that was going on and now look at what has happened since it all began. Blah!

+   feels like completely falling off the planet?

+  i have been out floating for a while now

+    i didn't know I’d be able to readjust when i left

+   I still don’t know that I’m even readjusted

+   oh, I’m not

+    I expect everything to blow up in my face now.
 
+  me too. and it STILL does. I’m still learning.

+   and I am legitimately convinced that everyone around me is going to change as drastically as they did

+   one thing at a time is hard when its multiples of lies, desire, relationships, the ’real’ world we want to perceive, what we’re actually living ..etc.

+   even though it’s completely irrational The desire is where it gets fucked.

+ Yeah

+ you and I got replaced.

+ Simply said. I went out last night and stayed completely free of everything

+ have a good time? :):)

+  terrible time. I learned a lot, but the other part of me wanted to go relive my life before but I’ve realized it is impossible and I should not want to. I’m constantly getting played with now at least that‘s what they think they‘re doing, I am actually just kind of laughing and observing.

+   if I knew then what I know now, I would have peaced out sooner. I was so close to a certain amount of calendar days at one point. old habits never die right?

+  mmm the habit could very easily be dead. It is just so different when they are around

+ Yeah

+  its a completely different feeling

+ it really is

+ you can slip right back into la la land where its fine to do whatever you want, how you want... because it worked for so long but you and i were lucky enough to get out by the skin on our teeth. that's only because we were smart enough

+  but ya know what is kind of interesting. i have been spending some time with someone that actually cares, that is disgusted with the fact that I ever had a part in any of  it. is it hard to relate to? F_ck ye... sometimes. but i have never had anyone be so truthful to me and forced me for the truth right back - such a new feeling.

+Agreed!

….some time passed and more words were shared…

+  I always thought and still think it was funny and maybe i should have opened my eyes more
because of you but, in my eyes - things were a million percent wonderful and beautiful and    colorful…then  certain decisions took place and the house I had thought up,  burnt down.
we have a sense of realism. At least that’s one thing i have always known that i possesAlways. I’m a dreamer, and am open to new concepts but I have always held on to reality - even if it was just by a fingertip.

+yes!!!!!!!! exactly!
That’s exactly it.

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The above conversation has been slightly changed due to privacy concerns.  It is an extremely close to the heart conversation and for the people that it was between, I have unconditional respect, love and pure hope  for. Two very unique ways of life, doing very different things.  none the less,  so much had been shared. . .without even trying.

Here is to holding on to reality. . And opening up your eyes
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  Making due with what you have been dealt. No, not making due… expanding.  Expanding what you have been dealt. Taking action to achieve what you desire.  You can’t manifest anything if you don’t move, otherwise it’s just a thought and you will fall into the category of what most people never climb out of.   Be different.

The world can’t turn into an every-person-for -themselves type of game.. .So don’t let it. 
Currently, a lot of people are failing miserably regarding that concept. 
You can not take, take, take and never give.
You will lose. 
Where is the growth  in that anyways?
Knowledge, skills, lessons,  emotions and so much more need to be shared.
Don’t pull us all down by taking it all away.

Some people have learned from certain people, and maybe that’s the one thing we will always have from certain people. If that is the case, those “some people" may now know how to perceive, talk and live with a more unique outlook  (or perhaps it is better to just say way of being) on this life that some of our bodies are going through.  The earlier referred to as “certain people”; those are not what made some of those certain peoples smart, it was their own minds.  certain people more than likely never realized how much some of the "some people" were taking, listening and figuring out.  It may have taken some time, but some of the some people now know much more than wanted.  But some of them have also taken it as a lesson, one that many people living their lives in the current time will never even look into. Many people may never like to believe it is there.  After all, who really would manifest such happenings in an utterly perfect world?    Right...
Ha. 
(if you could keep up with that last paragraph..power to ya, kind of confusing)

Here is another thought:

What are bad things? 
Are they thing’s that happen  that are not what we planned for?
Thing’s that are “cruel”?
Thing’s that are made that can hurt people?
Thing’s that chance balances in our minds?
Thing’s that people do to other things that can endanger other‘s?
Thing’s that are not what we desire?
Thing’s that what society flags as "not the right way".

Is anything really bad? Doesn’t it just depend on what we do with it? Of course, thing’s may mentally, physically hurt in a literal way.  But in the end, is it not what our minds make of it?  Isn’t it what we actually acquire from situations? 


Thing's need to start happening. 
On that note...later.

12 December, 2010

Dedicated to my best furb.

                                                      Damn. The furb grows fast.


Then 
Around two Months Old






The above photos were all taken by a wonderful photographer by the name of  
Varvara Mikushkina.
      спасибо!

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Now
Nine Months Old








                                                         Dictionary
Furb :
    noun. 
    A baby made of fur.  Furbs are more commonly also known as Raea's.

Raea:
    noun. 
      The most uncommon female creature to ever come across.  If you so happen to ever stumble upon such a girl with four paws do not run, she will not hesitate to kill you with love and force you to secrete Serotonin.  This creature is one of a kind, can not be duplicated and is the most loyal thing to ever hit this world.  She protects the ones closest to her, and loves trails, treats, grunting, soccer, ice-pawing (such like ice-skating for humans), giving high fives, talking to people, jamming out, kittens and cats,  chasing wild animals, playing with those dog type things, car rides, road trips, hanging half way out of car windows to catch a good breeze, cuddling, snow, being brushed, getting tickled, water, blowing bubbles in her water bowl or any other body of water and many many other activities.  Basically, most people could not fathom the idea of ever having such a fulfillment in their lives. If you have a Raea, you are complete.

07 December, 2010

! tsenif s'ti ta gnilbmar

yeah, I've got a whole box and a half full of mistakes.  Shitty? Yeah.
Un-doable? Yep, can't change the past.  You can't see how people can change? Me either sometimes.  But you gotta remember how much of a complicated thing the human brain is.  The temptations and decisions.  Moral Issues, addiction, hurt, disloyalty, fulfillment, fantasy,trust. That's a lot of words. I'm still here, doing me. The 'small things' I do aren't going to save the world.  The 'good things' I do aren't going to make up for the past terrible things I've done.  I'm not trying to 'make up' those terrible things by trying to 'help' others.  I've just realized that this life..yeah- the one where your brain is currently trying to process these letters on this screen so that they form words- yep this life-  is what is going on right now. Or at least it's what my brain is making up right now, and I've realized I just want to be happy.  And being happy has finally become a priority of mine.  Sadly, I've realized how many unhappy people i've been surrounding myself with my whole life.  I don't want to be unhappy and cover it with synthetic things all the time anymore, I don't.  I enjoy taking naps and getting sleep and having an amazing responsibility whose name is also a Greek Goddess.  I enjoy not having a career at twenty years old.  I enjoy having a dysfunctional family, I don't mind that I grew up in America- shit- look at all the choices I have.  Every country has huge downfalls. The world is kind of a mess.  Standards are set everywhere. Incredibly rich people aren't truly happy and the less rich are trying to reach standards that don't truly matter.  What the hell is rich anyways?  Money rules all?  Sadly semi true if your looking at materialism.  I am perfectly satisfied with the smaller things in  life. Give me a tent, my dog, musical instrument, knife, water filter and let me go.  Let me out of these restraints that our society holds, that even my family tries to embrace.  I know how to be happy without it all.  It's funny.  Mentally, in this everyday society life I live in - I literally feel crazy sometimes. When I'm alone, miles from people- is the one time i've ever been able to feel _ well, just feel.
I like that i'm a little bit ocd and have anxiety that leads me to do double chores and stay up and clean all night soberly. I like that I am no where near perfect. More so than that, I really like that I can admit it and see it.  I like that i'm a little weird.  I like that I didn't finish college yet, if i did - that means I wouldn't have got the chance to do some things that recently happened.  I like that I realized what the hell I was doing before it was too late. I like that I have a family that cares and that I finally opened up my goddamn eyes to it.  I like that I can count my friends on one hand. I like that I usually find shit out the hard way.  I like that I've gotten to meet the people I have.  I like that I have a big enough heart to care for everyone, all while trying to care about my own self.  I like learning new things from other people.  I like having people tell me new things.  I like looking up things I see online and then learning more about them.  I like my scars.  I like my tattoos.  I like my skin.  I adore my imperfections.  Ok, the last one might be a bit much. I am learning to adore my imperfections; that's more like it^_^.  I like hearing other people's stories and backgrounds and what they have been through.  I like knowing other people are not always what people may first think.  I like that I personally try not to think of people in any which way at all at first.  I like that I can write an entire collection based on my life.
I am not trying to achieve anything other than my own happiness.  I still make mistakes and I'm not denying the many of other ones I have already made. I've hurt a lot of people and been terribly hurt in return. To be honest I'm usually pretty amazed I'm still alive most of the time. Take it or leave it . .It's who I am. I'm not trying to run from it I'm trying to move on and realize it.
              ... This Is Me. I Am This.

05 December, 2010

Heart like a lion, burning like fire

Current Music - Rebelution . Heart like a lion

My mood right now is one half fuzzy, one half content. 

It started snowing here, the pooch is loving it - she never wants to be in the house for more than a few minutes. . most surely a mountain dog.

Finishing my application for Maine today, I'm not really sure why I postponed doing it for so long, but I am 100% positive it is what I want to do at the start of the new year, then off to find a school with a decent horticulture program.  I haven't ever really felt comfort before the way I have been . By that I mean I really like not having that feeling of this is "what I have to do and this is when I have to do it by".  I don't have to do anything that I don't want to do, ever.  But for once I really want this and I'll do it on my own.  Basically for the first time I've been feeling pretty independent.  I'm not really planning my plans around anyone or anything. Prettty rad. It's that time of year - off to listen to my little sister sing in a tree lighting.  Oh, Christmas time- you are too good at bringing people together sometimes.

Later<3