Saturday, January 22, 2011
Love Your Enemies
Honestly, I thought that just listening to just this I felt better about who I was and finally how someone agrees to stop the hate.
I was orginally going to write something bout how recently I been feeling so insecure because of the word "fat" i might get back to it. But im in a better mood at the moment.
So for now I leave it as is.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Reading a friend's poem made me realize... that hes human too. He keeps to himself, he's irratable and at times someone I forget that can feel emotions. I almost cried today.
I'm "broken"
to the last time that I've met you till this day
My heart aches .. my body quivers
the haunting images of you being there wraps around my dreams
like a snake wrapping around it's prey gripping it till there no life left in it just to be devoured ... as if it's not to be cared about..
I sit alone blending with the cold trying use it as an excuse of warmth...
my faith is turning into sand in my hand, sipping out with way to hold it all in.
I'm "broken"
pieces of myself are scattered all over the floor into little shards
not knowing which one goes with which..
I'm"broken"
but I must go on with this hollow in my chest just like I once walked the earth to begin with... just living in the edge of the broken hearted
I'm "broken"
nothing more nothing less
but "broken"
I'm "broken"
to the last time that I've met you till this day
My heart aches .. my body quivers
the haunting images of you being there wraps around my dreams
like a snake wrapping around it's prey gripping it till there no life left in it just to be devoured ... as if it's not to be cared about..
I sit alone blending with the cold trying use it as an excuse of warmth...
my faith is turning into sand in my hand, sipping out with way to hold it all in.
I'm "broken"
pieces of myself are scattered all over the floor into little shards
not knowing which one goes with which..
I'm"broken"
but I must go on with this hollow in my chest just like I once walked the earth to begin with... just living in the edge of the broken hearted
I'm "broken"
nothing more nothing less
but "broken"
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Flying on a bridge (Dream)
You know? those dreams that you want to do but never can do? I had one of those dreams.....
I dreamt I skated down the cable of the Brooklyn bridge... It was amazing. It was such a rush I couldn't breathe. I wish I could had placed this all on paper when it was still fresh in my mind.... you know, I was curious of what made me dream of this but it did not matter because I was flying. I soared down that cable NOT on a skateboard but on my very own two feet. I felt the ridges of the cable wires go under my feet and making me do little hops and tricks. I wish you all could had seen it. Maybe it was the dreamer side of me talking but it was truly amazing.
I will add more if I remember any.
I dreamt I skated down the cable of the Brooklyn bridge... It was amazing. It was such a rush I couldn't breathe. I wish I could had placed this all on paper when it was still fresh in my mind.... you know, I was curious of what made me dream of this but it did not matter because I was flying. I soared down that cable NOT on a skateboard but on my very own two feet. I felt the ridges of the cable wires go under my feet and making me do little hops and tricks. I wish you all could had seen it. Maybe it was the dreamer side of me talking but it was truly amazing.
I will add more if I remember any.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Happy Holidays
Happy 2011,
I'd like to share my first dream of the year.
My dream started off with the theme of “Little red Riding hood” and we [it was me and two men] through the woods to get the “grandmas” before the wolf got there to kill her. When me and the two men arrived, grandma already had a fortress up around the door. We got in and was able to tell her about the wolf, and was told a short summary that the wolf was really a curse that comes every few years for a sacrificed usually goes for the person who had the most wisdom and is usually female.The house in the woods was mostly female, and a few men to help protect the area. and before the wolf got there there were preparations to take care of to protect ourselves. We each were given a task and mine was to create swords. and I hammered and hammered until I had the prefect set of swords, One single edged and one double edged. Another task of mine was to set a long table within a pavallion yard over looking a lake. The table was made out of stone (I think granite), with bout 12 seats that were made out of dark wood and jade. These seats were for supper/dinner (it was because it was late afternoon)...during that short time frame dinner was made and. There was surprisingly a lot of people that show up for that supper, suddenly we were interrupted by the knock on the door from the “wolf” and somehow he was able to squeeze pass the little opening and tries to take over someone as their sacrificed, me and the two men stab the “curse”. Throughout the fight, it escapes and tries to become stronger. at that point it didn’t make sense for us to be together anymore, the “grandmother” tells us we will succeed in what we need and want...I was told to follow a long path that was through the woods... it leads me to my successful life and I see myself sculpting a wonderful pot with a statue next to me and I looked happy, slimmer, and seemed more well rounded in other things I was interested in, As I was going to walk through the path I was walking in a beautiful kimono that was the colors of the leaves of the fall on a deep yellow background....and a the road was a bit bumpy but it was green...and new.
I'd like to share my first dream of the year.
My dream started off with the theme of “Little red Riding hood” and we [it was me and two men] through the woods to get the “grandmas” before the wolf got there to kill her. When me and the two men arrived, grandma already had a fortress up around the door. We got in and was able to tell her about the wolf, and was told a short summary that the wolf was really a curse that comes every few years for a sacrificed usually goes for the person who had the most wisdom and is usually female.The house in the woods was mostly female, and a few men to help protect the area. and before the wolf got there there were preparations to take care of to protect ourselves. We each were given a task and mine was to create swords. and I hammered and hammered until I had the prefect set of swords, One single edged and one double edged. Another task of mine was to set a long table within a pavallion yard over looking a lake. The table was made out of stone (I think granite), with bout 12 seats that were made out of dark wood and jade. These seats were for supper/dinner (it was because it was late afternoon)...during that short time frame dinner was made and. There was surprisingly a lot of people that show up for that supper, suddenly we were interrupted by the knock on the door from the “wolf” and somehow he was able to squeeze pass the little opening and tries to take over someone as their sacrificed, me and the two men stab the “curse”. Throughout the fight, it escapes and tries to become stronger. at that point it didn’t make sense for us to be together anymore, the “grandmother” tells us we will succeed in what we need and want...I was told to follow a long path that was through the woods... it leads me to my successful life and I see myself sculpting a wonderful pot with a statue next to me and I looked happy, slimmer, and seemed more well rounded in other things I was interested in, As I was going to walk through the path I was walking in a beautiful kimono that was the colors of the leaves of the fall on a deep yellow background....and a the road was a bit bumpy but it was green...and new.
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