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What you cannot confront will catch up to you [Mar. 14th, 2009|02:16 am]
It's silly to think we've come so far but left so much behind
From being your kin to becoming a stranger
I'm not sure where to stand
Or how to be the same friend
I want to explain it away
But you're too busy
And distracted
These days
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(no subject) [Dec. 22nd, 2008|11:50 am]

this sucks sometimes.
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(no subject) [Oct. 23rd, 2008|05:58 pm]
Our responsibility is to be

Careful with ourselves
Careful with our perceptions
Careful with our words
Careful with our meanings
Careful with our intentions
Careful with our actions

Because it is THAT important.
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Genuine. Genuine. Genuine. Is there ANY other option? Apparently so. [Oct. 23rd, 2008|12:26 am]
Being genuine.

Why is this such a hard thing to achieve among my peers? Is it just the way I percieve them or is it really true? Finding genunie, sincere people is not an every day thing. And once you are blessed with someone who is, who strives to be that genuine its such a relief.
But so discouraging along the way.

My actions, thoughts, feelings, and words are dedicated to being as real, as genuine and understanding as I can be.
It truly is a neverending effort that you just have to rise above. To keep on trying. To grow

But when I look at some of my peers, I see the opposite. I see them dieing for acceptance amongst their tribes.
They try to mimick others, and in doing so they are only going backwards by focusing on all that silly frivilous drama.
All those harsh words said about eachother is just reflected inside of them.
And they can't deal with it. So they just keep being dishonest with their peers, and themselves.

It dissapoints me. I try my best to be the example.
But I feel that my efforts are obsolete at times. Yet I still keep on trying

Why can't they do the same?

What I see is individuals caught in an unhealthy habit. Old habits die hard, they say.

It isn't easy to break free of these self inflicted chains you have suspended your reason with. For anyone it can be a mental and emotional struggle.
I don't discredit these people
I just wish they'd try harder

With effort, comes a realization
Unfortunetly I believe that many of these people have not yet realized that realization

I see it in their actions, the way they talk. Yes, they realize something isn't nessicarily "right" with how they are acting
However, they continue this dissapointing cycle

So what makes the disillusioned person delusional? What makes them steadily steadfast down this path?

A mixture of all aspects.

Dishonestly, sadly, is a manifesting phenonema.
It grows and grows on your psyche the more you excersize it

Denial is a seriously strong mental trap. It is not something to be indifferent towards. It is a disease.
But one must always remember there is a human being in this equation.
A human being capable of overcoming this disease.

So where do we begin?

By taking a look into your environment. Who is in your "social circle", really?
Are they honest? Do they wish to be so?
It's hard to say. Judgement is SO important.
It's hard to be unbiased, but we must.

Take a look, a good, hard look at these people surrounding you.
From there you can decide wether or not you will be a part of this tribe any longer.

Please remember that who you surround yourself with is generally who you will become, in some aspects.
Influence is nine tenths of the law in my book.

Choose wisely.

Next you really have to see R E A L I T Y for what it is.
There is no other way than honesty.
Truth is reality and truth cannot be subjectified, no matter how many philospophy forums you visit.

This is a skill that is also something you cannot obtain overnight. This must be worked on. As we bias realities so easily.

Don't give up.

We have to be the strongest we can be in overcoming this haze.

That comes with trials, tribuations, victories, conflicts, circumstance...Heck, you name it.

But it IS well worth the fight. The confusion, The elation, The truth

In the end

All we have is reality

And you can never deny that.
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(no subject) [Jul. 2nd, 2008|09:04 pm]
I could REALLY use some fresh air.
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(no subject) [Jan. 18th, 2008|12:10 pm]
I don't know, it's weird, you know, to not know.
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(no subject) [Jan. 16th, 2008|11:40 am]
I cannot help in noticing that the beauty of Nature in her purest form is gradually being covered by concrete and tiretracks.

I live in a small City just a ferry ride away from the much larger, livier City of Seattle. When the early morning Sun shines it's golden rays through my dirty blinds I can hear the sound of construction and automobiles.

The raw clank of steel piledrivers and men in Orange coats spitting obsenities onto the sidewalk pierce the quiet walls of my home.

Occasionally, if the wind feels strong, a whistle is cast over the noise of the City. I admire that.

I admire the Sunday mornings where you can still feel the chill-state of the Nation as christianity rears it's ugly little head for a day. And there are times when the chirping of birds is moreso than the revving of engines. I admire that.

These are the moments in life where my worries are lifted, when my awareness is thick and my gratitude for life is rich with possibilities.

Moments like mid winter nights where you would freeze your ass off just to gaze at those bright Moons in the sky.

Moments where every bit of star matter speaks to you in riddles so deep you swoon with the waves of radiation of the Great Beyond.

There are times I wish I could become an invincable astronaut for an earthen hour, Just an hour. An hour to delve into the Cosmic Delights of our neighboring planets and dance the milkyway once over, just once.

Can you imagine dancing in Space? In our little world we are so weighted down by Gravity and preconceptions. Could we just let loose for a miniature hour?

What is an hour to you? An hour to finish your home work, to style your hair, to rush out the door to catch the bus to make it to campus to sit in a classroom?

An hour that would be so small in Space!

Pack your spacesuits, We're goin.
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(no subject) [Jan. 6th, 2008|01:18 pm]
Forgive my libido but, sex?
Just what is so great about it?

Is it the climatic surge of energies that burst into life for a mere matter of seconds in time?
Or the way wet skins collide in a passionate pleae'?
Perhaps it is the senses awakening together after being so willingly neglected by their owner?
True, sex is the act of stimulus.
A brave concoction of tingles, oohs and ahhs, twiches and thoughts.
We are so entwined with the moment of sexual pleasure, it never ceases to amaze me.
Our brain itself loves sex, and that is a definite driving force.

I must admit there is something eternally indigenous about a pair igniting in sexual circumstance, but in America and many parts of the world, We've over done it.
Not only is sex a consistant novelty but a means of financial gratification to the extremes.
Don't get me wrong, I am no stranger to sexual activity but I am becoming tired of the same sexual exploitation.

It confuses me, really, how we allow something so momentary to consume our realities.

Sex, You are not fooling me.
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(no subject) [Jan. 4th, 2008|04:22 pm]
Sometimes I feel that the most attractive aspects in an individual are best admired from afar.
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