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I love music like a fat kid loves cake. It's the only true way of expressing the muddled up crap we call feelings. Idealistically, I'm a realist. Realistically, I'm an idealist. Overall, I think too much and too philosophically. Venture into the stream of insanity I call my consciousness and take it, as everything, with a grain of salt. The size (and type) of that grain is yours to decide.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

I Think, Therefore I Am ...I am ____?????

It's the biggest question - the one that knocks the wind right out of us at an interview. WHO ARE YOU? Describe yourself - how can you if you don't know who you are? A normal person may say, "I am __(their name)___." A smart person may say, "I am the son/daughter of _____". A smarter person may trace their lineage back to their great-great-great-etc.grandparents. There may even be a person who says "I am the son/daughter of Adam and Eve." Okay - so you're at a higher level, but what happens from there? Who are you at the next level? Sure we can go on to describe our accomplishments and our passions and all that crap that honestly doesn't matter. But that doesn't ultimately help us to discover ourselves.

Off to a tangent! You know how I love doing that :) I promise it will be relevant at the end, though!

What is a person's character? It has been described as the actions one takes when no one is looking. Your actions make up your character and in doing so, your personality. The clothes you wear, the food you eat, the people you choose to associate with, the events you choose to participate in all create YOU. See? I told you it would be relevant! So really, who we are is a product of what we do. EVERYTHING MATTERS. Whatever you decide to do, realize it impacts you as a person. Nothing is meaningless. I guess in a weird way, I'm saying the universe takes into account everything you do (or don't do for that matter) and cosmically uses karma to even out the actions of the world. Ever hear of the "butterfly effect"? Everything you do will impact someone halfway across the world, potentially. And it just may come back to bite you in the ass one day. Just saying. And the reactions of the people around us, however irrelevant they may seem, will ultimately shape our future actions. So we learn from our mistakes, make new ones, and continuously improve ourselves in hopes of discovering our true selves in our actions and reactions of others around us. Maybe, just maybe, our true reason for living is to discover our self amongst the hate, mistrust, and self-doubt in the world. We find ourselves in each other because we truly stem from the same seed and this bond is stronger than any other. So who are we? We are: actions, events, words, thoughts, people...we are one. (Yeah, I know - quite philosophical of me, not to mention quite scattered, but hey, that's the way I think. Call it "stream of consciousness"...if what we're living in is conscious at all. But that discussion is for a later time.)

And so, my fellow readers, I end this post with a quote that beautifully summarizes humanity's reason for existence on this wonderful planet earth, "There is no exercise better for the heart than reaching down and lifting people up." -- John Andrew Holmes. Beautiful, isn't it? Maybe there is hope for us all, after all :)

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

New song/poem - inspiriation

I was listening to a song by Nick Drake (From The Morning) and it inspired me to write a songish poem - enjoy!
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Firy glow floats
Above our heads, still
Blue waves stream by in puffs
And we're spinning, still

Feel the breeze through open palms
Stroke of a brush tints your face
A warmth rises from beneath,
As the petals hold their place

And we're running, running
Through open fields of love
Coated in chiseled gold
As the orb descends, above

You poke holes in the sky,
Fingers leave behind white magic
Light falls down, illuminating
Softens quiet figure, plastic

My love
Touch curves of limitless devotion
My life
A sight to see, starvation
My eyes
Folded, colored in your imaginationBehold
My hands,
Floating on the river of inspiration

*note: the last stanza or whatever above is sort of a puzzle. it doesnt make sense untill you rearange the lines. :)

Love/Hate Relationship

Dear readers,

I appologize for vanashing and not blogging for some time now, but I was reading my friend's blog and she was talking about sadness. And a question popped into my head. Whats the deal with love and hate? So here is my point of view on things - take it, as you should take everything people write/say, with a grain of salt. [just a bigger grain for me ;)]

Why do people say that hate is a stronger word than love? I believe they are equally strong, and equally weak. I think we use the word love way to often to describe things that we simply like or think are cool. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe, just maybe, we all have a lot of love in our hearts that we want to share with the world and it simply comes out as an incorrect expression of "oh cool! i LOVE those shoes/clothes/colors/houses/fill in the blank. Maybe, love is what we should be saying all the time, instead of playing the blame game and pointing fingers at one another - because after all, three other fingers are pointing right back at you. So instead, we extend our hands in peace and love, to show that we really do care. But still, something keeps nagging me that we shouldn't over use the L word because it could lose its meaning. But is it right not to say something for the fear of loss of value? When have we ever let fear stop us from doing anything? After all, the losers are not the ones who come in last - the losers are the ones that have quit before they start out of fear.

On the other hand, hate is a strong word that no one likes to use. If I say, "i hate that outfit" or "i hate you", even if I dont mean i HATE something, people say "hey! dont say hate! say dislike. hate is a strong word". The only thing I have to say to that is - DUH. Hate is a strong word, but so is love. And if we are allowed to express our love for something, even if its not actually love, why cant we express our hate, even if its not really hate? I dont know. All im saying is that words can be manipulated any which way you want. So say what you mean, because if you dont, then you just wasted your time and the other person's time (the listener(s)). Okay that's enough rambling from me [coincedentally, the school im going to has a "rambler" as their mascot. what the hell is a rambler? apparently an overgrown, overstuffed bear.]

Peace, love/hate, whatever.

Anusha