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Age: 28
Sign: Pisces

City: Long Beach
State: California


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September 10, 2008 - Wednesday

Jack said it best .
Current mood: froggy
Category: Writing and Poetry

"What is there to say? Howso?... Why?  What a strange and beautiful life this is... as weird and lovely as the very sea.  it is hard to say goodbye.  There are many things I could say now, but I shall not say them, for, if ever I could never return, I should not be grieved for.  That is why I go, quiety, with my plans, and commit nothing and expect nothing, but love everything." 

~ Jack Kerouac

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September 8, 2008 - Monday

three x nothing
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

This taste of rust will never leave my mouth

it will never have been nice to share this moment with you

four new walls with nothing to say about you

everywhere you are not , i will soon be passing

we now know that this means nothing

i thought i would be the one

but left to you

i am not

if not for you , i would be

and still this means nothing.     

    

Currently listening :
The Bird of Music
By Au Revoir Simone
Release date: 2007-04-23

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August 26, 2008 - Tuesday

Hummingbird
Current mood: electric

When it's cold it's too cold here
When it's hot it's too hot, dear
We were up for a while
Now it's come time to fold

I've been leaning on you
Without reason or truth
Now I'm dreaming of leaving my demons
And the first one I'm leaving is you

Well it's foolish to pretend
I can't do it again
They tell you you live and you learn
Yeah but they never tell you when

I've always been waiting for something
Someone to come pull me through
Now I see that it's all up to me
There ain't nothing no one else can do

We've worn our backsides out
You know what I'm talking about
I wanted so much to please you
But we were living in doubt

Raise a glass for the memories
Some take all they can get
When we met you seemed so easy and free
How could anyone settle for anything less?

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August 22, 2008 - Friday

Bubble of denial
Current mood: enlightened
Category: Writing and Poetry

  I need to exercise my prerogative, to humor the ridiculous, go out on a limb or remain the pious hold out and risk persecution. So be it. I can't validate the guilty pleasure, hang-up's or self-indulgence, but I can rationalize being a willing slave to its pressure or condescend to acquiesce to avoid real suffering, even garner sympathy for my righteous sacrifice or implied martyrdom. Thus I can step it up or hang out, submit to the charade, or sacrifice to what end? But it's the inevitably lame justification that prompts posturing, or playing victim, dumb or innocent. Today I can take it, fake it, quit kidding myself, or put an end to tempting resistance and just grin and bear it. Or, call the bluff -- give them a rope and they'll hang themselves soon enough.

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August 17, 2008 - Sunday

Trust
Current mood: hungry

I am enthusiastic, open, and trusting about my new found feelings, capacity, passion, or hearts desire. I wear my heart on my sleeve and I am happy when sharing or expressing pleases and it connects me to the support, beauty, and love in others. I am empowered by attention and my gift is desire or epiphany.

Currently listening :
It’s Not Me. It’s You.
By Dead Black Hearts
Release date: 2005-09-27

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August 3, 2008 - Sunday

sidestep
Current mood: optimistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

Let this moment unfold in it's own way

upbringing or luck won't effect this

take time to find it

exchanging moments

breakdown / break free

with patience there is a place for you in what seems to be tedious

keeping notes on the memory and the elusive signs that show you the way

don't run from what you don't understand

breathing slowly, then fast, hard & soft

i closed my eyes when i awoke

stunning beauty all around me

you are everything ....... said

words

can

and

will

express

( never forgetting those same words fail us  )

 

Currently listening :
The Ultimate Otis Redding
By Otis Redding
Release date: 1990-10-25

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July 7, 2008 - Monday

Scruples, forewarning and accountability
Current mood: Circumspect
Category: Circumspect Writing and Poetry

 I  no longer cheat myself, look the other way, sneak or distract myself  by superficial perceptions disguised as appeal, entitlement, rescue, comfort or security. at this stage I am not a victim and therefore, any advantage, temptation, or betrayal would be an inside job or come from a moment of opportunity in choosing to leave myself unprotected or exposed.  

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June 12, 2008 - Thursday

Remarkable Gratitude
Current mood: jolly
Category: Writing and Poetry

  There are no lost causes. Self-pity is an excuse to do nothing. To appeal to sympathy for pity's sake is to seek affirmation of the choice to do nothing. I am empowered by the spirit and support of meaningful experience and I transform with silent resilience.

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May 29, 2008 - Thursday

jagged little pill
Current mood: determined
Category: Life

We are each responsible for our own life - no other person is or even can be.

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May 14, 2008 - Wednesday

Crossroads
Current mood: strong
Category: Writing and Poetry

   I intend to let go of nostalgia and despair.  I choose to make peace with loss or express mourning in order to move forward. I release the rut of regret and the fear of tomorrow to make way for forgiveness, pleasure, beauty, and hope. I am empowered by my conscience and my gift is forgiveness of myself.

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April 9, 2008 - Wednesday

Realization
Current mood: stoked
Category: Writing and Poetry

I am not my mistakes. I can’t do this alone or pretend any more. The illusion of comfort in denial or sacrifice is no longer mine. There is no shame in my suffering  no healing in silent self-torment. It is here at the surreal crossroads of the search where dawning truth meets the anguish of overwhelming resistance in mind over matter that I can finally wake up, change my mind, let go of what no longer works or own my losses or choices. I am empowered by intense acknowledgment or epiphany and my virtue is gratitude or relief in recognition.

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March 27, 2008 - Thursday

Truth and time tell all
Current mood: relieved
Category: Writing and Poetry

"There are poisons that blind you , and poisons that open your eyes" .

~ August Strindberg

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February 25, 2008 - Monday

Forget your perfect offering , There is a crack in everything thats how the light get’s in.
Current mood: focused
Category: Music



"Anthem"

The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.

I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.


~ LEONARD  COHEN

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February 21, 2008 - Thursday

Quantam Leaper
Current mood: loved
Category: Writing and Poetry

Liberated by free will and trust, which lead me to explore simple speculations for their own sake. I move beyond the fear .  I'll know soon enough where following my own feet has landed me on this curious venture. The blissful frailty of unwritten conclusions and unguarded access sweetens the desire. So despite familiar warnings, irresistible promise draws my eyes wide open and away from domestic comfort zones, with only certain inquiry, hope and faith to recommend my course. I'll never know until I try.

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January 10, 2008 - Thursday

Welcome to Fight Club
Current mood: restless
Category: Life

..> ..>

This Is Your Life

by the Dust Brothers  

And you open the door and you step inside
We're inside our hearts
Now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light
That's right, your pain
The pain itself is a white ball of healing light
I don't think so

This is your life, good to the last drop
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time

This isn't a seminar, this isn't a weekend retreat
Where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
Only after disaster can we be resurrected
It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything
Nothing is static, everything is appaling, everything is falling apart

This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
And it and it's ending one-minute at a time

You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
We are all part of the same compost heap
We are the all singing, all dancing, crap of the world

You are not your bank account
You are not the clothes you wear
You are not the contents of your wallet
You are not your bowel cancer
You are not your grande latte
You are not the car you drive
You are not your fucking khaki's

You have to give up, you have to give up
You have to realize that someday you will die
Until you know that, you are useless

I say let me never be complete
I say may I never be content
I say deliver me from Swedish furniture
I say deliver me from clever arts
I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth
I say you have to give up
I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may

This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
And it and it's ending one-minute at a time

You have to give up, you have to give up
I want you to hit me as hard as you can
I want you to hit me as hard as you can

Welcome to Fight Club
If this is your first night, you have to fight

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