"learning from each other while we do our thing...na na na gonna have a good time. hey! hey! hey!"
thank goodness i found this site or i would have never figured out that this dude's name is dumb donald. trust me, i have been asked several times. "hey man, what was the dude on fat albert with the funny hat over his eyes?"
"in greek mythology, clotho, lachesis, and atropos controlled human destiny, spinning the threads of indiviual lives and cutting them off at death."
this analogy is so fitting. no thread goes unaffected by the other threads it meets. each curls around the others and changes direction. i want to be a very curvy twisted thread.
i'm a hopeless romantic. i paint pictures of how i want to live, love, learn. they're seldom how i end up and then i sit and think too often. could it be the choices i made? why do i have feelings that pull me in an opposing direction from where i'm at? is there something to them or is it all a bunch of dead-ends tempting me? if you have the answer, clue me in! thank you.
disclaimer: this message brought to you by a girl who thinks entirely too much and worries incessantly about achieving happiness.
weeble wobbles colorforms: i had the smurf set. easy-bake oven: oh yeah. i used to bake up cakes made of powder and perfume. if you can make a batter consistency you can make things that look like cake. trust me on this one. etch-a-sketch: i have debated on buying one of these now. hungry hungry hippos my friend dolls: i had the my friend jenny, seen in the photo below. she ended up having this huge walnut stain across her cheek from a day of play in granny's yard, but i loved her. and she looked like me!
please don't laugh at my bangs (i'm on the left). my mom cut my hair. and by the way, i was stylin' in that plaid western shirt, wasn't i? bob weir, look out!
rubik's cube simon: everyone in the family played this one. sit n' spin: i will have one of these again one day. oh yes i will...if i have to invent the adult version myself. any orders? hoppity hop: mine was red with a horse head...much cooler than these disney versions. again, i want one now!
i got the sweetest e-mail yesterday from someone i adore (you know who you are), and i thought about this electronic media that has brought me close to at least 3 people over the past year. it's odd how easily a person can become acquainted with someone they have never been near, in a physical sense. and the most miraculous part is i can make friends by being me. it couln't be easier, and well, thanks. please don't let words get in the way of writing. i'm sure that i feel the same way.
rick's recent post reminded me of the time the dalai lama came to indianapolis to speak. the papers were covered with articles about how the christians were going to go to the assembly and pray against the evil of conversion. they're always so sure that that's what these lectures are all about. i laughed when i found out that the dalai lama started his speech saying that he wasn't there to convert but to spread the word of peace. they're right you know. buddhism is nothing like christianity. buddhists believe in respecting all beings, human and non. they appear to be more docile, more non-judgemental, more loving and accepting. if christians were more in the habit of practicing what they preach they might perhaps realize that the fundamentals of their religion in truth are more similar to the buddhist beliefs than they thought. it's only the distorted self-serving version of their religion that doesn't match up to the priciples of acceptance and love.
and as for the re-incarnation thing...well, if jesus rose from the dead and we die to become an enlightened soul that will find it's place in heaven or hell isn't it a similar belief?
i'm tired of the religious bullshit. i believe in a higher power. i believe in prophecy and i believe in a need for all of the commandments in the bible, plus the golden rule. they're good words to live by. the trials of our ancestors trying to escape religious persecution have been forgotten. and tolerance has been sold. if you can't say something nice don't say anything at all. religion is not supposed to be legislated. when christianity was finding its roots people who came forth to speak for god or jesus were often revered, not always, but often. now, anyone who says they speak for the divine is crazy...case in point, the branch davidians, the manson family, jim jones and the people's temple. were people more gullible thousands of years ago or have the christians lost their true faith? a religion based in doubt and fear, that's what is left. i figure if they are so certain that they have the right way they could once and for all get over their petty belief pushing and live for their lord.
my god for the day is demeter. i suggest you get to know her.
uh, i swear it was 85+ degrees yesterday! today i woke up to snow. please say a little prayer for the beautiful plants i just had to drag in. i'm so scared they won't make it. damn, and the news said it was going to snow tonight!!
today was a good day, despite the dizziness and the low blood sugar attack and the physical weakness. brad's palying guitar. i just put it down. i ran through the few intros i know: wish you were here, metallica's one, redemption song...then worked a little at here comes the sun. then i sat it aside. 3 nights in a row, 15 minutes a night. it works out. yesterday i worked on my high school drum cadence on my djembe, and then proceeded to some sort of tribal beat reminiscent of one of the songs i learned when taking piano lessons.
i visited friends after work that i hadn't ventured to see in some time. it's been too long. awkwardness and laziness kept me away...people don't always fit into neat little groups and loyalties become split...but somewhere alongn the line i figured it's o.k. to sit the fence. i can't be in everyone's battles. so i stopped in and met one of their roommates and talked about what we're doing now. it's weird the friendships we fall into. and the ones we fall out of. sometimes you have to just go with your gut.
it's another monday. one day closer to friday i suppose, but it's still yucky. i feel like a garfield comic strip. remember how that cat hated mondays? and he didn't even have to go to work.
so i am feeeling somewhat better today which is good. the nose has stopped behaving like niagra falls and i've peeled most of the dead skin off my nostrils. my ears aren't screaming with pain anymore. all in all i think i'm well....just a bit drained, and a bit spoiled from laying around most of the weekend. i've been told that this is part of moving to a new climate...you get everything that comes around. so be it. i didn't really have too much of a problem in minnesota, but then again i had very little social interaction.
i'm thinking this week will be good. i plan on relaxing and going over my pages and pages of genealogy research. i just finished some tapes for a trade and i have about 33 tapes and at least 30 new cds i need to add to my list. i'm hoping for some organization to come out of these projects. i have only one box of photos left to scan which is cool, so soon i will start burning photo cds for the family. thus my projects are drawing to a close in some ways. the genealogy thing, of course, is on-going, but i imagine it will be less demanding now that i'm getting better organized.
today is cloudy. disposition: fair. tomorrow's forecast: promising.
