Sunday, January 6, 2013

looking through my rear view mirror at paris

Paris. The concept the goal. How do I get there? or is it something to be sought after, obtained. The
 
 journey to feel the satisfaction of arriving. I felt I arrived rather quickly. I immediately felt like I fit
 
in and Paris was the place for me. I was rather enjoying myself; putting myself in new territory,
 
walking through unpaved paths. Pushing past my comfort zone and visioning a life here.
 
 
As time passed in Paris, I continued to work hard and expand my mind. I traveled the city and visited
 
 a few new neighbors. A few I thought were born and raised here as there work was in the vernacular
 
of the city. I aspired to be like them and studied their work.
 
 
 
I acquaintanced many tourists and it remotivated me to be better. I wanted people to look at me and
 
think to themselves how did he do that. I want to be like him. I continued my work and strolling
 
 through the historical streets relishing the small details. Enveloping myself in Paris. But I realized
 
that people were moving out. Residents moved away, tourists didn't even visit anymore. What once
 
was a populous town of excitement and new thrills, changed into a town of a few has beens. The life
 
 had left and Paris became dull. I sold. I packed my bags and moved on occasionally looking through
 
my rear view and wondering what could have been. Paris revealed some personal insight to me, my
 
only regret is not investing more into my property there.
 

Jealous of a blog

Charlotte Charles "ill build me a Paris out of fountain pens and lined paper"
http://notesfromallthepeoplewhousedtolove.blogspot.com/2012/12/ill-build-me-paris-out-of-fountain-pens.html

This blog has always made me jealous and inspire me to write better. It passes the eye test of interesting titles, pictures that make you think, and text that looks interesting and is engaging.

hands

what can you learn about someone from their hands.

from a distance you can see the position and activity of their hands. Are they speaking animated with

hand movements? talking with hands in pockets, folded arms, or playing with their hands?

move in closer. are their knuckles bruised or scabbed? are they a fighter? or do they need to protect

themselves. or maybe they just enjoy the pain.

are they soft hands? maybe this person is nervous and very self conscious. they sweat constantly

thinking about the approval of others. or are they dry and rough. could imply hard working.

or maybe we should just stop talking cause you'll never get to know someone or even care....

Jealousy

Jealousy has
Frightening eyes.
Jealousy has
Grinding teeth.
Jealousy has
A cunning face.

Jealousy can live
Without a mind,
Without a heart,
Without a soul,
Even without God.
Human jealousy
And divine Ecstasy
Are eternal strangers.


Jealousy
Is an aggressive boxer,
A repulsive dancer,
A hopeless singer
And a useless storyteller.

Jealousy,
Before you entered
Into my life,
I was the world's
Richest prince.
Now that you are in me
And I am for you,
I have become
The poorest street-beggar.


Jealousy,
You are my constant
Nightmare-mind.
You are my constant
Love-absence-heart.

Shortest is the distance
From jealousy to hell.
 
Jealousy,
You are your own
Ultimate
Self-destructive-indulgence.

Excerpt from My Jealousy Is My Madness-Burden by Sri Chinmoy.

summary of wild card sea vs wash

Redskins start out red hot and score 2 quick Touchdowns. The running game is goin perfectly RG3 looks injured but is passing efficiently, and they look solid. The Seahawks have no answer. Seahawks get a field goal and its 14-3 Wash. Seahawks score again 14-10. RG3 throws an interception and Seattle kicks a field goal as the first half expires 14-13 Washington.
Seahawks fumble inside the one yard line and Washington recovers. Redskins never score again as seahawks win 24-14

one word

helmet. headset. eyeball. mouth teeth nose nike twelve read option harry otter elder wand resurrection stone horcruxes snake immortal master of death dreads rg3 cousins family belief unthinkable wonderawe thriy blue green Oregon swag throw snap sack hit fumble game over beard contact phone text girls black sympathy pathetic homework attendance school gay sleep nappy boy nap time big arms browner huge arm center sucks lollipops licks flag mustache Mexican cake lava mountain snow powder sunburnt raccoon animals dog

Monday, December 3, 2012

Dialogue

you're prolly gonna wanna skip this blog post and just read the 'how soon is to soon' the previous one i wrote.

Boy: whaddup wanna get some food?
girl: sure im hungry!
Boy: lets hit up... beto's?
girl: eww like totally over 1000 calories... how about zupas? :)
boy: uhm... sure...
girl: you drive:)

Meanwhile... crappy car drive because boy is thinking about soup and salad.

girl: yum I love tomato basil
Boy: same.
girl: why you so angry?
Boy: im not, soups good.
Girl: you seem upset...
boy: nothings wrong... really.
girl: ok! this sure is good :)
boy: Yup!....(eye roll)