Random bits from my journal.

RANDOMNESS!
This is what my brain is like.


Always be wary of a little old lady selling strange jewelery, it may turn out to be a horcrux.



On a dark dreary day a stranger came to town. No one knew where she came from, only that they immediately needed to know more. She was five feet seven inches tall with long flowing crimson red hair. How was her hair that magnificent colour? No one had ever seen a person whether they were male or female had aught but blond,brown or black. Was she a witch? She had to be, but yet a witch could not look half as endearing. They decided to trust her and take  her in as one of there own. That was their first mistake.

I am sitting in the panoramic bay window indulging in the sheer bliss of warm sunlight. So crisp,so pure, so languorous.


There are two games of MASH where the end results are as follows:
I live in a shack with Dracula and my pet tiger. I am a writer and I drive a dodge pickup.
My other half lives in a mansion with Madonna and there pet king kong. He is a tattoo artist and drives a viper GT .
Honestly I think I got there. Dracula vs. Madonna who would you rather live with?personally I think there would be far less stress and body image pressure from Dracula.


Stop.Breathe, feel your pulse, your life moving in moments. Fleeting away from you with each passing breath along with the rhythm of your heart. Breathe and on your inhale admire the simplicity of life, of existence, on your exhale relish in the beauty of life and death. Know that any moment could be your last. Are you happy?


Random thing that happened the other day. Some people crashed my house and I was attempting to figure out what music to put on. I asked if anyone like the clash. This is how it went.

Me: "Does anyone like the clash?"
Boy: "who's that?"
Me: " they are a band they sing 'rock the casbah' 'london calling' etc"
Boy: " I don't know who that is, is this them?"
Me: *Eyes wide open, head shaking, palm on forehead* " No this is Nirvana"
Boy: "Oh"
Me: " So name some bands you like"
Boy: "Megadeath, Nirvana........."
Me: " you like Nirvana but thought they were the clash?"
* silence*

Musings on a train.

There is a smoke stack alone, unhindered. Standing strong in it's solitary state upon a field of snow. Bordered by a road on one side, train tracks on the other. It appears as though time has forgotten it.

  Many view it as an eyesore,one that should be torn down to make way for another modern convenience . As if the world absolutely requires another strip mall.

 I personally find it beautiful. A transient reminder as you fly by on the train that although everything around you has been torn down or destroyed, You can persevere and remain through the clearing of smoke and ash clouds to reveal another path. 

The world may have moved on and yet there you remain unhindered and unchanging, still as strong as you once were, more beautiful than you were in your prime with the buildings and walls around you. More beautiful because you and you alone have made it through time. 

It is art. It reminds us of our past. Helps us realize that each of us have our own individual inner strength to remain and make a difference in the world, even though we may not know it we still have a chance to better our lives or to help someone else with theirs through example. 

I cannot help but admire you as the train pulls forward glancing back until you are fully out of sight. 

I wonder if you were left there on purpose or by accident. Either way I am glad you are still here with us to enlighten us with your silent wisdom. You will never hear this or if you do you will not understand it but from all of us who find solace in your subtle hidden beauty, thank you.

Breathe, just breathe.

Breathe as the world around you falls apart. Just imagine everything you have ever loved or are enjoying at the moment seems to blow itself up in your face as if to say " Ha gotcha! I am nothing that you thought I was. I do not mean anything you thought I did. I was compiled solely on lies and half truths. What are you going to do now?"

What do you do when those moments hit? What do you do when those moment turn into days and then BOOM! a month of nothing but frelling dren. Yes that's right I speak Sebatian. You know you adore it. Back to the topic. What do you do? What does anyone ever do? What are the options when these events unfold and turn your paradise or mediocre life that you just figured out how to cope with into a seemingly never ending abyss of feces.

In my mind you have a few options. 

 1. Ignore it. ( This never ends well. Every little thing that you ever tried to pretend did not bother you or you try to make your self believe you did not see or hear it all builds up and one day they explode. It's messy honestly you will never get the brain matter and blood spatter out of anything.) 

2. Talk to someone you trust about it.  ( Although most of the time you can't really trust the ones you thought you could or they give you the worst advice imaginable, or my personal favorite; they tell you that it is all your fault and you should have been aware that it was all going to turn into a cataclysmic event as you as a human being completely bite the big one.)

3. Meditate   ( If you can shut off that little voice in the back of your head that tells you you are doomed long enough to escape the world for a few moments and hopefully have some mental clarity as to how to further  handle the issue.)

4. Make little poems in your head as a temporary escape. 

        Example: In the shadow of the dawn

                      In the meadow grazes a fawn

                      One so full of love

                      It's soft face remeniscient of a dove

Yes I wrote that in the aforementioned feeling as earlier described. I know it bites. that's not the point.

5. Talk to the person who lied or told half truths about your findings and hope all goes well and your insecurities can be resolved, or attempt to fix the broken item.

6. Raise hell. yell scream punch something, break something ( very theraputic although temporary and hitting people is never good, unless they like it. Also make sure not to break anything valuable.)

7. Zone out and watch a movie and or TV show . Sit back watch it and be grateful your life is not that frelled up.

8.Art. write, draw,colour, paint, sew etc. Art is a productive venting point. If you feel like doing a glass mosaic it is a two for one deal you can vent by smashing glass then think and contemplate as life  flows through you in an electric charge of being as you reassemble the pieces as you feel they should be.

 When you start to feel a serene calm or stillness after one or all of these things breathe. Take out a notebook, hunt down a pen and make a list of what to do to improve your life if you can. You can also do this mentally.

Final step. Move on. Move forward. Learn from the past. Life is short live for today but plan for the future just in case. As for the past, well it is already behind you isn't it? you have already made it through you just have to gain the courage or stupidity to keep going whichever works for you.