Monday, March 30, 2009
The Magical Time of Day
You know that time of day, right before the sun has completely set, but the moon has risen to glow in the dark blue sky? It's magical.During that time, everything is right with the world. You even see a star or two. The colors are rich and exciting; everything is silhouetted against a sky that is both on fire with oranges and calm like the sea with sapphires and navys. Nothing can go wrong when the sky is like that.
When the Day Met the Night
When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer
When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his lifeIn the middle of summer
In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, all was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
Golden when the day met the night
So he said, "Would it be all right
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time, I give you this smile?"
So she said, "That's okay
As long as you can make a promise not to break my little heart
Or leave me all alone in the summer."
Well, he was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around
Then he fell in love
In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, all was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
When the moon fell in love with the sun,
All was golden in the sky,
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
The middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Apparently, Not Enough Time Had Past
Two posts in one day?? Crazy!
The sperm-donor called a couple of hours ago. I hadn't spoken to him since March 4 (his birthday). I had just realized that it had been a grand, long time since we had spoken, and I was really enjoying the peace.
*Shattering glass*
He called, because he was lonely. Maybe if he didn't fuck up every relationship in his life, he wouldn't be so lonely. He wants me to go to the ranch on weekends this summer; he wants to come visit me this weekend and take me out to dinner. Whatever. It's not going to happen--I'm not going to get sucked back into his grasp. It's taken almost 12 years for me to get to where I am now with him, and it's still not satisfactory for me. I'm sooo close to being able to be through with him.
During the conversation tonight, he made me feel sorry for him. That jerk. I don't want to feel sorry for him. I want to feel indifference, dammit.
Anyway, I had to get that out of my system. I'm okay--just really frustrated.
The sperm-donor called a couple of hours ago. I hadn't spoken to him since March 4 (his birthday). I had just realized that it had been a grand, long time since we had spoken, and I was really enjoying the peace.
*Shattering glass*
He called, because he was lonely. Maybe if he didn't fuck up every relationship in his life, he wouldn't be so lonely. He wants me to go to the ranch on weekends this summer; he wants to come visit me this weekend and take me out to dinner. Whatever. It's not going to happen--I'm not going to get sucked back into his grasp. It's taken almost 12 years for me to get to where I am now with him, and it's still not satisfactory for me. I'm sooo close to being able to be through with him.
During the conversation tonight, he made me feel sorry for him. That jerk. I don't want to feel sorry for him. I want to feel indifference, dammit.
Anyway, I had to get that out of my system. I'm okay--just really frustrated.
Laughing Llamas?
Every time I see this commercial, I think of a religion class (was it Middle Eastern Religions??), where we just drew pictures of "emo emus" and "apocalyptic alpacas."
Good memories. :)
I Want to Speak Italian Fluently
Vineyards in Hermann, MOVini. Vidi. Vino.
I came. I saw. I drank wine.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Ignorance is not Always Bliss
http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/africa/03/17/cameroon.pope/index.html?eref=rss_topstories
It really, really bothers me when people can't step outside of their own perspectives to see what's going on in the world around them.
It really, really bothers me when people can't step outside of their own perspectives to see what's going on in the world around them.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Enveloped in the Fog of Apathy
For my Religion Senior Seminar, I just finished reading The Fall, by Albert Camus. It is a beautiful, poignant story that is at the same time bitter and depressing.
Lately, I am so disappointed in humanity. We go about our lives with blinders on. We live petty, material lives that [with some exceptions] amount to very little. We chase false hopes and dreams with the idea that they will fulfill us, and it is all in vain. Our lives are mechanical and meaningless. And, although we would like to say that if we were given another chance to save the woman who jumped from the bridge, we would be hypocrites.* We would end up turning and walking away, just like before.
In class tonight we talked about what we could do to help people care more about finding Truth, about helping people be less apathetic towards life and the beauty that the world holds. None of us had any solutions. We think the growing apathy is a generational thing.
Now, all of that depressing stuff being said, I am writing a paper about how to live a more meaningful, spiritual life. It is going well, and I really need to take some time to figure out how to bring meaning and spirituality in my life. I'm kind of excited about it; I'm not gonna lie. :-)
*reference to The Fall
Lately, I am so disappointed in humanity. We go about our lives with blinders on. We live petty, material lives that [with some exceptions] amount to very little. We chase false hopes and dreams with the idea that they will fulfill us, and it is all in vain. Our lives are mechanical and meaningless. And, although we would like to say that if we were given another chance to save the woman who jumped from the bridge, we would be hypocrites.* We would end up turning and walking away, just like before.
In class tonight we talked about what we could do to help people care more about finding Truth, about helping people be less apathetic towards life and the beauty that the world holds. None of us had any solutions. We think the growing apathy is a generational thing.
Now, all of that depressing stuff being said, I am writing a paper about how to live a more meaningful, spiritual life. It is going well, and I really need to take some time to figure out how to bring meaning and spirituality in my life. I'm kind of excited about it; I'm not gonna lie. :-)
*reference to The Fall
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