| You Are Right Brained In Love |
 Peacemaker, first to end a fight Good at thinking up creative dates Tend to fall in love and get hurt easily Going with your gut instead of your head Emphathetic and caring, sometimes to a fault Good at recognizing patterns in relationships Been in love many times, perhaps too many to count Wildly passionate and intense when falling in love Spontaneous with relationships, going with the flow Overly visual - can play back past dates like movies in your mind Roses, love poems, and stuffed animals are a good start to winning your heart |
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Fun test - try it out!
Friday, September 29, 2006
Psycho?
I think my current "roomy" is stalking me........
.......... At least he is lurking.
He is lurking outside of my door
When I sit calm and quiet and do stuff
singing to myself,
then I turn around
he is standing there,
silent like dust on a highway,
Yeiks!
Hm, that reminds me, this is one of my favorite movies. It is so on the very edge of being overdone, sentimental and kitschy that its just lovely. (Well, actually not on the edge, but quite over it) Have a little look!
PS: Isn't this the funniest psycho-picture ever?
I think my current "roomy" is stalking me.................. At least he is lurking.
He is lurking outside of my door
When I sit calm and quiet and do stuff
singing to myself,
then I turn around
he is standing there,
silent like dust on a highway,
Yeiks!
Hm, that reminds me, this is one of my favorite movies. It is so on the very edge of being overdone, sentimental and kitschy that its just lovely. (Well, actually not on the edge, but quite over it) Have a little look!
PS: Isn't this the funniest psycho-picture ever?
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Translation into English made by Caru
I look
I look at the whitish sky,
I look at the clouds, blue-grey,
I look at the bloodshot sun.
So this is the world.
So this is the planets' home.
A raindrop!
I look at the lofty houses,
I look at a thousand windows,
I look at the far away spires.
So this is Earth.
So this is the home of mankind.
The clouds, blue-grey, are gathering;
the sun's gone away.
I look at the well-dressed gents,
I look at the smiling ladies,
I look at the tired horses.
Now the clouds, blue-grey, thicken.
I look and I look...
I must have come to the wrong planet.
It's so strange here.
Jeg ser
Jeg ser på den hvide himmel,
jeg ser på de gråblå skyer,
jeg ser på den blodige sol.
Dette er altså verden.
Dette er altså klodenes hjem.
En regndråbe!
Jeg ser på de høie huse,
jeg ser på de tusen vinduer,
jeg ser på det fjerne kirketårn.
Dette er altså jorden.
Dette er altså menneskenes hjem.
De gråblå skyer samler seg. Solen blev borte.
Jeg ser på de velklædde herrer,
jeg ser på de smilende damer,
jeg ser på de ludende heste.
Hvor gråblå skyer blir tunge.
Jeg ser, jeg ser...
Jeg er vist kommet på en feil klode!
Her er så underligt...
Sigbjørn Obstfelder - 1893.
I look
I look at the whitish sky,
I look at the clouds, blue-grey,
I look at the bloodshot sun.
So this is the world.
So this is the planets' home.
A raindrop!
I look at the lofty houses,
I look at a thousand windows,
I look at the far away spires.
So this is Earth.
So this is the home of mankind.
The clouds, blue-grey, are gathering;
the sun's gone away.
I look at the well-dressed gents,
I look at the smiling ladies,
I look at the tired horses.
Now the clouds, blue-grey, thicken.
I look and I look...
I must have come to the wrong planet.
It's so strange here.
Jeg ser
Jeg ser på den hvide himmel,
jeg ser på de gråblå skyer,
jeg ser på den blodige sol.
Dette er altså verden.
Dette er altså klodenes hjem.
En regndråbe!
Jeg ser på de høie huse,
jeg ser på de tusen vinduer,
jeg ser på det fjerne kirketårn.
Dette er altså jorden.
Dette er altså menneskenes hjem.
De gråblå skyer samler seg. Solen blev borte.
Jeg ser på de velklædde herrer,
jeg ser på de smilende damer,
jeg ser på de ludende heste.
Hvor gråblå skyer blir tunge.
Jeg ser, jeg ser...
Jeg er vist kommet på en feil klode!
Her er så underligt...
Sigbjørn Obstfelder - 1893.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Healthy lifestyle
I have always been hooked on trying to live in a way that will be beneficial for my health and also the world around me.
Now I am adding two new rules to my eating....going to drink 2 liter of water every day and eat fruit after each meal (like a dessert, jum)
Some other things as well, but I wont bore you with it.
Thing is, if you have fructose in your kitchen instead of sugar you are met with strange attitudes!
I am serious!
I was very surprised to find out how little people in general care about eating healthy
5 minor tips to you who care:
- In health stores in general they have a herbal-salt called Herbamare. It tastes delicious and is soo much better than that scary salt everybody uses.
Sea-salt is also a good alternative.
- Fructose or brown instead of white refined sugar
- Stay the hell off margarine. (saturated fat has a higher mortality correlation than smoking) If you want - use butter
- Light products are full of shit - try to avoid additives in the food as much as you can (those not natural)
- If you can - go vegetarian. It does not only save you some health-risks, but has larger impacts....
Remember, everything starts with the one person
Good or evil - it´s your choise
~ Aasa the freak
Now I am adding two new rules to my eating....going to drink 2 liter of water every day and eat fruit after each meal (like a dessert, jum)
Some other things as well, but I wont bore you with it.
Thing is, if you have fructose in your kitchen instead of sugar you are met with strange attitudes!
I am serious!
I was very surprised to find out how little people in general care about eating healthy
5 minor tips to you who care:
- In health stores in general they have a herbal-salt called Herbamare. It tastes delicious and is soo much better than that scary salt everybody uses.
Sea-salt is also a good alternative.
- Fructose or brown instead of white refined sugar
- Stay the hell off margarine. (saturated fat has a higher mortality correlation than smoking) If you want - use butter
- Light products are full of shit - try to avoid additives in the food as much as you can (those not natural)
- If you can - go vegetarian. It does not only save you some health-risks, but has larger impacts....
Remember, everything starts with the one person
Good or evil - it´s your choise
~ Aasa the freak
Sunday, September 24, 2006
I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I like you, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying,
I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying,
I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I like you, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I like you, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying,I hate flying, I hate flying,I hate flying ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying,I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I like you, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I like you, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying, I hate flying,I hate flying, I hate flying,I hate flying ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
I sink under the surface and hide in safety
That surrounds me like soft water,
and murmur songs from the deep
I rarely allow myself to hear
I always dived from the highest cliffs
Searching in the leap itself
Searching in the very fall
What I always thought I wanted
But in tiny moments
In your eyes
In a closed door
In a silence
In something that I never saw
But always knew
I found the opposite of what I searched
Underneath everything
Lying there
In silent water, sleeping,
waiting to be seen, to be lived
by me
and murmur songs from the deep
I rarely allow myself to hear
I always dived from the highest cliffs
Searching in the leap itself
Searching in the very fall
What I always thought I wanted
But in tiny moments
In your eyes
In a closed door
In a silence
In something that I never saw
But always knew
I found the opposite of what I searched
Underneath everything
Lying there
In silent water, sleeping,
waiting to be seen, to be lived
by me
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Going slightly mad?
Update: Great link if you ever have experienced something similar. Thanks to Caru!
..........................
So....It is very possible that I am going insane. Either that or I am a sleepwalker, psychic or have hallucinations - you take a pick.
Yesterday night I was in my bed ready to sleep. I was listening to an audio file of a book on my computer and had the headphones on. Then all of a sudden I hear an other voice - somebody talking directly to me next to my ear. I totally freak, but figure it came from the computer so I shut all the programs running down. Later I figure it
maybe was a dream and I don't think that much more about it.
Until last night, when I am in bed again, not at home this time, and ready to sleep . Then again I hear somebody talking to me, and its the same voice. So now I get seriously scared. There is no audio file on and no computer, just me in the room. I open my eyes and look up into the room, and you cannot imagine what I saw. Four people standing there. They were kinda foggy, so not as we see people everyday, but there was definitely people there.
I allow you to judge me at this point and think I am a looney. I understand it, so did I....
Well, my first reaction is to get freakishly scared again, but what can I do? I just lay there in my bed staring at them. Just to be sure I double-check that I am awake,which I evidently am, and I just keep on staring. There is something about the entire thing, I cannot describe it, but after a while I am not scared anymore and its almost like I am getting used to it. And get this..After a little more time I fall asleep! I mean seriously, this shocks me too now, but hey....You think you have lost your mind and the livingroom is full of foggy-people, but you are quite calm about it so why not take a nap?
Pffft on me.
Well, Now I am ready to go to sleep again, and you can imagine how I feel about it.
I haven't even made up my mind what to think about all this.
But to believe my mother right, the specialist in clinical psychology, people who loose their mind do not tend to question it much, and I cannot say I have felt especially psychotic lately, ha ha.
So , we will see. If I end up being the "crazy artist" or not.
Whish me luck!?
~ Aasa
..........................
So....It is very possible that I am going insane. Either that or I am a sleepwalker, psychic or have hallucinations - you take a pick.
Yesterday night I was in my bed ready to sleep. I was listening to an audio file of a book on my computer and had the headphones on. Then all of a sudden I hear an other voice - somebody talking directly to me next to my ear. I totally freak, but figure it came from the computer so I shut all the programs running down. Later I figure it
maybe was a dream and I don't think that much more about it.Until last night, when I am in bed again, not at home this time, and ready to sleep . Then again I hear somebody talking to me, and its the same voice. So now I get seriously scared. There is no audio file on and no computer, just me in the room. I open my eyes and look up into the room, and you cannot imagine what I saw. Four people standing there. They were kinda foggy, so not as we see people everyday, but there was definitely people there.
I allow you to judge me at this point and think I am a looney. I understand it, so did I....
Well, my first reaction is to get freakishly scared again, but what can I do? I just lay there in my bed staring at them. Just to be sure I double-check that I am awake,which I evidently am, and I just keep on staring. There is something about the entire thing, I cannot describe it, but after a while I am not scared anymore and its almost like I am getting used to it. And get this..After a little more time I fall asleep! I mean seriously, this shocks me too now, but hey....You think you have lost your mind and the livingroom is full of foggy-people, but you are quite calm about it so why not take a nap?
Pffft on me.
Well, Now I am ready to go to sleep again, and you can imagine how I feel about it.
I haven't even made up my mind what to think about all this.
But to believe my mother right, the specialist in clinical psychology, people who loose their mind do not tend to question it much, and I cannot say I have felt especially psychotic lately, ha ha.
So , we will see. If I end up being the "crazy artist" or not.
Whish me luck!?
~ Aasa
Friday, September 22, 2006
Sorry...
I had to remove some blogs from my links
"dead blogs" who hardly ever get updated
are cut....a few others are now under observation for the same fate
~ Aasa
"dead blogs" who hardly ever get updated
are cut....a few others are now under observation for the same fate
~ Aasa
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Problem arrived
Update:
I seemed to have some trouble with that one
Some of you got deleted, so you will get a new request to add me
Hugs
~ Aasa
I have done some deeper emotion digging, and here is what is coming up...
I don't want to go back to Barcelona and do the photoschool
Argh!
this is kinda hard
WhattodoWhattodo?
PS; Tudelibump....I am on Yahoo through Meebo, YAY!!!!
I seemed to have some trouble with that one
Some of you got deleted, so you will get a new request to add me
Hugs
~ Aasa
I have done some deeper emotion digging, and here is what is coming up...
I don't want to go back to Barcelona and do the photoschool
Argh!
this is kinda hard
WhattodoWhattodo?
PS; Tudelibump....I am on Yahoo through Meebo, YAY!!!!
An awesome read!
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
A sadhappy goodbye
Today was my last day in the kindergarten
And what both lovely and sad day
I got so many wonderful words and hugs that I was totally overwhelmed, both from kids and adults.
Riding my bike on my way home I cried for leaving them all behind thiking maybe it was a bad
choice. Maybe I just should have stayed here in Norway doing this now?
Who will I have surreal conversations about cabbage with now? I just admire and am fascinated about the way kids think sometimes.
And who will I play with? I don´t know any adults who would join me pretending we are rabbits that are being hunted or wolves lost in a forest.
And where will I get 50 hugs a day and get greeted in the morning by somebody jumping up and down from joy because I have arrived?
Kids are true treasures to be around.
Damn, I am going to miss it all!
And what both lovely and sad day
I got so many wonderful words and hugs that I was totally overwhelmed, both from kids and adults.
Riding my bike on my way home I cried for leaving them all behind thiking maybe it was a bad
choice. Maybe I just should have stayed here in Norway doing this now?Who will I have surreal conversations about cabbage with now? I just admire and am fascinated about the way kids think sometimes.
And who will I play with? I don´t know any adults who would join me pretending we are rabbits that are being hunted or wolves lost in a forest.
And where will I get 50 hugs a day and get greeted in the morning by somebody jumping up and down from joy because I have arrived?
Kids are true treasures to be around.
Damn, I am going to miss it all!
Monday, September 18, 2006
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Presenting......
.......Some of the worst crap I have read in years
I hope you will never be thinking like this
Best wishes to all of you and never start to measure or compare your life
You have been given life itself, that is a ever priceless and immeasurable gift
Do with it as you like, never what others want you to do or what you are told!
(don't listen to me now either, if you don't want to, ha ha!)
Hugs
Aasa
PS: And screw the term "success"
Measures Of Success in Life according to Bram Cohen
You may have succeeded at life if...
If you do something no one ever accomplished before.
If you give more to the human race than you take away.
If you are ever a world champion.
If you spend more time happy than sad.
If you practice refined taste.
If you spend less time thinking about other people than they spend thinking about you.
If you have two or more surviving children.
If you die with more money than your parents.
If when the time comes you don't fear death.
If someone remembers you 100 years after you're gone.
If you make a difference in just one person's life.
If you ever get someone to truly love you.
If you accomplish everything which was expected of you and more.
If you never purposefully harm anyone.
.......Some of the worst crap I have read in years
I hope you will never be thinking like this
Best wishes to all of you and never start to measure or compare your life
You have been given life itself, that is a ever priceless and immeasurable gift
Do with it as you like, never what others want you to do or what you are told!
(don't listen to me now either, if you don't want to, ha ha!)
Hugs
Aasa
PS: And screw the term "success"
Measures Of Success in Life according to Bram Cohen
You may have succeeded at life if...
If you do something no one ever accomplished before.
If you give more to the human race than you take away.
If you are ever a world champion.
If you spend more time happy than sad.
If you practice refined taste.
If you spend less time thinking about other people than they spend thinking about you.
If you have two or more surviving children.
If you die with more money than your parents.
If when the time comes you don't fear death.
If someone remembers you 100 years after you're gone.
If you make a difference in just one person's life.
If you ever get someone to truly love you.
If you accomplish everything which was expected of you and more.
If you never purposefully harm anyone.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Name game
1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME
(your middle name, street you grew up in)
no middle name so I'll do Iris which my mum thought about calling me!
Iris Skjedsmo
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME
(grandfather/mother on mother's side first name, favorite snack)
Edith Mousse
3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME
(first word you see on your left, favorite restaurant)
Camera Habibi
4. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME
(first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name)
A Ber
5. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME
(favorite animal, name of high school)
Cat Steineren
6. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME
(middle name, city where you were born):
Iris Oslo
7. YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME
(name of sibling/parent [opposite sex], cell phone company you use):
Sverre Vodafone
8. YOUR STAR WARS NAME
(first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)
Ber Ber Pia
If anybody want to tell me their list it would be fun
:)
(your middle name, street you grew up in)
no middle name so I'll do Iris which my mum thought about calling me!
Iris Skjedsmo
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME
(grandfather/mother on mother's side first name, favorite snack)
Edith Mousse
3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME
(first word you see on your left, favorite restaurant)
Camera Habibi
4. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME
(first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name)
A Ber
5. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME
(favorite animal, name of high school)
Cat Steineren
6. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME
(middle name, city where you were born):
Iris Oslo
7. YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME
(name of sibling/parent [opposite sex], cell phone company you use):
Sverre Vodafone
8. YOUR STAR WARS NAME
(first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)
Ber Ber Pia
If anybody want to tell me their list it would be fun
:)
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Computer trouble 2
Computer trouble
1:
So..........I can´t log on to MSN messenger or Yahoo, cause my PC is not configured for internet explorer all of a sudden. Have no idea how that happened.
I have had it for like 2 weeks now, but hadn´t had time for chatting, but I want to fix it anyway.
So if there is a helpful soul out there who knows how.
Please HELP! Cause I have tried and I have no idea.
2: My Emule has a constant low ID because my Modem or something blocks it and I have no idea how to fix that
It seems 1 and 2 is connected, as both my Emule is blocked, and so is my Internet explorer and Yahoo and MSn messenger. But I dont know what causes it, Its quite new.
3: My computer has also been fucked up for a while, giving me a bluescreen and restarting whilst I am in the mddle of something. What I get up after is the follwing (If anybody knows about such codes).
I really hope
there are
some smarties
out there
who can
save me
Hehe
Winks ;)
~ Aasa
So..........I can´t log on to MSN messenger or Yahoo, cause my PC is not configured for internet explorer all of a sudden. Have no idea how that happened.
I have had it for like 2 weeks now, but hadn´t had time for chatting, but I want to fix it anyway.
So if there is a helpful soul out there who knows how.
Please HELP! Cause I have tried and I have no idea.
2: My Emule has a constant low ID because my Modem or something blocks it and I have no idea how to fix that
It seems 1 and 2 is connected, as both my Emule is blocked, and so is my Internet explorer and Yahoo and MSn messenger. But I dont know what causes it, Its quite new.
3: My computer has also been fucked up for a while, giving me a bluescreen and restarting whilst I am in the mddle of something. What I get up after is the follwing (If anybody knows about such codes).
I really hope
there are
some smarties
out there
who can
save me
Hehe
Winks ;)
~ Aasa
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Lists 12
10 Random things I like
1 The smell in the air right before it rains
2 Getting a letter the old way and the feeling I have just before I open it
3 A hug I didnt expect
4 When somebody I cuddle with kisses me softly in the neck
5 The sound leaves make when they blow in the wind
6 The way Piglet gives away his house to Eeyore in "The House At Pooh Corner"
7 Crossing out something I have done on a "remember"-list
8 A movie that makes me smile when its done, because it touched my heart
9 Jumping in ponds
10 When somebody says something sweet unexpectedly and without any reason at all
1 The smell in the air right before it rains
2 Getting a letter the old way and the feeling I have just before I open it
3 A hug I didnt expect
4 When somebody I cuddle with kisses me softly in the neck
5 The sound leaves make when they blow in the wind
6 The way Piglet gives away his house to Eeyore in "The House At Pooh Corner"
7 Crossing out something I have done on a "remember"-list
8 A movie that makes me smile when its done, because it touched my heart
9 Jumping in ponds
10 When somebody says something sweet unexpectedly and without any reason at all
Monday, September 04, 2006
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Wonderings..............................
What are we humans really about?
I mean, we flip-flop around this world inventing thoughts to try to make our own existence valuable.
isn't our life when you see it from a larger picture a little paradoxal?
When I work in the kindergarten the kids shout to me all the time "look at me Aasa, look what I can do" Nooo! Look at me Aasa"
And I think.
Is that what we are all running around after?
When you start to take things apart that's just how it looks to me.
People strive to get famous? For what? To be seen and acknowledge by others?
We want to be beautiful...Why?
we want to learn skills...Why?
We want to be seen.
We want to matter.
we want to break through this huge empty space that shouts back to us that we are small and worthless.
isn't to really be seen and accepted to be loved?
But haven't we taken a wrong turn in the ways we try to get seen in today's western societies?
We run around and do the silliest things, and under it all its just so simple. Under it all is our small cries for being loved.
If you imagine yourself out in space, looking down on us, doesn't existence in itself nearly get a little ironic or cruel, in a funny way.
I mean, what can you say looking down on yourself sweating over that the last girl really didn't love you in the end?
Or that you got fired from your job?
When you see all these little ants buzzing about their troubles on this little planet in a
universes that has one hundred and seventy-five billion galaxies. (And that is just the observable universe.)
What can you do?
I mean, in that way life looks like a little joke. And we look like huge jokes running around in despair searching for what we have just in front of us.
people tell me " I am sad"
And I answer "okay. That is good for you"
And then they say to me "What can I do? I don't want to feel like this?
For me bottom line is
But you do! And that's how it is now.
I don't feel like there are any answers we can find. I don't feel like there is any recipe we can follow. That is just our way of trying to control what is......
What else can we do but just live?
hugs to all of you
~ Aasa
I mean, we flip-flop around this world inventing thoughts to try to make our own existence valuable.
isn't our life when you see it from a larger picture a little paradoxal?
When I work in the kindergarten the kids shout to me all the time "look at me Aasa, look what I can do" Nooo! Look at me Aasa"
And I think.
Is that what we are all running around after?
When you start to take things apart that's just how it looks to me.People strive to get famous? For what? To be seen and acknowledge by others?
We want to be beautiful...Why?
we want to learn skills...Why?
We want to be seen.
We want to matter.
we want to break through this huge empty space that shouts back to us that we are small and worthless.
isn't to really be seen and accepted to be loved?
But haven't we taken a wrong turn in the ways we try to get seen in today's western societies?
We run around and do the silliest things, and under it all its just so simple. Under it all is our small cries for being loved.
If you imagine yourself out in space, looking down on us, doesn't existence in itself nearly get a little ironic or cruel, in a funny way.
I mean, what can you say looking down on yourself sweating over that the last girl really didn't love you in the end?
Or that you got fired from your job?
When you see all these little ants buzzing about their troubles on this little planet in a
universes that has one hundred and seventy-five billion galaxies. (And that is just the observable universe.)What can you do?
I mean, in that way life looks like a little joke. And we look like huge jokes running around in despair searching for what we have just in front of us.
people tell me " I am sad"
And I answer "okay. That is good for you"
And then they say to me "What can I do? I don't want to feel like this?
For me bottom line is
But you do! And that's how it is now.
I don't feel like there are any answers we can find. I don't feel like there is any recipe we can follow. That is just our way of trying to control what is......
What else can we do but just live?
hugs to all of you
~ Aasa
My Pegasus wings
I am a child - spreading my wings into imagination. I am air and water, pouring down my neck and giving me giggles as I run. I am a laughter from the belly and the knowing of being free. I am the anger that never stays long, and the joy of soft feet in warm water. I am the innocence that is not lost and the dream that has unicorn horn and Pegasus wings. I am the intense taste of a strawberry in your mouth and the excitement of waking up to a new day.
I walked away from you in my try to be someone I am not. I took duty and poured it into my pockets. I let society tell me my unicorn horn was childish and my Pegasus wings came from mythology. I let eyes that read my words call them amateuristic, or naive, or cliches, and I strived to be better, to be the best, to be good. I just wanted to survive. And through surviving I was dieing. I payed my bills and fill out the papers until the taste of strawberries didn't surprise me anymore. But I didn't understand why.
So I am writing these little words out like a child that is lost. And the adult in my hears them and laughs and says. These words are written a thousand times before. These words are so badly written, I nearly have to laugh, Are you really going to publish this? This is the theme of all the sappy writers who are no goods. This is literature at its failure and you are just a little blogger in the ocean of words.
But it is my words, and it is my child, and it is my Pegasus wings.
And I am putting them on again!
!
I am a child - spreading my wings into imagination. I am air and water, pouring down my neck and giving me giggles as I run. I am a laughter from the belly and the knowing of being free. I am the anger that never stays long, and the joy of soft feet in warm water. I am the innocence that is not lost and the dream that has unicorn horn and Pegasus wings. I am the intense taste of a strawberry in your mouth and the excitement of waking up to a new day.
I walked away from you in my try to be someone I am not. I took duty and poured it into my pockets. I let society tell me my unicorn horn was childish and my Pegasus wings came from mythology. I let eyes that read my words call them amateuristic, or naive, or cliches, and I strived to be better, to be the best, to be good. I just wanted to survive. And through surviving I was dieing. I payed my bills and fill out the papers until the taste of strawberries didn't surprise me anymore. But I didn't understand why.
So I am writing these little words out like a child that is lost. And the adult in my hears them and laughs and says. These words are written a thousand times before. These words are so badly written, I nearly have to laugh, Are you really going to publish this? This is the theme of all the sappy writers who are no goods. This is literature at its failure and you are just a little blogger in the ocean of words.
But it is my words, and it is my child, and it is my Pegasus wings.
And I am putting them on again!
!
Saturday, September 02, 2006
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