They think I'm crazy
For reaching for the stars.
My arms aren't long,
And I'm not very tall,
But still I reach
For the secrets they hold
And questions they answer.
They still think I've lost it
They just don't realize,
They are the stars
For which I reach.
27 April 2010
Easy Come, Easy Go
So I was sleeping, enjoying a dream in which my mind was active, when I came across a concept that would be a good topic to blog about. Sometimes, believe it or not, I have nothing to say, so when I come across an interesting thought, I write it down so that I can blog about it. Well being in the middle of a dream, I was hardly able to write it down, and it has not escaped my thoughts.
Instead I think I'm going to give my two cents on dreams. This dream in particular last night was, from what I can remember, pretty typical. I can often be in a dream and realize that it is actually a dream. There are multiple camps of thought that sees this as a psychic ability, but I believe there is nothing psychic about it. So often I sit back and enjoy it, sometimes I take control and bend my dreamland universe at my command.
What makes me curious, is what is so different about dreams that make me able to bend my reality there, that I can't do in my own life. Its the fact that in my dreams, I can discard all of my social inhibitions. Often, the things I do in my dreams are wild and sometimes innappropriate, that when compared to my already wild an innappropriate life, make me look like a saint. However the concept is still there. It all runs back to confidence. To live my dreams, so to speak, the first step I must take is to have more confidence in myself as a person. Its all about taking control of my life, and not just sitting back, watching it run by me.
Instead I think I'm going to give my two cents on dreams. This dream in particular last night was, from what I can remember, pretty typical. I can often be in a dream and realize that it is actually a dream. There are multiple camps of thought that sees this as a psychic ability, but I believe there is nothing psychic about it. So often I sit back and enjoy it, sometimes I take control and bend my dreamland universe at my command.
What makes me curious, is what is so different about dreams that make me able to bend my reality there, that I can't do in my own life. Its the fact that in my dreams, I can discard all of my social inhibitions. Often, the things I do in my dreams are wild and sometimes innappropriate, that when compared to my already wild an innappropriate life, make me look like a saint. However the concept is still there. It all runs back to confidence. To live my dreams, so to speak, the first step I must take is to have more confidence in myself as a person. Its all about taking control of my life, and not just sitting back, watching it run by me.
26 April 2010
New Mornings and New Beginnings
Okay, so I am a huge fan of procrastination. This impedes on the fact that I have wanted to set my life in a new direction. Every night, after work, before I go to bed I tell myself that tomorrow will be a different day. Tomorrow I will have the big day, NO SMOKING. Or, tomorrow I will do this or do that. Well the sad fact is that there isn't always a tomorrow for everyone.
Sometimes we just have to "grab the bull by the horns" and take on life. For some of us it means stepping out of our shells and going forth with confidence. Instead of saying we will do something tomorrow, maybe we should say, "today is the day I will..." What will you do today?
Sometimes we just have to "grab the bull by the horns" and take on life. For some of us it means stepping out of our shells and going forth with confidence. Instead of saying we will do something tomorrow, maybe we should say, "today is the day I will..." What will you do today?
23 April 2010
Remember The Lotus, An Original by Sam LeFleur
The world is fragile
and things fall apart
Good things come and and they go
breaking apart our heart
The hardest part is
holding your head above water
Lest we get sucked under
and become devil fodder
Just remember the Lotus
tall and proud
Sprung from its murky depths
and deep muddy shroud
You can give birth to the good
embrace and work through the bad
Don't get lost in this
cycle of life and go mad
Hold onto your beautiful soul
and cherish what is you
Just remember the Lotus as the golden rule
grow, swim, and break the surface of something new
**I used to write poetry quite often, but have gotten away from it. I wrote this just this morning in an attempt to rekindle the words I used to cherish so much. I can't decide if it is good, or utter shite, but it comes from my heart. It's about the story of the Lotus flower, from hindu tradition. A lotus grows from a seed deep under the mud and murky waters. It grows up out of the water and reaches above the surface and blooms during the day. It is said that the hindu gods and goddesses were born from a blooming lotus as well as the holy sound, "ohm". To me, this story means that even though the lotus seed is deep under the water, buried in mud, it still manages to rise up and bloom above the surface for everything to admire its beauty. Sometimes when we feel pain and suffering all around us, and feel as though we are drowning, we just need to remember the lotus. We can work through the pain, which is our mud and murky water, to rise above it all and show everyone our true colors. I wrote this in honor of earth week. I have always appreciated the lotus, and I think that out of all the plants on this Earth, we can learn to live and thrive, just as they do.
and things fall apart
Good things come and and they go
breaking apart our heart
The hardest part is
holding your head above water
Lest we get sucked under
and become devil fodder
Just remember the Lotus
tall and proud
Sprung from its murky depths
and deep muddy shroud
You can give birth to the good
embrace and work through the bad
Don't get lost in this
cycle of life and go mad
Hold onto your beautiful soul
and cherish what is you
Just remember the Lotus as the golden rule
grow, swim, and break the surface of something new
**I used to write poetry quite often, but have gotten away from it. I wrote this just this morning in an attempt to rekindle the words I used to cherish so much. I can't decide if it is good, or utter shite, but it comes from my heart. It's about the story of the Lotus flower, from hindu tradition. A lotus grows from a seed deep under the mud and murky waters. It grows up out of the water and reaches above the surface and blooms during the day. It is said that the hindu gods and goddesses were born from a blooming lotus as well as the holy sound, "ohm". To me, this story means that even though the lotus seed is deep under the water, buried in mud, it still manages to rise up and bloom above the surface for everything to admire its beauty. Sometimes when we feel pain and suffering all around us, and feel as though we are drowning, we just need to remember the lotus. We can work through the pain, which is our mud and murky water, to rise above it all and show everyone our true colors. I wrote this in honor of earth week. I have always appreciated the lotus, and I think that out of all the plants on this Earth, we can learn to live and thrive, just as they do.
16 April 2010
Stress Relief and Idle Thoughts
So today, I woke up and went about my day. Beautiful right? I find it extremely awesome that with all the pain and suffering in the world today that I can wake up and try to find one instance of happiness within myself and feed on that. During my half hour to twenty minute drive to work, I encounter everything on the spectrum of moods. I see nervous people, mean people, distracted people and on a very rare instance happy people.
So why am I so happy today? No, I didn't find a job with a living wage, and I don't have the day off from work. I am happy because of the weather, and I don't mean the buckets of sunshine that Pittsburgh almost never gets. I got to enjoy, a short lived but very emotional thunderstorm. Yes, you read right, I love thunderstorms, and this one in particular was extremely satisfying.
For the past few weeks I have been feeling this buildup of tension within myself, and the past couple days I have felt myself get closer and closer to my snapping point. Today however, I was rescued from a few days of laying in my room and watching sad movies just to cry. just around 3pm I heard the wind start to build and become more and more aggressive. Soon followed the rain and a few claps of thunder. Then from my window, I watched as a single bolt of lightning flies up into the sky, right across my vantage point. Through the winds and the rain I felt the tension drain from my body and just as that single bolt of lighting reached across the sky I felt the last of my troubles shatter.
I know for a fact I am not the only person drawn to violent thunderstorms or extreme weather. I by no means am a storm chaser, but there are plenty that are. I, like a lot of my friends are simply drawn to the release of a good storm. I believe this is because we, just like all other living creatures, are hard wired with instincts that tie directly into the earth. We can feel the storm on a subconscious level and find solace in the extreme nature of the entire act.
So you may ask, why do we destroy the earth if we are so wired into its patterns? Well I believe that we put so much time and energy into the seperation of ourselves from the rest of the creatures roaming this earth that we have fallen away from out instinctual desire to experience what is known as "the wild," and we keep working to dominate our environment. Everything from deforestation to weeding our gardens gives us the pleasure to say that we have dominated nature, but as I opened the door to let in my cat just before the storm, she brought with her a dead vole. It was a present to us. She, being a part of nature, wanted to give us the best present she could find, and that showed me that no matter how much we control nature and our environment, the circle of life is still shown to us in everyday life. Just as a spider finds a perfect corner to weave his web in our very own homes, we should realize that these creatures have adapted their ways to fit our actions, being that we are the focus of this circle of life for the time being. Cats bring presents to please their masters, spiders weave webs to feed themselves, and voles die to a predator on the hunt for the perfect morsel and somehow, it all ties back into us.
Sorry if you don't follow this post very easily, these are just the idle thoughts of mine as I prepare to leave once again for work.
02 April 2010
Our Universe and Its Vast Possibilities
One of my many guilty pleasures as of late has been the Discovery Channel program, Life, by the same people that made Planet Earth. I never got to see Planet Earth, but I hope to in the near future.
Living in a suburban community just outside of Pittsburgh doesn't allow me to see much of the wonders of the world. I used to lay in the grass and stare at the sky. In that sky are the vast possibilities of the universe. There is nothing like staring up at the sky and wondering just how many of the stars have their own galaxies, that support life or something we can't possibly concieve. The constellations are just the surface of the vast possibilities of the night sky. While it might seem blank and boring, I think about it as staring into history. In astronomy it is taught that a star could have met the end of its life, without our knowing because of the speed of light and the distance it must travel. Not only are we staring at the ghosts of the universe, we are also looking at stars that have been around long before our start on this planet. While those same stars were burning bright, our beautiful planet was simply dust floating around the cosmos. Then because of a convenient set of events Mother Earth was formed and filled with all the proper materials for life soup. In a blink of time compared to the life of stars, the Earth became populated by creatures coverd in strange cloth and walking on two feet, driving large vehicles, and building buildings that scrape the sky. It's simply amazing to think about. People use the phrase, "if these walls could talk," but what I am truely astounded by is the thought, if the stars could talk...
And the stars surrounding us isn't just the only wonder to behold. Much of the surface of the Earth is covered in deep water. The mysteries of the deep are quite possibly just as baffling as the mysteries of the sky. What lies at the lowest point of the earth? Is it completely barren and unpopulated, or is it quite the opposite and filled with a plethora of unknown creatures and organisms, the likes of which we could only imagine? and look at the whales. There is such a variety of them that they range in all sizes, shapes and colors. They are the human race of the ocean. They dominate their territories and are capable of many things. The Humpback Whale has such a complex mating ritual that Life just recently caught on tape most of the whole process, including the long and strenuous Heat Run. They only missed the whale fornication, that took place too deep for them to travel, and it has never been witnessed. Whales might not be as technologically advanced as us but they undeniably have intelligence and wisdom that rivals that of our own. Shamu will never "tweet" but he will cover more of this Earth on his very own than any one person could ever hope to.
And on Earth there lies even deeper mysteries. If you study the Evolution theory of Darwin, the basis of it relies on the fact of the "tree of life". At the trunk of this tree is the organism from which all life has evolved. and following the branches outward you will find the creature that we know today. Like a real tree, this "tree of life" is always growing with branches that reach out further and further, and evolution will continue until the tree dies, and with it, all of life. Walking the face of the Earth are creatures large and small. From grasshoppers, to bacteria, to human life, we all share a common ancestor, and share the earth.
It's amazing the shear volume of our world. Large burning balls of gas and rock surround us, some too far away to be seen at real time, and one that sustains our very existance. Compared to the sun, the Earth pales in comparison. Soon, through observing Whales and other large beasts, and the creations of man, to the very molecules of bacteria, it becomes apparent that our existance, and the existance of this planet means nothing. Without Earth or the Milkyway Galaxy the universe would suffer litte. So for now we have to appreciate the small slice of existance that we can embrace and comprehend. We are surrounded by beautiful creatures both large and small, each with a mystery of their own. We are but a blink on the timeline of everything, and even though we might cease to exist, there will be more to behold. After us might come another race of humanoid creatures, if they don't already exist. Or maybe planets will develop a consciousness. Barnacles attach to whales and other large sea creatures, who's to say that a living organism can't orbit through the cosmos suststained by photosynthesis and minerals from space debris and sustain its very own ecosystem. Afterall, we are but a barnacle on the belly of a whale.
Living in a suburban community just outside of Pittsburgh doesn't allow me to see much of the wonders of the world. I used to lay in the grass and stare at the sky. In that sky are the vast possibilities of the universe. There is nothing like staring up at the sky and wondering just how many of the stars have their own galaxies, that support life or something we can't possibly concieve. The constellations are just the surface of the vast possibilities of the night sky. While it might seem blank and boring, I think about it as staring into history. In astronomy it is taught that a star could have met the end of its life, without our knowing because of the speed of light and the distance it must travel. Not only are we staring at the ghosts of the universe, we are also looking at stars that have been around long before our start on this planet. While those same stars were burning bright, our beautiful planet was simply dust floating around the cosmos. Then because of a convenient set of events Mother Earth was formed and filled with all the proper materials for life soup. In a blink of time compared to the life of stars, the Earth became populated by creatures coverd in strange cloth and walking on two feet, driving large vehicles, and building buildings that scrape the sky. It's simply amazing to think about. People use the phrase, "if these walls could talk," but what I am truely astounded by is the thought, if the stars could talk...
And the stars surrounding us isn't just the only wonder to behold. Much of the surface of the Earth is covered in deep water. The mysteries of the deep are quite possibly just as baffling as the mysteries of the sky. What lies at the lowest point of the earth? Is it completely barren and unpopulated, or is it quite the opposite and filled with a plethora of unknown creatures and organisms, the likes of which we could only imagine? and look at the whales. There is such a variety of them that they range in all sizes, shapes and colors. They are the human race of the ocean. They dominate their territories and are capable of many things. The Humpback Whale has such a complex mating ritual that Life just recently caught on tape most of the whole process, including the long and strenuous Heat Run. They only missed the whale fornication, that took place too deep for them to travel, and it has never been witnessed. Whales might not be as technologically advanced as us but they undeniably have intelligence and wisdom that rivals that of our own. Shamu will never "tweet" but he will cover more of this Earth on his very own than any one person could ever hope to.
And on Earth there lies even deeper mysteries. If you study the Evolution theory of Darwin, the basis of it relies on the fact of the "tree of life". At the trunk of this tree is the organism from which all life has evolved. and following the branches outward you will find the creature that we know today. Like a real tree, this "tree of life" is always growing with branches that reach out further and further, and evolution will continue until the tree dies, and with it, all of life. Walking the face of the Earth are creatures large and small. From grasshoppers, to bacteria, to human life, we all share a common ancestor, and share the earth.
It's amazing the shear volume of our world. Large burning balls of gas and rock surround us, some too far away to be seen at real time, and one that sustains our very existance. Compared to the sun, the Earth pales in comparison. Soon, through observing Whales and other large beasts, and the creations of man, to the very molecules of bacteria, it becomes apparent that our existance, and the existance of this planet means nothing. Without Earth or the Milkyway Galaxy the universe would suffer litte. So for now we have to appreciate the small slice of existance that we can embrace and comprehend. We are surrounded by beautiful creatures both large and small, each with a mystery of their own. We are but a blink on the timeline of everything, and even though we might cease to exist, there will be more to behold. After us might come another race of humanoid creatures, if they don't already exist. Or maybe planets will develop a consciousness. Barnacles attach to whales and other large sea creatures, who's to say that a living organism can't orbit through the cosmos suststained by photosynthesis and minerals from space debris and sustain its very own ecosystem. Afterall, we are but a barnacle on the belly of a whale.
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