Tuesday, December 22, 2009

"Life Goals"



I took this picture from the PostSecret blog. It reminded me of how sad it is that most people would choose the first 3 goals over the last one. It reminds me that most people are selfish and want to leave the world by being immortal through their own successes and self-achievement: making lots of money, impressing people with superficial things and having people look up to them.
If I could take something with me before I die, it would be to help more than I've hurt. Being rich or famous isn't half as rewarding than saving a life or giving joy to people who thought they would never feel that way.
We've all hurt people whether intentionally or accidently- we're human. It's normal. But it's all about the actions that come afterwards, it's never too late to help people...

Monday, December 21, 2009

"Seasons"

Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each

-Henry David Thoreau

Thursday, December 10, 2009

"Half of my heart"




The lyrics to this song just touched my soul and this is definitely my December song. I absolutely adore it. John Mayer is a genius.
My favorite line would have to be "half of my heart's got a grip on the situation half of my heart takes time"

"Lifeline"

Someone once told me that it’s better to parallel the pattern of a lifeline rather than a flat-line. What if you lived most of your life like a flat-line and decided to switch to a lifeline…does that make you unstable? Is it wrong to have highs and lows instead of being constant, predictable and boring? You don’t have to change who you are but you can definitely change your lifestyle, right? I’m kind of over the predictable. I want something challenging, something new and something different. I want to be shocked back into life…I want that flat line to start beeping with all the ups and downs that life has to offer. It can’t hurt to live a little than be so dead inside that everything remains constant and life becomes a routine. Where’s the fun in that?

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

"The power of words"

Whoever came up with the phrase "sticks and stones may break your bones, but words will never hurt you" is an idiot. Words do hurt. In fact, I’d rather get hit by a stone then by words. I guarantee a bone will heal a lot faster than the emotional trauma you go through with words that are said. They leave scars so deep that leave you questioning yourself, your relationship with others and where you stand. Words can throw you off so that you are left in a space of confusion and it's pretty hard to get back to where you were before that. It’s like breaking glass and trying to put those pieces together again, it's never going to be perfect again. Isn't that a shame?

Words can be hurtful. It doesn't matter whether you mean them or not because once they leave your lips, they leave an imprint on the person receiving them. With that same token good words can make someone feel better about themselves, and uplift their spirits but either way people do not forget the words that are said to them. Having a cast for a broken arm will lasts months and eventually heals, but words that have been said to someone will remain for years and years. It’s also a tone. People aren’t stupid, they can sense when a certain sarcastic tone or cynical one is being used. My point is to just be careful when you say something to someone that can potentially hurt them because you can’t take it back. Even if you apologize or say, “I take it back” the damage has already been done.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

"Willy Wonka...."


Doesn't this picture just make you think of Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory? The old version though, not the new one with Johnny Depp. Or maybe I prefer the new one because Depp's character is so cynical. Yeah, I prefer the newer version. When I stood there and took this picture all I could think about was Umpa Lumpa's and Golden tickets... It's like a childhood dream coming to life.

There's just so much there that you lose focus and dive into this world of bright colors and fall into the trap of indecisiveness because you don't know which candy bar you want in that moment. And secretly you want them all. This picture was taken in Dylan's Candy Bar, New York. Oh. My. God. It's like a chunk of heaven smack in Manhattan- lucky New Yorkers!

Seriously though, wasn't there a time where you would buy Hershey bars and slowly unwrap them because you were looking for a golden ticket? Or was that just me?

"Musical Boots"

When I was younger I always wanted musical boots. Growing up music was a really big part of my family. I remember my dad would wake me and my siblings up by turning on MTV every morning before heading out for school, and I would move around in my bed to whatever beat was on, typically in the 90’s it was either Nirvana or Red hot chili peppers….ah, the days of good music! As I grew up music had to be everywhere, in the car, in my bedroom, and watching TV mainly entailed watching music videos….really, music was played all the time.

Clearly, my fantasy of musical boots sprung way before the creation of the iPod. I always envisioned boots that would instantly play a song that matched my current state of mind and emotion, but unlike the iPod it would communicate with others on the street that felt that same emotion as the music would play out loud and would act like a magnet to attract people with the same mindset. How cool is that? I know...the mind of an 8 year old is extremely creative.

Funnily enough, I still think of the idea of having musical boots. It would draw people together and there would be this connection, like this sense of belonging. I dunno, the idea just sounds comforting.