I have told many lies..

one of them being, "I will write more".
Although the world around me has changed, somewhat for better, yet too for worse, I seem to remain neutral. My mind is expanding, my knowledge of many useful and/or useless things is growing and things don't seem so bad so often.
There may in fact come a time where I look back and wonder,
But it has also occurred to me that I may never know those answers.
It has also occurred to my attention, that those answers don't matter.
All that matters is what we do with the time that is given to us.
We are not our past, we are weary of the future, and the present seems to form it's own path amongst shadows of trees and nests of bees.
As long as we are civil, as long as we remain a loving people, we will have peace.

-a.

My dear companions

While basking in the musty scent in my little Corolla mixed with subtle hints of pumpkin spice and various coffee beans, I turned on the radio to lift my spirits on my drive home from work. I scanned the stations until I came upon the familiar voice of the grand Garrison Keillor. That deep, and comforting voice of his calmed my agitated nerves and quieted my inner annoyance with the horrible driving surrounding me in an instant. Despite the quiet chaos encased within my tiny automobile, and the faint sounds of horns beeping and buzzing in the scurry and hurry to get to where they need to go, I turned up the volume and settled to listen to A Prairie Home Companion, as I do every Sunday afternoon. Here is what I enjoyed, I'm sure you will too.


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I'm working on an anthology and three poems.
I really recommend this magazine to fellow writers. There are tons of classifieds and contests. Enter them!!

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every October I read Franz Kafka's "The Metamorphosis".
You should too

im just a petunia man!!!!

well hello blog!
I have not showed you my love in a while. Here is a brief update on my crazy self:
. job is going well
.friends/family better than ever
.CHASING MY DREAM
.went to like 20 auditions this week alone gahh
.boyfriend: nope
.care? nah
.lovee constantly
.laugh always
&& im a writing fool.

Im reading "Girl, Interrupted" by Susana Kaysen. (Brilliant)
My sbux beverage is still a double tall soy 4 raw sugar latte.
ohhh and i have 27 dresses. its official...Holy shit.

LOVE.
BE.
CARE.
SHARE.

peace&&

laundry day

So as I sit here folding what seems like an eternity of clothing, I can't help but think about random-ness. Today is a half-lazy day. Until Psychology then it gets hectic. Of course.

And Starbucks today, woo. Oh well, at least I close with Lisa, aka Jesus. haa
I think I want a new job. Or another one. I don't know.
Starbucks pays well and I love my partners..but I am such a gypsy. Its hard to stay in one place for too long.
Is that bad? Does that show my lack of commitment? Does it actually matter?

Well I just go back to folding clothes and listening to Rachael Yamagata.
: )

acts of kindness.

It's interesting how many lives can be changed by one small act of kindness. We live in a world where so much hatred, pain and inconciderate nonsence occurs all the time. Most people ignore what does not concern them directly. Yet, by ignoring these horrid acts of hate, they are not just steping aside and minding their business, they are contributing to hate by NOT doing anything about it. Racism,Control,Domestic-Verbal and Sexual abuse, Sexism, and Judgement. It doesnt make sense to me.

It seems like we have given up on ourselves. We must act. We must do something about it because if we dont act now, our world as we know it could turn into the fires of Hell and our children will have to live in it.

Lets try to love one another, despite our differences in Race, religion, opinions and sex.

And dont trust everything your government tells you. Have a mind of your own. Dont believe everything you hear.

"I dont know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everyone." -Bill Cosby

earth&sky-old post

hm, first blog.Today was my ridiculous computer class. The day started off with a double tall extra hot soy latte and three madeline cookies while listening to the newest findings in science and astronomy on NPR. By the way, look up Hurt, his artistic view on the milky way is intriguing.I attempted to be positive about the class in which I initially dreaded. As I arrived an hour early, and walked around to get a feel for the campus energy, I stumbled across a small shady area which, perhaps, was subconsciously serenading and drawing me hither. I sat there, in a sort of trance, somewhat of an unexpected peace and solitude. With morning sunshine and a cool breeze, I sat, reading Into the Wild. The most inspiring story I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.Two years he walks the earth.No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, 'cause "the West is the best." And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.— Alexander SupertrampMay 1992have a lovely night,yours, abby

Seriously reuniting with my old self! With a few minor changes in detail.