One Last Time

What do you do when the one thing you treasure most feels like it's slipping away like water through your fingers?
You want to hold on, but the forces are against you?

How do you stop the pulsing pain each time you take a breath?

And when I'm Sorry can't unbreak the heart?






Paternal Betrayl

I have a father, sad to say, who thinks that by never being there in my childhood and then abandoning my brother and I to start another family is his definition of being a good father.
He shamelessly believes that his good for nothing home wrecker companion is in the right to threaten his own daughter with matters that are family ties. She is nothing but a foreigner - intrusive - in the most polite terms and she feels that she is noble enough to speak up about my relationship with my father because it is negatively affecting her mood.
I have a warning for any fathers out there that feel that neglect and lack of attention for your children will be rewarded by respect from them when they grow up. You are wrong. If you never gave them a reason to respect you and look up to you, they will not.
And a warning to those selfish, me-first attitude people out there who think you can take whatever you want and not suffer the consequences. Breaking up another's family is not something to be prideful of - you have done nothing but destroyed your own damned integrity.
My anger spews out towards all those conceited individuals out there that take no responsibility for their own actions and feel that they deserve a pat on their back for doing nothing to better this world.
SHAME ON YOU!

Today - that is my rant.
Tomorrow - I will tell you what I learnt about the Automotive Industry

Hello Teacher, Tell Me What's My Lesson

I've realized that when your world is crumbling there are always two kinds of people in your closest vicinity: The ones that try and help hold the walls up and the ones that push the walls down to crash on you harder. The ones that try and help hold you and pull you out of the rubble, does not point a finger at you as to why your world is crumbling and why you are so weak beneath the rubbles. The other, well if they are piling the bricks on top of you, I think that it is obvious what they are and are not doing.

Is it fair to judge the homeless man begging for his next dollar when you have no idea his circumstances and why he is where he is? Would it help him to be criticized if all he needs to survive is one more meal? The world has enough cynicism, hypocrisy and hate and definitely not enough of empathy, understanding and love.

Looking on a smaller scale, often times in each of our lives, the people you cherish most are the first to point, stare and laugh. It is an irony because these same people willingly reach out their hand to strangers. Is it really only because you love them that you dare to hurt them? Has society twisted our minds so badly that we believe that those dearest to us deserve the least respect, least empathy, least understanding and worst yet should be taken for granted most often?

We are where we are in life because of our circumstances and because of our choices. Often in retrospect we realize we've made mistakes, but it is never wise to project our errors on others and make them the scapegoat for our own imperfections.

A man once said: you are free to judge me if you yourself are without fault. Until you remove the speck from your eye, do not be so arrogant to believe you can help others in removing theirs.
~Take THAT with a grain of salt

Hollywood Moment

The music slowed
The crowd stood still
And for a moment the stars aligned into perfection
Two hearts skipped a beat
An instant connection was made

It doesn't just happen in Hollywood girls!

Last Night's Demon Chasing Me

Open wide, demon face
Down the rabbit hole esophagus
Into a fiery burning hell
That Echos
Magnetic pulls, delusions
Very convincing to follow
Not today, not tomorrow
Cannot drown my sorrows
Cannot steal my soul

Artistically Speaking

I started a project of very great artistic proportion.
However, my computer is in surgery and I can't track it's progress.
And...
I lost a paint brush in my room which cost me $57.49 to purchase...
In looking for it, I found:
  • a sock
  • a cordless phone
  • my favorite pencil (lost about a year ago)
  • numerous hair ties
  • a puzzle
  • The book "choke" - always wondered where that went
  • an expired yogurt (fortunately unopened)

More of an Effort

The newest dilemma is this:
Should I put more of an effort into being nicer to stupid people
or
Should I put more of an effort into ignoring and not condoning their behaviors?

I ask this only because Einstein pointed out to me that supidness is limitless... which would mean my efforts would have to be limitless for those who wish to be perpetually... well... stupid.
But then that would mean I lack drive to excel if I don't try - or maybe that's just a stupid thought.
HA.
Irony capitalized.
This is what happens on a Friday afternoon when I'm thinking about indulging my semi-alcoholic behaviors.
OK. That's an exaggeration... not the indulging part though.