The Power of a Hug

I was thinking. Of course, it was about her. We never really hug each other too much.

Well, there comes a time in everybody's life, when everything that could go wrong, goes wrong. Whether it's my family tearing each other apart the day before or nearly losing one of my friends and his incredibly muscular yet not muzzle-wearing dog among other things, I was having one of those times up until yesterday. Well, with a simple hug, she remedied it.

The more often you have something, it seems the less you value it. I never realized that till I was on my home in my blue neon light-filled car listening to the Backstreet Boys oddly enough. When I dropped her off, I had a total Ben moment and my OCD kicked in. She started to leave, a little while later, but then came back for a hug. As I said, we don't hug too often, and in my car on my way back I realized that she recognizes the value that even a simple gesture can have on someone.

She knew I needed that hug. I'm glad for it.

I am very dry (wet?)

Today...i realized something. When you are dry, how easy it to get wet? Very very easy, well maybe if your in the middle of the desert it's harder, but I guess I should consider I'm from Detroit arena, surrounded by waters galore...anyways. It's very easy to get wet, even if your not swimming there are tons of other ways to get yourself hideously fantabulously gloriously terribly wet. You can do it on accident or on purpose. Sometimes the water is mud from a blue ford pick up truck that drove by and you got just a little peeved. Maybe not.

BUT! Notice that once you are wet...it is SOOOOO much harder to get yourself dry than it was to get wet. Aquaman must have a HUGE problem with this. And ya know, I related this to good and evil as I stood there with mud all over myself. Yeah, for some reason I wear t-shirts when it's thirty or forty degrees outside, but I'm a  Detroiter yo...

I thought I should show you a picture of Aquaman. Notice his hair looks fanstastic despite him being in the water. I wish my hair could do that. Really, I bet he uses that good stuff from Australia. It smells awesome. I just need to get myself some of that.

I've gotta ground me own self here........

The term 'good' is used too vaguely these days in the language I know that is called English (I"m trying to learn Spanish and Finnish). Well, in this context good means more of a 'morally and ethically straight'. many people deviate from this path. MANY PEOPLE. Even me. And once you start trudging your wet little feet off the concrete and onto the broken road, it gets a lot harder to get dry. Especially when you think you know a shortcut, but it instead gets you stuck in mud.

The only way to become good or dry, is through repentance, which can be likened to a towel. The towel wipes away all the badness and the evil and mud, but you really need a shower to really get rid of the crud from vehind your earlobes. Haha, I said 'vehind' on accident instead of 'behind'. Haha, I put little quote marks around the word behind. Heeeheee! Errrrr and once you get clean, you can, once again, feel great and look great. You'll still have that image of the trucker forever emblazoned in your mind, (I think we truly don't ever forget anything - we just choose not to remember it or don't understand our own mind well enough or some hullaballoo like that) but you'll still feel fantastic.

EDIT: OH! Oh! And the shower could be the sacrament, which is relaly repentance - BOOM! Double whammy hit right on my own chest WAZZZUUPPP!

Solid Rocks

Those solid pieces of rock that you have in your life are sometimes not as solid as you think. One day, they appear perfectly fine, but all of a sudden, it's dropped and shatters like a piece of glass. You think 'This isn't supposed to happen!'. Normally, this isn't a problem. You just get back up and try to fix it. But, on occasion these 'rocks' are part of our foundation, and we see this 'rock' as something so successful, it never can fail. And when it does...we dunno what to do. Most cases, you never figure out what went wrong as you go through life. And you always wonder: How did that rock shatter?

This is God's thumb, where Zero and Stanley find water and reverse the curse.

What I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't depend on a few 'rocks' totally, cause when one of those rocks shatters, then the aftermath of the shatter is going to hit you a little harder than you ever think it can.

Hmm..that was more of an itchy feeling.

New Beginnings

You fail. Obama fails. Bush fails. Government fails. People fail. Computers fail. Movies fail. Candy fails when it expires. Heck, even I fail. EVERYONE FAILS.
Haha, I was thinking about all the songs like 'teach me how to jerk, jimmer dougie' or change first few depending on the dance your doing. For some reason I thought of those songs along with the title. I wish I could jimmer and set a new record. I could!...If I wanted to spend an INSANE amount of time on that...which I won't...anyways...back to the topic at hand nooo err on hand...

But here's the thing..it's only failure if you don't stand back up! Straighten up little soldier! It's not the end! There's no such thing as an 'ending'. Nothing ends. Absolutely nothing. Even our laws of physics and newtonianess say so because matter 'cannot be created or destroyed'. There's the physical level. On a real level though? That's even easier for me to answer!

 I just hadn't finished my sentence...there are only new beginnings. You heard me right. Your children are leaving you to go to college? It's a new beginning, you have to get used to live without them. It's all about perspective. Taking this vantage point nothing ever ends. Even when we die, we just go into the next realm or dimension whether you believe in heaven or some other than that.

let it slip

Look. If you had one shot,  or one opportunity, to seize everything you ever wanted, in one moment. Would you capture it, or let it slip?
- Eminem

Yeah. I've literally had a thousand opportunities, yet I never took the shot. Why? I don't freaking know. Maybe it goes back to my childhood, or maybe it's some psychological issue, or maybe I'm just a bit shy.  I don't know. I haven't mustered up the courage. It's been dang near a year since I last asked. Her.

But right now, I've decided I'm not gonna care about the past. I'm gonna be here. Screw what I think other people will think if I ask her. There's not a dang thing to be afraid of. Next opportunity? I'm not gonna take it, I'm making my own opportunity, and I'm gonna seize the moment, and give it all I got. That's it for today.




Reflecting back on this post:

I think you should know Eminem, I love you. If I didn't say so in a different post, I made my own oppurtunity and handled it awesomely eventually. I only failed once after the writing of this original post. In that awesome way, because your music has helped me so much throughout the last few years in ways you would never know. Also, I gotta give my man David Strauss, aka D Allie of United States of Mind a SHOUTOUT!!!

If you ever happen to read this, I got a 28!!!!!

Well, you apparently can't delete blog posts...

Alright, so I posted this, and I keep kept messing up. I then tried to delete it...but I can't delete a blog post. There is so much I probably won't learn about blogging. Rather, there is so much information I will learn about blogging and choose to forget within ten minutes of learning it. Sorry! To all of you avid bloggers, I'm not out to be perfect, just to touch peoples hearts and emotions and maybe be entertainment, truth is, I'm not sure about my motivation of blogging. I think I've touched on most of my motivation though :)

OMGOSH! I said 'truth is' didn't I...dang you Facebook! (I still love Facebook)

Best car EVAR!

Anyways, since I was originally going to delete this post, I;m going to talk about the next word that comes to my mind. Kidnapping. I don't mean napping a kid, by putting them in their crib or bed, or if you were me when I was young, me falling asleep on the oven, in the oven, on a chair, on a table, on the stairs, standing up, leaning against the wall...I fell asleep everywhere.
I'll call them Nap Attacks in respect to Garfield the cat (ya know, the comic). I am really talking about when someone steals someone else. Just terrible. I understand why many people are kidnapped - for money - like in most movies - but what I do not understand is when some random adult is kidnapped - and their body is found in a meat tenderizer or something. Alright, the correct word was freezer, not tenderizer. Aren't tenderizers like the size of a human hand? I'm not really sure. Now I'm thinking about the T.V. show Dexter...

Dexter uses his fondness for kidnapping, murder, extortion, torture, mutilation, and all those other

words for 'a good cause'. I dunno what to think of it. Odd show. Essentially 'he kills killers'.

Okay, so my thing is with those people that just kidnap people. They don't send a ransom note or anything - they just kidnap 'em. I mean...WHY!? Is it just for the thrill of kidnapping a live human being? I don't understand it.
FYI, I don't like those that kidnap people for money either - the only kidnapping I approve of was in National Treasure 2 (yeah, I'm bringing that movie up, and looking forward to the threequell), when Nicolas Cage kidnapped the president - I mean, when they got separated from the Secret Service agents.
Haha, I've humoured myself enough. If I wasn't trying to lose weight and gain muscle, I would be eating some Goodhumour icecream right now...

You

I'm  gonna start to get all touchey-feeley here, something I probably do quite often. One of the sayings that Jesus taught (now referred to in elementary schools as The Golden Rule) was to 'Do unto others as you would have others do unto you'. Many people practice that. Of course, many people don't.

The thing, many people in both groups forget what I believe to be the key to that equation...the most important part of that equation. Do unto yourself what you would want others to do upon you and themselves. If you can't treat yourself well and properly, then why should you expect other people to treat you any better?

Puzzle Pieces

I've had a realization today. Everything fits together. It meshes to be a part of something bigger, although most of the time we don't know what it is we are a part of. But it all works. Like a puzzle.
For example, I tend to be impulsive quite a lot of the time, I've even noticed that recently with uh, stuff. Well anyways, I think of those really uptight people who just can't let go, they can't let loose so to say, and I just think why can't they? But without those types of people, nothing would be as it is. I noticed that these people make the world go round. Though of course, I still think they should loosen up at least once in a while...
These people are in their 'comfort zone', my comfort zone isn't really a zone as I'm not embarrassed by much, if anything.
But it comes down to, every quarrel, fight, good or bad, happens for some reason. What that reason really is is up to you. But there should always be a balance7.
Hope that made sense. If not, I know for a fact that last sentence with a seven after it does.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=01-2pNCZiNk



Just a quick thing to end on: I've always thought that war brings things out of balance...

...and I just watched Rush Hour AGAIN and am loving this song!!!! I just can't resist doing their little dance xD

Click - not the movie...but with yo' peeps

Have you ever met one of those people with whom you just click with immediately? I've met a few of them. Well, I was thinking that possibly these are people we knew in our last life, our pre-mortal life, meaning the one before God sent us to Earth. One of the funny things about these people is, no matter what they are doing, they can warm your heart. Sometimes just the mere thought of them does it for some inexplicable reason.

Well, I'm off to finish designing a bridge made out of Bass and Balsa wood xD

Summertime's End

This dude is amazing. His lyrics are fantastic xD! That was the dealbreaker for me! I highly recommend for everyone AT THE LEAST, listen to this particular song. My favorite :)

Summertime's End - Before and After

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VofkSfaR-24

Follow this link, and you can even download this song LEGALLY for free!

http://summertimesend.com/track/before-and-after-demo

             

Hit up the following link to buy his songs on iTunes:

http://search.itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZContentLink.woa/wa/link?path=summertimesend

To receive a signed CD, hit up this link:

http://summertimesend.com/album/with-love-from-where-youre-not

Rule Of Three

THO...I thought I'd make a blog. I'll re-use the phrase 'no rhyme no reason'. Tengo Tower Madness to thank for that. Possibly some old movie I saw a few years ago on Bad Movie Night FYI 'The Night Santa Clause Conquered The Martians'? Terribly great!

Thought I'd record thoughts, feelings, whatever's on my mind, epiphanies, any new songs released by Curt Smith or Paramore or any of those other groups or people I love. I might even post a picture. Imagine that. No, not the picture. The movie with Eddie Murphy in it. Get yo head in the game like Zak Attack Efron.

Alright, soooooo the past few days I have been thinking about this. Quite a bit. It's about places we go, people we meet, and everything in-between. No scientific proof of course. I believe there's a special place in our brain that is solely dedicated to people and places, except here's the Catch Phrase errr Catch 22. We mostly only remember snippets of each one. I'd like to call it echo memory :)

Catch 22, where I believe the saying came from...

This is also why I believe in the Rule of Three: If you want to become better friends, extend a relationship, or whatever you need :p, you should preferably have three separate places to be with them or her or him, preferably all in the same day.  It would give you more ground to relate to each other with.

Cheers! I am off to watch a completely random episode off of my Scrubs DVD's with mi padre xD