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Sunday, August 25th, 2013
9:07 pm - Hi Livejournal
Just saying hello and how grateful I am to this server for maintaining itself and letting me keep my life-long account I promise I will subscribe again when my money is right. I love you!!!

(the moment)

Thursday, November 18th, 2010
1:37 am

(1 savored | the moment)

Wednesday, July 21st, 2010
12:49 am
Your rattles wear me deep and thin
Your heart still I can feel within
Your shoulders tan as ever been...
Your smile wide as earth does spin

That body in the afternoon
You wrapped your arms around me spoon
And sure as I have ever been,
ten years have passed since it's happened

And now you're gone into the wind
Someone I loved as deep as friends
Someone I loved so much, I let in,
And you let me in...

Circles pass and your memory surrounds me
I block it out and my heart just pounds
Someday I will do without you...

Someday I will do without...

(the moment)

Friday, April 23rd, 2010
5:29 pm
The beautiful lake,
with soft bark trees still standing
though they are dead
the water, so still around them

my mother, sleeping,
her family waiting carefully

nature carefully anticipates itself
while mother heals

broken branches shadow still brooks
and trees break more towards the tall highway...
Rockier becomes the landslide, the closer to Worcester I get.

at the station, the forest reveals the clouds again
Mother, i'll hold every moment here for you.

(the moment)

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009
8:36 pm
Thoughts of the night:

Never underestimate OR overestimate how much someone is paying attention to your actions

mouse poem

(the moment)

Monday, June 15th, 2009
3:17 am
One of my favorite things about livejournal is signing in while bored and seeing where I was on the exact date x number of years prior. sometimes it's hard remembering by entry.

(1 savored | the moment)

Saturday, July 19th, 2008
7:01 pm -
quiet into bed he stays
Crept breath waves upon my skin
murmur within, and turn
sleepy kiss, then burn
                                   so hot into rays
                                   Outwardly they stray
                                   lightening up the night into day

lay we, a tired keep,
 Hand against back
 souls against black
 he against me
and soughing to sleep
on this warm, challis night,
                       So dark above

(the moment)

Tuesday, May 6th, 2008
1:11 am - personal
after being lost for months, i found my camera today

(the moment)

Saturday, April 26th, 2008
3:21 pm
I feel sick to my stomach. It has nothing to do with the polygamist compound discovered in Texas. It has nothing to do with the fact that these people feel it's not only alright - but NECESSARY to expand their families to the double and even triple digits. It has nothing to do with the idea that a young teenage girl should be expected to have children by a man old enough to be her grandfather in their community. No, to me all of these things are completely wrong. I don't even have to blink to know this in my heart.

It's not the fact that women are born into this community and brainwashed into believing this is the correct way of life based on a religion. I'm not sick to the fact that young boys are shunned because they are viewed as competition to the older males. I'm not sick because these people live in homes with 40, 50, 100 other family members, and their fathers can't even remember which child is which or who's mother they were born by because he has so many. I'm not sick about the ignorance of these groups by Utah and Arizona.

What's making me feel awful - literally awful - is going to research about the raid on this particular group in Texas; and seeing the hundreds of comments made in defense of this group. It makes me absolutely sick.

It opens my awareness to the ignorance of people who live in our amazing nation with the most developed legal system in the world; judging the acts of Texas state officials for what they have done. Inciting they should have left them alone...to me, how is there even an argument? These people are living in the United States of America. Polygamy is illegal. Statutory rape is illegal. Physical abuse is illegal. How do you defend these people's right to flourish and grow in our country?

It simply makes me remember how much of our country is uneducated and biased; and how they still have a say in how we develop as a nation. To study a simple news article and see the responses in their defense; it simply makes me sick.

Sorry, but i needed to rant about this. I only hope these members of our nation are opressed eventuallym and will see the light of our world and what it could become. We have a grand future ahead of us, yet they spend their time defending idiots.

examples of these posts are hereCollapse )

(the moment)

Thursday, April 17th, 2008
8:37 am - deleting old stuff off my phone
but first i thought i'd show you

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Thursday, April 10th, 2008
9:31 pm - silly fan vid...
that means so much!
wow, the bridge...
careful with the bass tones here

(the moment)

Friday, March 28th, 2008
8:28 am - copy paste - Unexpected hanging paradox
A judge tells a condemned prisoner that he will be hanged at noon on one day in the following week but that the execution will be a surprise to the prisoner. He will not know the day of the hanging until the executioner knocks on his cell door at noon that day.
Having reflected on his sentence, the prisoner draws the conclusion that he will escape from the hanging. His reasoning is in several parts. He begins by concluding that if the hanging were on Friday then it would not be a surprise, since he would know by Thursday night that he was to be hanged the following day, as it would be the only day left. Since the judge's sentence stipulated that the hanging would be a surprise to him, he concludes it cannot occur on Friday.
He then reasons that the hanging cannot be on Thursday either, because that day would also not be a surprise. On Wednesday night he would know that, with two days left (one of which he already knows cannot be execution day), the hanging should be expected on the following day.
By similar reasoning he concludes that the hanging can also not occur on Wednesday, Tuesday or Monday. Joyfully he retires to his cell confident that the hanging will not occur at all.
The next week, the executioner knocks on the prisoner's door at noon on Wednesday — an utter surprise to him. Everything the judge said has come true.

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Monday, March 17th, 2008
6:26 am
i feel as though we are nearing the end

what a naive thought

(1 savored | the moment)

Tuesday, March 11th, 2008
6:30 am
sweet potato is my new favorite song

(the moment)

Tuesday, February 26th, 2008
11:03 am - for dan
Follow me into joyful abundance.

This way we'll be safe from harm.

No one will come with us.

It will be our only light.

Through these eyes we can see the world below and through

Our echoes breeze and push the clouds.

I'll follow you into.

Where we whisper that an entropy has passed.

And cautiously I'll tilt my head into your chest.

Let sleep betray us once again, dividing us with dreams.

Your beautiful soul outlining all I see.

Follow me into joyful abundance.

We'll coast the tops of the trees

We'll find everything we ever wanted.

Our eyes are keen and bright from love.

(the moment)

Thursday, February 14th, 2008
2:31 pm
i love him.

(the moment)

Thursday, February 7th, 2008
7:13 pm
i'm having it. the period where you look within your mind's reflection and want to lose it all. not life, but material things; clothes, water, bread; and emotion. i've always wanted to meditate but i am not disciplined enough to reach this concourse myself. seriously considering leaving the country to attend a monastery. see you.

(2 savored | the moment)

Sunday, January 20th, 2008
11:51 am
Last night was a trip. Every 5 minutes at Moose's someone would yell "Scotttttyyy!!!" and then everyone in the house would scream his name. Total drunkeness. I could feel him there. He walked by me at the funeral and then at the party he was being sneaky and playing tricks and listening to private conversations. People were getting naked. I love his girlfriend, i didn't know her before but she came to the party way later on in the night.

I thought it would feel better today after the closure of the funeral and seeing his mom and brothers and sister and partying at the old spot, but to tell you the truth I'm starting to feel worse. Right now i hate being alone with my thoughts. Oh Scotty, where are you, you're the only person i can talk to about this stuff

(3 savored | the moment)

Tuesday, January 15th, 2008
12:44 pm - hmmm
Prophetic Dreams

"Prophetic dreams, also referred to as precognitive or psychic dreams, are dreams that seemingly foretell the future. One rational theory to explain this phenomenon is that our dreaming mind is able to piece together bits of information and observation that we normally overlook or that we do not seriously consider. In other words, our unconscious mind knows what is coming before we consciously piece together the same information."

(1 savored | the moment)

5:27 am
i love you

(the moment)

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