It Was the Dead Who Groaned Within

stars_wordpressWhy is it that so many people must have someone with them at all times? Why can’t time spent alone be equally satisfying to people as much as having a buddy around to do nonsensical things? Also having one relationship after another and never having time to be independent, the time to say “hey yeah this is me and I am not a reflection of my partner. I have my own mind and physical body with an ever flowing amount of energy in which I can create by myself“!

What about the constant numbing of the mind with drugs and alcohol?

The fear of being alone has spread to so many people and I fear that more times than not, they use all of the above as crutches–They don’t want to see what is really going on in their lives. Do people not want to accept their actions? So they have to be occupied at all times with chit chat that is only air blowing in the wind or occupying the mind under chemical influence. So is there a permanent hiatus of consciousness in society? Is the mere thought of sitting with one’s own thoughts, that terrifying? Can you not entertain yourself without the help of another or something?

From the wise words from my spiritual teacher, Swami Chetanananda, “Will you be the hero of your own life”?

Determination

 

University of Houston ASL Interpreting

I came across someone yesterday that put me down for how long I’ve been in school with no degree to show. I further explained how I plan to obtain my degree in ASL interpreting and it will take me another few years, but he still judged… I actually let this person get to me and I started feeling down about myself. A talk with my mum changed that feeling of dejection. In her words she said, “why should you care what others think about you? You’re going to be successful and happy with your career in the end. Forget everyone else”!

— So I apply to the UH ASLI program that is highly competitive in the spring and I start my first interpreting class in just two weeks.

Mixed feelings of happiness and angst are creeping up on me.

Cover your eyes

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Peace Rose

Thoughts of humanity stir inside of me.

‘Perception’
Let’s spell it out.

I dare say is the sword that slays others.

Profanity- ever produced by ill thoughts.

‘Ego’

Let’s spell it out.

I am this, I am not that.
I surpass thee.
It has been decided.

Who are you?

I am the warrior inside that holds the light
that is tender,
and is never invasive.

What do you see?
I see everything.

How do you see it?
I see it as a a mirage of a filtered mass.

Each lens is catered to the individual’s experience.
Do you see it my way?

Meet me in the middle and gain a perspective,
that only we can secure through understanding and a listening ear.

C o v e r    y o u r    e y e s .

Listen and feel.

Daily Prompt: It’s a Text, Text, Text, Text World

Daily Prompt: It’s a Text, Text, Text, Text World.                     

When speaking to people via text and or online, I for the most part speak in complete sentences and do not abbreviate words. I’m often quite nice and acknowledge one’s thoughts and feelings in the conversation and provide my feedback. If you are a very close friend of mine or family member, then that is a different story. You will most likely receive vulgar, silly, and characteristic bursts of my inordinate sense of humor. Nevertheless, I’ll also incorporate the general texting/messaging etiquette, just with a little kick.
                      Through my own eyes, I see myself being the same way being in person. If I don’t know you, I am more than likely going to be that one girl who looks like she’s in deep contemplation while being by herself with a cup of hot tea in her hand. If you know me, I’m going to be more than likely the loudest one in the room while wearing a cheshire grin. Be it that it may be like this for others, why don’t you give it a thought? Who are you on the internet or through texting?
                      Let me also add, while the internet world is rather different from the world we interact with on a physical daily basis; I think it is up to the individual to convey to others who and what kind of person they are outside of the internet and texting. Some may be confident between the invisible but yet so thick film of ethernet and telephone tower connections we hold so dearly in 2013. Others may bring that bravado into the physical world. Are you strictly masked by 0101010 or are you a physical interaction type ? Food for thought.

Curtains

“Blue as the sky, my heart pumps anxious beats of alkaline.
Furrowed brow, hardened eyes, tapping of the fingers.

I stand adjacent to the wealth of the future.

Right hand out, reaching, grasping at the sunlight.

I look at the structure of my fingers

and all the haphazard lines intertwining all on my palm.

“How many times have I done this?”

Quickly, I look up in astonishment and no longer shaken.

These eyes wander in a half circle then quickly shut.

Wind gracefully licks my skin.

Both arms out; wide as a bear.

Willow tree grounded; legs planted.

Flowers blooming in my chest, a fire was lit

and the curtains opened. ” – Dominique Chantel Blaske