pumpkineater

I take a minute each day to catch my breath and look around. I ask myself that question constantly.

Nearly every day, the answer is "yes.. it is." Things may not necessarily be the way that I want them to be.. but the world isn't my decision to make. What is just is.. and I'm content to observe it.

If things were perfect, I wonder if I'd still have any reason to think at all. If the world was beautiful, what would I paint a picture of.. or what would I hope for? I don't rightly know.. and it seems so sad to me to think of living without a hope.

So I always decide that things could be worse. I know they're bad for some people.. and I have my share of downers.. but on the whole, I have to be happy.


Fleetwood Mac songs always have good words.. even in simplicity.

Hey! I looked it up - it's "Goddess of 67". The face (my face of the little blue face? I'll pretendyou mean the little blue bugger) - I was just sick of my old journal. Unispired by either of the muses, I just left it at that.

Do you think that perhaps the very urgency of which you speak also drives this consummer society? I mean, realising the value of time, and of life, comes at the price of uncertainty... And at the pan of facing ones dissatisfactions. I think that sadly, to many, fear of this unknown creates the comfort in the whole wal-mart thing.

new orleans is kind of a love/hate kind of city. i've found that people living here either love it or hate it, or more commonly, waver between the two. i mean, it's known for mardi gras, the world's biggest free party, so is an attraction for lots of drunken revelers. but it's also appeals to folks drawn to darker, supernatural type stuff, so you get that element, too. all that history makes it feel kind of european in a way, but it's also one of those beautiful decaying places, like venice. and the modern system is one of the most incompetant and crooked in the country, in my opinion, with not much being done to change it. and no one cares- it really is the city that care forgot. so there's an air of stagnance and immobilty, and it's contagious. like i said... i love it and hate it. but i think i need a new perspective.

Actually, I just thought that I loved one more than the other...otherwise, I would have never broken it up.
Guys suck. I hate it.

how is everything working out? did you get your car back? feeling ok?

i haven't been on aim in a while. i'll try to get on soon.

first, thanks for the b.day wishes. and yes, epiphanies are good. better than stumbling in the dark..

i hope you're doing well. missing someone can be the worst ...

Mm. Sad.

But true. Thank you for the love. ♥

XOXO
~Ro

One must be a wise reader to quote wisely and well. ~Amos Bronson Alcott

Its in the "girls only" thread...that is why I said "girls"...
Did not want to waste your time...
It WOULD be nice to have a guys opinion, but i'd have to e-mail it to you...
I have to get some studying done here online, but when I'm done, if I have enough time before class, I'll just e-mail you...sound good?

i do love coffee. shamelessly.

you post good stuff. no smarmy lyrics - but real, thought provoking bits.

I just think it's sad that I'm only finding out about it now. I'll have to make the best of it before I leave.

thanks for understanding

i have NOT been to walmart in ford city - it this like the one in cicero i've heard about? my friend from beirut calls the latter "hell!" ... take that for what it's worth.

i dont know my medieval philosophy at all ... but augustine always seemed cool as hell. he seemed to have some sense of irony - the whole make me holy, but not yet jig. i like that.

I don't think you're a kook. My dead uncle comes to me in my dreams, too.

being cosmopolitan is so much better than not.

putting stock in your dreams is the way to go. even if it doesn't turn out quite rights ... it's more interesting than just going along.