Monday, May 22, 2006





















Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

-- William Shakespeare

Friday, May 19, 2006

My Story, My Storm...My Cave

















"My story starts at sea… a perilous voyage to an unknown land… a shipwreck, the wild waters roar and heave…the brave vessel is dashed all to pieces, and all the helpless souls within her drowned… all save one … a lady whose soul is greater than the ocean … and her spirit stronger than the sea's embrace … not for her watery end...

but a new life beginning on a stranger shore. "

--Shakespere in Love

Thursday, May 18, 2006



Waiting for insight

Wednesday, May 17, 2006


Maybe it's intuition
But some things you just don't question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
and there it goes
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than
a little crazy but I believe...

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

There's just no rhyme or reason
only this sense of completion
and in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I found my way home
I know that it might sound more than
a little crazy but I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I found you

Sunday, May 14, 2006

This Used to Be My Playground









so i graduated with my masters in journalism/mass communications today.
i look like i'm graduating from high school.
i'm wearing that sash because that's what cool grad students wear to show that they're special.
the above picture is me with my class...of fellow journalism grad students.

like most things in life...this too is bittersweet...


This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say
Don’t look back
Keep your head held high
Don’t ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You’re feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don’t hold on to the past
Well that’s too much to ask
Live and learn
Well the years they flew
And we never knew
We were foolish then
We would never tire
And that little fire
Is still alive in me
It will never go away
Can’t say goodbye to yesterday
No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then there’s hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
You’re not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday [the dream]
Those are words
I’ll never say [I’ll never say]
This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me

This used to be our playground
This used to be our great escape
This used to be the place we ran to
This used to be our secret hiding place
This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to

The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

stream of consciousness

why does everyone want answers i don't have answers why doesn't everyone stand on a table or just go home maybe no one really has a home and that's why they look for soap that smells like a memory they forgot to forget or an old school they wish they still knew or friends that bring back the thought of eating pizza in front of a stupid movie but feeling that you belong even if in the end they didn't care for the moment you were there and what is life anyway but a string of fleeting moments somewhere there's a place where we belong, violin, maybe there'll be violin there and maybe i'll play it like tiffany does but then why am i so tired and if i'm so tired why don't i just sleep instead of writing stream of consciousness entries into my blog because the truth is i love the smell of honesty and new lit candles but they remind me of a moment i got stuck in or maybe i'm just not who i used to be and maybe i should just pack it up today it's time to put it in a box. goodnight.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006
















free at last.
free at last.
thank God, almighty,
i'm FREE AT LAST!!

oh my God, i discovered something today, that i can't even begin to explain here. but it set me free. free. FREEEE. i'll just leave it at that!!

The Many Faces of Terrorism

“Killing of people, in any place and with any kind of weapons, including atomic bombs, long-range missiles, biological or chemical weopons, passenger or war planes, carried out by any organization, country or individuals is condemned. ... It makes no difference whether such massacres happen in Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Qana, Sabra, Shatila, Deir Yassin, Bosnia, Kosovo, Iraq or in New York and Washington.”

--Ayatollah Ali Khamene’i, supreme jurist-ruler of Iran

Islamic Republic News Agency, September 16, 2001, http://www.irna.com/en/hphoto/010916000000.ehp.shtml


"If you think about it, the logic that underlies the war on terrorism and the logic that underlies terrorism is exactly the same. Both make ordinary citizens pay for the actions of their government. Al-Qaeda made the people of the United States pay with their lives for the actions of their government in Palestine, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, and Afghanistan. The U.S government has made the people of Afghanistan pay in their thousands for the actions of the Taliban and the people of Iraq pay in their hundreds of thousands for the actions of Saddam Hussein.

The crucial difference is that nobody really elected al-Qaeda, the Taliban, or Saddam Hussein. But the president of the United States was elected (well ... in a manner of speaking). "

--Arundhati Roy

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Making judgements often precludes understanding...entirely.

Withhold the judgement. Go for the understanding.

Friday, May 05, 2006

cleaning up.

Note to self: All that glitters is not gold.



i've walked these streets
a virtual stage, it seemed to me
make-up on their faces
actors took their places
next to me
--Natalie Merchant

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/n/natalie+merchant/break+your+heart_20098267.html


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Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Straw Man

ok so i had this epiphany the other day. i think if i could pinpoint the thing which has always been most important to me, i think i would say it was understanding. like the idea of being truly known and understood by another person was probably one of the most important things to me.

but the other day, here's what i realized: it is very very very seldom that anyone really *knows* another person....and let me explain what i mean. in general, we're all lazy and don't care all that much. so we often look for shortcuts or heuristics, as they're referred to by those who study influence.

so how does this relate to people? people are complex. but were not really interested in taking the time to see all that. it's much easier to label people and see them only as 2 dimentional...maybe even one.

'she's the religious one'. 'he's the mess up.' 'she's the blah blah blah'. when the truth is you don't know didly squat about a single one of them...and you don't really care to either.




"They can't tell me who to be
Cause I'm not what they see.
Yeah, the world is still sleepin
while I keep on dreaming for me.
And their words are just whispers and lies
that I'll never believe."

--Goo Goo Dolls

Monday, May 01, 2006

















You give my heart rest.