That reminds me of the time I ran for Emperor and had all my enemies murdered…
That reminds me of the time I ran for Emperor and had all my enemies murdered…
There are three types of movies that I try to avoid watching. I dislike movies in which torture is highlighted, movies about slavery or people being forced against their will, and movies about Jesus and especially about the crucifixion. I have never watched “The Passion”, I made it twenty minutes into 12 Years a Slave, and I dislike watching films like Hostel (even though I saw it). Allow me to explain my distaste for these different categories.
I refuse to watch movies about Christ and “overly dramatized” pieces on what his final days were like. I have never seen the popular movie “The Passion” and I see very little purpose in the making of these films. I highly doubt they were intended to “spread the word” and were instead used for shock and awe affect. I hate when people create something just to do it, with no personal attachment whatsoever to the subject. That to me just reeks of desperation for attention. Further, what else needs to be shown about the crucifixion? Why do people keep making these stupid movies? Conversions… please don’t make me laugh.
I made it 20 minutes into 12 Years a Slave. I found the first 20 or so minutes to be average quality and the reason I cut off the movie was due to the torture scene when he gets drugged and captured. Now some people might say “well you should force yourself to watch it. The very fact you turned away lets you know how important seeing this movie is!” Um… excuse me? How is my discomfort by the subject indicative of any hidden guilt or need for personal growth? I never owned slaves and slavery was an evilness that consumed the whole world, not just America. It still goes on to this day. While I understand the need to study and understand the past, I am not sure what purpose films like this serve. If anything I see the potential for greater anger from both whites and blacks from simply observing the story. That probably depends on where you watch this movie, but I imagine watching a movie on Korean comfort women taken by Japan during World War II. If half the theater were Japanese and the other half Korean would that not be a recipe for violence? What is the difference from these movies? For those saying “well OM you are being unfair” I challenge you to read some of the posts and articles by blacks and whites that did NOT like the movie. They are far more aggressive in their words.
I don’t like torture scenes. It makes me feel uncomfortable and queasy. My greatest fear is to be held against my will and tortured, or to have this done to my loved ones. That is part of the reason I refuse to travel to Mexico, I don’t intend to be the next tourist wearing a tire. There are crazy people in this world and some talented ones as well. The talented humans made these movies… I suppose. The crazy people would be the “John” next to you laughing his ass off while a girl is cut up graphically on a large screen. Think that guy isn’t just a little bit off?
I recently read an article about a small town in Florida where the law enforcement basically ran the town. Does it worry you to drive through remote or rural areas because of the chance that you might be unfairly treated by some random, small town police officer? Do you get this feeling in your country?
Don’t hate me because I am beautiful. So beautiful. I think I might even make you a little uglier. Now don’t get upset. I said uglier, not that you are ugly… just not as pretty as me. I am so pretty.
True to my word I will continue to provide much needed advice to the world in regards to women, relationships, and women. I put women twice on purpose because I am such an expert. Here are some random pieces of advice for those that care to improve their current social connections.
I place every friend on a “gift scale.” The size of the gift, or if a gift is even a real present, is based on the value of the friend. The easiest method is the “birthday gift test” which places a friendship value on each person. Are they worth a gift? Maybe a phone call instead???
Never make eye contact with your friend’s girlfriend. Women are always attracted to “the friend” for some odd reason. The last thing you want is some Shakespearian tragedy over a woman because in case you missed it most of the men die in those stories!
If you are ever sleeping upstairs with your girlfriend and you hear a loud BANG downstairs… send her to investigate. It was probably the cat you don’t own… Everyone should have an equal opportunity to be a hero right?
Have you ever been stuck wondering if a girl likes you? Hit on her friend and see if her facial expression changes. Women have really bad poker faces.
It is often difficult to know who should pay on a first date. Do we go Dutch or do I pay for the first meal? I have come up with a way to solve this! To ensure that it is very clear the date is “Dutch” eat exactly half your food and drink half of your drink only! You might even want to draw a line on your plate. Sure this might seem like a waste of food, but isn’t it worth a little waste to set some nice boundary lines? Sometimes I spell D-U-T-C-H with my peas.
Never visit your girlfriend’s parents house the first time she asks you to. It is a trap! Instead, I like to show up unexpectedly to allow myself more freedom. Of course it does suck when you “unexpectedly” walk in on your girlfriend with her “other” boyfriend…
Breaking up is hard. I suggest paying a singing telegram to deliver the message. Who could possibly be mad at that??? Be sure and let him know she will tip.
For the daily opinion I will open the floor to blogging questions. If anyone has one for me go ahead and ask. If it is an answer found on WordPress forum I will direct you there though.
Note: I will also accept relationship questions because I give such great dating and marriage advice.
Note II: I remove myself from any liability for advice followed…
I control my view count. Do you? I spend absolutely no time “sitting around waiting” for bloggers to come visit my website. I don’t stop and contemplate how many reads a certain article will get before pressing publish. That doesn’t mean I don’t care about the publicity of my website because I do care about the popularity of what I am building. The reason why I don’t wait, wish, and hope is because I have learned blogging is an interactive process. That is the easiest way to create interest in yourself and your website, by showing interest first.
I have repeatedly said that I have never been Freshly Pressed and have no need or desire to be. It is true and I hold to that still today. Being Freshly Pressed is a horrible invention because it is like the worst “lottery” win ever! You go from such a “high” of being chosen to feeling like you are inadequate when you are unable to maintain the same view count the following weeks. That is a needless discouragement if you ask me. The most amusing part is being Freshly Pressed does not guarantee a blog’s success. It is NOT equal to going viral and yet so many people equate it to just that.
I physically control when my website is popular by putting in the work to ensure people actually look at my articles when I expect them to. The bane for many good writers and authors is that they recognize their own worth. They then carry over that expectation to WordPress and expect their above par writing to be instantly recognized. It doesn’t work like that and just because you write well doesn’t guarantee that people will follow or browse your stuff. That “higher than thou attitude” is the very thing keeping many bloggers from realizing success. The funny part is they are baffled that no one wants to read “their amazing writing.” Maybe the reason you are being passed over is because you are a single rose in a field of dandelions?
If you want to gain more views set yourself a weekly “interaction” goal. I guarantee you if you stick to that count you will meet other bloggers and begin to receive feedback. Or you can continue to watch the door… I am sure someone is coming soon!
So I was outside smoking this morning and I noticed a squirrel near my grill. Suddenly the squirrel disappeared… I was about to give up smoking forever when I realized that it had actually gone in my grill!
I decided to investigate… with a stick and I hit the grill once. Nothing happened. I gave it another tap and the damn thing shot out the back… I might have screamed a little. Or someone did. I lifted the lid and wallah! A freaking squirrel condo.
War has been declared. We shall take no prisoners! This is yet another reason I don’t like animals.
Like any good General, I won’t actually be fighting this war. For one, these rodents can kill you with a scratch. Haven’t you seen the movies? And two, squirrels are tricky beasts much like birds. One minute you are playing a harmless joke by stealing an egg or a nut and suddenly everyone has a cow!
Have you ever seen someone walk into a tree or a lamp post while texting? Funny as hell, right? What can beat real life slapstick? We may laugh, but if you really think about it, it’s scary.
I possess a unique perspective on the subject of distracted walking because I have a son who is Deaf. Just letting him out to walk down my street, with hardly any traffic, frightens the shit out of me. We have sidewalks on both sides of the street, but I actually feel safer when he’s crossing it. Why? Because he’s looking both ways. We don’t tend to look both ways when passing someone’s driveway – if a car is pulling out we can hear the engine running, as long as we’re not Deaf or deafened by headphones. Parking lots are my worst nightmare and the reason that I now always back in to a spot is that, when going in reverse I can’t be looking in every direction peripherally.
It used to be an issue for the Deaf only, but not anymore. Technology, and particularly noise cancelling headphones, encourage us to deaden one of our most valuable senses. I see teenagers walking with ipods and texting at the same time and I cringe. It’s a recipe for disaster and I believe we need to raise awareness on the subject, just as much as we do on the horror that is distracted driving.
Until the statistics go on an upswing for injuries and deaths related to deafening, media will ignore it. In the meantime, if you know someone who owns noise cancelling headphones, who wears them out in public, remind them to pay attention. It’s something that is taught extensively to the Deaf, and I can’t relate just how seriously the Deaf community takes safety awareness when out walking.
It may be funny to watch someone walk into a tree, but self-inflicted deafening is not something to be taken lightly.
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I figured I would give some quick blogging tips for the weekend, since I am handicapped in trying to overly promote your websites. Here are some easy tips which many of you probably know.
Choose your landing page – You really have three choices for when people click your username. You can have those people directed straight to your blog “front page” which is your first post essentially, an author or bio page, or you can create a landing page with whatever content you want on it. People need to remember the law of clicks when it comes to internet marketing. A viewer is less likely to click a link on your page as they are to simply view the first “glimpse.” What you provide them in that view then matters and that is why it is important to knowingly choose between the three choices. Some want to showcase their work immediately because they write a lot or are an artist and want people to immediately see their artwork. These bloggers normally choose no static page and allow visitors to immediately see the most recent post/actual blog. If your bio or author page is particularly good, however, you may wish to highlight who you are. That is why you would obviously put the author page as the link. You can create your own “page” and place on this whatever you want. It doesn’t have to be an author page. Some people are turned off by bloggers trying to “push products.” You will need to decide what your blog is for. If I were selling a book or eBook that would be on my static landing page. Because that is what you want if you are selling a book, as many eyes on that title as possible even if they look at nothing else right? Check and make sure you have set where people are “directed” when they click your username. This can be done under settings, but first test it by clicking your own username on wordpress.com and see where it takes you.
Templates – I get a lot of emails and many of them aren’t spam inquiring if my template is professionally done. It is NOT! It is a free template, I didn’t buy one, and the only reason it may look professional is because I put the time in to create the widgets, sidebars, custom menu, and I split column. I personally think my blog looks like a hot mess.
Templates should be chosen according to what you are trying to present. Do you write long, eloquent posts and therefore wish to highlight a single article at a time? Then take a template that shows a single post as the front page. That works for you, but many of us write a lot and want to show as much of our work as possible. Remember that the goal is to show as much as you can in a singular view. People also forget that often times the “view” of a website is different on a phone or tablet and should probably look and see what it appears like on those devices. I know what my website looks like on most devices, across most brands because I cared to check. I run a custom menu template, with dual columns, and widgets on the opposing sidebar that show more posts. I also run a widget on both my blogs that showcase the posts recently done on the other blog because I sometimes write solely on one website. I like my template because you get about 10 links in your first view, including four posts. On phones it isn’t as good, but I rely a lot on email click back as well.
Titles – I don’t think titles have to be catchy for blogs, but a blog title should at least relay what the reader is about to read. I don’t think a blog title hurts view count. Unless your blog is titled “I Love the Patriots.” Then your blog just sucks… sucks big dude.
Tagging – Everyone should know by now that if you aren’t tagging your post it isn’t hitting WordPress’s overall reader. It may inadvertently go under the “category tag” you have used, which does serve as a tag by WordPress standards. I suggest using ten tags. If you are serious about getting your posts out to readers, learn the regularly used tags. Those are simple and here are a few examples. Also if you write something highly controversial try publishing it and then adding a ton of bloggers posting under titles that normally “oppose” your outlook. You might be surprised how many views you will get from people you think “will hate” your article.
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Categories – Make use of categories to clearly allow people to find your old work, in the case they actually like the first post they come across. Some people don’t care to dig through your website, but if you clearly show where “poetry” is then they will click that link and give more reads to you.
Menus – These can be placed on the side or at the top, depending on the template. If you are interested in creating multiple links in the menu you want to have a custom menu. You can find the templates that allow “custom menus” by going to advanced options and selecting custom menu to filter out. See next tip about pages and categories.
Many bloggers want to create blogs that have multiple pages with posts in them. There IS a way to create a blog where you can actually choose where you “post” per page. This is a custom blog that you may need to create on wordpress.org. It can’t be done on wordpress.com. The only thing you can do, and remember everything on my website are free WordPress functions, is to create a custom menu that highlights different pages and categories. I have examples on my website. A “page” is just that, a single page of info that people can comment on, but a category link on the custom menu is where posts that are categorized will go. This “appears” to many bloggers like we are posting straight to that page, but it is actually posting to the front page of our blog AND also to that category link. That is where it does serve a purpose to put some time into considering which links you want in your menu.
I’ll post some more later.
You can’t do book promotions for paypal donations because it is against WordPress policy. I won’t be doing it and hopefully the fact I had the post up for 6 hours won’t be held against my website. We will see. I will have my guest posters hold off till things get sorted out. Take care and have a good weekend world.
In the centre of the soul comes forth the vibration.
It leads us into the places and moments we need to be to understand and acknowledge a force that moves through us all.
In between all our thoughts, ideas, habits, dreams, relationship – everything that sculpts us and makes us who we are – there is a web that connects these all to form who we are in that moment.
Who we are in THAT MOMENT is where we will take our queue. It is not a fact that emanates from the mind of a poet, but a nuance, an infinitesimal culmination of small part of a journey to understanding oneself – ones society and the universe in which we drift.
A fleeting momentary perception of all that has come together to form the space we ponder in.
Do these moments happen in seclusion away from the momentum that fills our days?
The spark is somewhere between the inception of life and death – though not of the flesh.
Between images and sounds and tastes, the senses united to form the perception. Coloured by the heart and soul as the spoken language of the native tongue, the subconscious of the conscience combine as droplets together come, into one body to form the clouds that hover over head…
Bursting forth onto the world rain, snow or hail.
The poets of our time – the writers – the artists:
Shape and hold societies destiny.
Shall we bring unity and harmony and vision and insight?
Or will discord be the way of the next generation?
A poem can stand alone in eternity…but when synchronised with the precursors and there-afters in conjunction with poets through the ages and in current times set alongside – a magnificent unfolding of the past, present and future virtues bound in verse…
(so make it fucking good right!)
Be bold – be strong – be courageous – our words and visions will lead the way to not only shape our souls – but the souls of our children.
The society we breed – depends on the messages we put out into the world TODAY.
For if but one – if only one can go on to say ‘These words have given me hope to do what I am led’,
Then may we be the bearers of such messages to drive the course of the history books – for one who hears such hope may just be the one with the power and anointing to knock the cycle of the planet off its axis. We can choose – be it good or bad – the way the world will continue to turn.
Go – be of good and noble character – learn what it is that becometh a man and a woman and maketh of them strong and wise and honoured citizens. GO – say I – The Idiot.
It’s a game of rat and mouse we play
You with the treacherous paw
Curling your finger so enchantingly,
“Come here, come here,”
your breath is sweet like onions
and your teeth gleam
making me wonder what tidbit,
what delicious speck of sugar
you might have for me…
I inch forward, my nose atwitching
for the scent of danger
but you’re good,
you’re so so good
that all I can sense
is your candy-coated grin
and I’m mesmerized
by that tiny finger
hypnotizing me with it’s
I’m so close now I can feel your ratty stinky breath
on my whiskers
your charm could placate a snake
and I relax
I tell you my woes
I turn over my sympathy,
like it was my firstborn
I give you
all of me
all I hold dear
What do you do…?
Your ratty teeth no longer gleam
your onion breath stings my eyes
Your insidious paw
with its needle-sharp claw
that has skewered everything
everything I love
has a hair upon it
It is mine
from where you dug out the flesh
from my sleek mousy back
but what you don’t realize
You will choke on it all
Your blessed rat life
where you’ve gathered so much
will turn to dust
And you, poor withered rat
with my hair
in your throat.
I am not a therapist or a psychologist, but I did get bullied for most of my life during grade school and through high school. It is a tough thing to be Asian and live in the South, even tougher still to grow up in Memphis and to truly understand what it is like to be a minority. I am sure others can relate with different names of cities and different skin colors. It isn’t easy and we are plagued by thoughts that might seem drastic and evil at times. Are we afraid of admitting our thoughts or is it simply taboo to speak about subjects that release inner demons the public feel should be left asleep.
I laugh when I watch the news reporters and their comments on bullying. “I am not sure what is going on in America, this growing society of bullying.” Then you have the pretty reporter, who was most likely a cheerleader and very popular (yes I just generalized) who will say “I just feel sorry those kids felt so alone.” Sure you do. That is why you ignored half the lunch room, you know the “corners” the cool kids didn’t go near. Yes, I am sure you NOW are very concerned about such topics because it is your job.
I was not a total outcast at my schools, nor was I part of the coolest group either. You had to be black to be part of that group, which is understandable. From what I gather in Korean culture it is exactly the same way and maybe even meaner to an outsider. So I don’t begrudge kids for being kids. That doesn’t mean I didn’t hate a lot of them. There is a difference between encountering racism a few times (or once in your whole entire life) or bullying on “the occasion” and receiving it every day. School, random parking lot, anywhere I went in the 1990s I normally had something said. I would ignore it. I was a kid, I had white parents that didn’t really get “the struggle” and that is ok. I don’t hold that against them, how could they? They were white and in the United States that is a +1 mark for you regardless of how low you are on the ladder. I challenge anyone to say otherwise and that stands to this day.
That is cool, this isn’t a post about race actually. I can understand why kids that get bullied go on shooting sprees. The media is so stupid. I will admit the access to weapons is part of it. This does not change the fact that I am a strong supporter of guns rights and by the way the federal government is actively trying to disarm veterans right now. They are claiming they are not sound of mind, because of the wars we are being SENT TO, and now they want to remove their right to bear arms. A right EVERY citizen in America should have. Why? Read the news what do you see? You see murder, war, terrorism, random shootings, revolution, political struggles, and it is everywhere in every country. Fear is what we see, but we also see a world growing more desperate. Desperate enough to kill.
I am sure life for women is very different in regards to the social games we play. I know they can be cruel and mean as shit, I saw my sister go through it. But I don’t know if women are as physically violent as men. On the majority I would say you are not. I would even venture to say that this is why we see more shootings by males. In this case it serves my purpose because I am male and I will show you what that mind can seem like.
I remember well getting bullied in school. Mine wasn’t even that bad, it was almost done on principle and had a chain reaction affect. One person would say a minor racial slur, they normally weren’t horrible, and a guy down the hall would hear it and would also say something. Normally high school hallways were gauntlets for these types of verbal abuse. It wasn’t physical normally, although I do recall often being bumped “by accident.” But I also had friends and generally stayed in the back. My friends were all white and I also had some black friends growing up and to this day. That isn’t relevant really to this, because like I said many of you I am sure went through some form of bullying just with different racial characters in the picture. It is a rough life and I understand and sympathize with you for it.
I wrote a post recently in which I showed a visualization for an internal struggle after murder. Because that is what killing is, you are murdering someone and taking away their right to live. A long time reader asked me if I was being serious about the write and I responded that yes it was a truthful post. I have thought of killing before and it isn’t necessarily something I am proud of. It also isn’t something I am ashamed of nor feel any need to hide. When I was being bullied I was alone in it in that my friends were white and didn’t understand why “I was so bothered by things people were “just” saying.” Yea, they didn’t get that it wears on you. Psychologically it tears at your mental stability after years of it. Let me paint a picture for you of a male childhood ladies. This is only one example, but let us see if any males agree with it.
A boy gets bullied in 6th grade. He has endured words and insults throughout his childhood, so in the 6th grade he punches a kid and gets in a fight. The bullying stops for a month and the kid feels like maybe Chuck Norris was right. Maybe taking action brings a reaction. The next year the bullying starts again. Or we could even change it, the kid is forced to move to a new city and suddenly he isn’t as confident as he was. There is always a “bigger” kid on the playground and unfortunately it never seems to be you. Damn that sucks huh?
So you envision beating those kids up. That is how it starts of course. Anyone that was “bullied” in life and I mean truly set upon that says they never thought about beating that person up or punching them is a fucking liar. Well those fantasies don’t satisfy the appetite for long. It becomes a choice of paths. Fortunately for me I grew up with a father that is a priest and a doctor so there were no weapons in our house. I didn’t get a chance to shoot up a school. This is where I say easy access is a part of it, I will admit that. And I also admit no one goes hunting with an M-16 assault rifle with an AK47, just in case the M-16 jams. They normally do. I am 32 years old, a father of two children, and a husband who understands what these kids are going through, even at my age. Because I still have the memories that are sometimes dreams, but are always memories. I hope anyone that is being bullied can find some type of support or can realize that once you move things can change. But I won’t sit here and gasp in shock and say “how did little Billy do that?” Because little Billy got fed up with taking shit and decided hell didn’t sound so bad.
I am the last person that should preach on self-doubt. I have enough of it to share with the world and then some. Perhaps that is why I should speak on self-doubt because of my own experiences with it. I have finished very few things of meaning in my life. Some of that is due to motivation and attention disorders, but mainly I chalk it up to the fact that I haven’t really involved myself in anything worthy of note. I have experiences as does anyone, but that isn’t necessarily what I am speaking of. How many of you are currently working on something that you will consider an “accomplishment” upon completion?
I don’t struggle with writer’s block, but I do have the same battle as many writers in deciding what to work on. Sometimes I don’t even know what I will type until I press the first key and that to me is the beauty of writing on a blog. The freedom. It is also why I have struggled with just the idea of writing a book. The consistency of hashing out the same topic is really boring to me to be honest. I find even the tedious nature of book writing to be frustrating, annoying, and often times boring. It is not frustrating because I struggle with writing (although it could be debated upon whether I write well or not) because I write every day. I probably type 10,000 words a day just in posts, comments, emails, work emails, personal emails, work projects, coding, and everything else you can think of that I can use as an excuse to hear the tap, tap, tap I so love to listen to. It beats hearing the sound of a human voice on any day of the week and twice on Sunday.
As I pen each word of my current project I have felt great, until yesterday. I ran out of meds and because of that I stopped writing. That is going to be an issue. Without “trees” I can’t see a word three dimensionally. It stays in a boring two dimensional state and no amount of mental concentration will make that fucking word turn. Turn dammit. I refilled today so I will be good for a few days. I will try to press on and take my time with it all.
Sometimes I sit on my ledge of solitude and I observe the chaos that is the world below. Above the atmosphere of stress and human concern I am able to breath. Gone is the demand of response, gone is the doubt of a loving wife, gone is the self-doubt of writing a book, gone is the constant chatter that I love and yet need to separate from, it is all gone up here. Up here there are only words and they are fucking turning.
An odd thing happens here in the virtual world.
It is not considered good conduct to speak of our flaws – but rather to put on an air of graceful — hell I am not sure what really? – ‘togetherness’? or ‘ hmmm – what’s the word now? …RESPONSIBILITY and Superiority…yes – I do believe those ones will do quite nicely thank you.
Isn’t it so easy to think that we can see more than another simply by reading a few things they write about?
It is like saying Stephen King probably tells his children horror stories for bedtime.
A blog for me is a place to express myself – it is not me rewriting history – maybe my future – but not my history. We may seem like we are laying our lives out for everyone to assess. BUT -
THE most depressing and questioning poem will fall out – and I feel nothing. It is called WRITING. Or I could write a love poem and REALLY feel every motion of it – hang on – no wait – I DO that with ALL my writing – but then it’s done (mostly) —- ever see an actor shed tears on stage? Does it move you?
An ‘enlightening post’ can trickle through me, whilst I am frustrated – aggravated or plainly put – bored.
OR I MAY be convicted or even better yet: simply de-cluttering my brain.
Not all blog posts are factual – remember that. They are not always chronological either.
Present AND PAST experiences and emotions – and at times future or unknown feelings – invent, experiment – CREATE a sensation – a feeling to be taken with by the viewer or the reader.
The ‘cross we bear’ to have others BELIEVE every word we say. THAT is what it is about? Surely? Being believable? (You are never going to believe me again right!)
The good and the bad – that’s what life deals us right? You cannot KNOW someone through ONE article hey. I write whatever takes my fancy —- BUT — in all the madness of it – I DO have reasons.
I know that any moment I could end up someone’s rescue or smear campaign.
It is not a diary/memoir.
A blog (for me) is a place to revel in words and to seek and search and delve into the concepts that fill my head. I would be doing it anyway – even if I did not have a blog – but it IS kinda fun sharing in ideas. It helps my writing. Cheers!
Sometimes I write bollocks and then think about it again and write something else to rethink it, or on I place me on the opposite side of the fence: I think ‘aloud’ sometimes AND I also CREATE within that.
Thought processes are interesting to me. They are all different – but -
We DO all breathe the same air.
We all have digestive tracts that give us up-hill from time to time…How do we deal with the discomfort that all the shit brewing around inside of us causes?
We can’t hide away from the world or ourselves – OR our children.
So let them see US dealing with our demons in a way that motivates us to overcome our flaws and not let the ugliness of who we sometimes feel we are – actually make us feel unworthy. Encourage them to see how WE grow.
Let’s face it – WHO feels fabulous all the time about themselves?? I don’t think kids should feel like if they feel bad about themselves that there is somehow something wrong with them – but they do need to be taught how to deal with those feelings and put them in perceptive…humour helps a lot…as much as – good honest conversation….blah blah - this is going on and I am getting bored… so I will finish…
We all do things we wish we had not – we all fall short of the mark and don’t get it right.
We all, always and forever, will see bad things in ourselves and others that we wish were not there… So will others. How we deal with both – Is the test we all must face.
Acknowledging how idiotic we are sometimes – and laughing at it – makes us human. Oh yes – and then learning from it – AND letting our children learn from it. The ultimate pass it forward game.
Stop pretending to be perfect and have all the answers. You don’t – neither should our kids think they are stupid if they don’t – yet.
‘Great minds think alike – fools never differ’
Could I kill a man? Would I watch as he cried his life from his eyes and offered all he had simply to not die. As easy as an action. What passion would grace the scene of me standing over the fallen? What background music would harmoniously blend into the sadness of the moment? A song so sorrowful it causes the night to retreat in despair at what it has dared to conceal. I wonder if I would toss down my tool of inner destruction in shame or if instead my chin would lift just slightly… A stare of defiance against what is to come.
Have you all heard of this website? Those of you that live in the United States may want to look into it. Apparently this website gathers information about people and posts it as an open directory. I Google myself a lot, old habits, and I found this website a couple months ago. You have to email them to get your information removed and even then I am not sure they actually delete it. It is simply not shown anymore. This website will post your name, address, a google image of your home, your age, email, phone number, AND will attempt to link you to your family members. If you are in any way concerned over your identity and the safety of your credit it might be a good idea to write this website if you are on it.
This makes you wonder how much of your information is being shared without your knowledge. Think about it people.
Right now it’s about 4 inches — which is way too big. I might be okay with three, but I know it’s not what they want. They want two. Two inches maximum. What am I to do? Cutting it is painful, to say the least. Torturous even. At best it just doesn’t feel right. Hell, if I had my way it would be five inches if not more!
I’m of course talking about the thickness of my printed manuscript.
I’ve been working on fixing it, line by line, one word at a time and while it’s true that I’m managing to reduce my word count, I’m finding it very costly. What is the cost, you ask? I feel like I’m deleting my own voice from it. I’m trading word count for style. That can’t be good, right?
I have a question for all the readers out there: how do you feel about buying a thicker-than-usual book? Do you give it a chance or do you pass it over? Of course if it’s an e-book, you won’t necessarily even know how long it is until after you buy it–I never do, since the size isn’t in direct relation to the cost.
Does size matter to you?
Let me know in the comments!
What’s the point of anything we do if we cannot think or create into being anything that has not already been conceived long before our time?
Lots of circles getting larger and larger – spiralling. Got to love spirals even more then circles. Little circles inside bigger circles to form the BIGGEST circle – like EVER! (Google got something right there at least)
But there is a point – because what has been is never known by ONE person alone. We may not bring into existence anything new – but we can reveal to ourselves and others with new eye’s – that which has always been.
So how can we begin to unleash ourselves in an OUR original way?
We can let our heads fingers take ourselves on a journey. Through art; music; dance; and then some.
Writing the obvious within blogging.
IF you are primarily an article writer – it is even MORE important to begin to unleash your creativity.
OM does not JUST write a blog post – he does it with that ‘je ne sais quoi’.
I reckon he is just instinctive about it and follows his brains lead…which is pretty much what being creative is about…
Letting your brain wonder around and through all its experiences, drawing from them to create something delicious – like mixing ice-cream and chocolate sprinkles and a piece of fudge on top with a cherry and some honey comb and a few peach slices and a –
Of course I want an ice cream now – with fries.
ALL those ingredients together can be overwhelming, so maybe start with the just the ice cream and fries? Scared of how it will taste or appear to taste to others? Oddly the best way to find out is to try it…or stick it under someone else’s palette and ask them to try it. IOW – BLOG IT!
You got to write BOTH ways. Articles, if you are into fiction/prose/poetry will teach you how to do the stream lining when it comes time for that – but for now – cos I am crap at article writing and planning and stuff –
Here’s An EXERCISE for the mind.
At Art workshops/gatherings – we used to paint with our non- dominant hand looking at the model/subject, without looking back at the canvas – I am pretty sure none of us put those paintings on the top of our ‘my best work’ list.
We did learn something – observation – And strengthening our ‘right brain’ (creative) to be able to lead the ‘left brain’ (logic academics blah blah) to follow what our ‘right brains’ were trying to show/tell us.
Then we would switch to the dominant hand…and do it again. THAT – is simply to polish up skill.
Many, many times over.
When it came to putting together a composition (think important article or novel or striking blog post) we had many images and skills acquired to tap into, in our creative minds, to produce a COMPLETE work – with the creative and logical side of our brains working TOGETHER. It made it easier and more creative as we could now be freer.
The BEST with blogging: You CAN put your practice work out as a blog post – not stuffed in a drawer with hundreds of crumpled papers! Yip – and you should – well unless you are a prominent and well known author of highly esteemed literary work. Even THEN – suck it up and show as how much you suck when you are practicing…and we can think ‘Oh wow!! If their practice is THAT good – HOW good is that book going to be?’ (Think how much Picassos sketches sell for? – No I don’t know either but it’s a lot right)
So why should you write creatively again? Because you just should OK!
What is Creative writing??
Making stuff up?
The sky does not have to be blue today – it can be purple instead – with a splash of green on the horizon. A touch of black if you are a little morbid – or some crimson if the hormones/neighbours are playing up.
But HOW do I DO that?? How does Painting with your non dominant hand translate to creative writing?
Observe (get experiences to draw from – others or your own)
USE (don’t lose) your imagination. Remember those things we had as kids? Imagine it…It really is THAT simple.
Yes there are tricks you can implement – triggers you can use. I am trying darn hard to think how to explain that but can’t, so may have to get back to that if I can tap into that left brain of mine for long enough.
But here is the first tip to start you off: Screw language and grammar etc – just write down what you see…and don’t EXPECT it to turn into a novel – it is a SKETCH – not a complete painting.
It is PRACTICE.
IT IS LIKE DOODLING.
The best place is starting is with a trigger/prompt – ‘Imagine yourself in a place you wish to be – your favourite weather – and your favourite drink – now switch gender; or age; or weather – trick your mind out of its comfort zone’ and let it create as many word sketches or even doodles as you can fit into your life. Let each word lead you onto the next.
When you are ready to put that story that you have been meaning to turn into a book forEVER – into action – that finale – the Michelangelo – it may take some time to plan it – but inside the plan – brushstrokes can abound if you have put the work/practice in. Just as Michelangelo planned his paintings after years of observation; sketching and practice – to master his talent.
If NONE of that helps:
“how do draw good
This isn’t for you. This is for me.
[free thought unedited]
And there you sit bleeding diamonds everyday. Standing upon a stage of glass, you sit there and wait for the inevitable stone throw that will come… that has to come. What will hold you up then? When rain comes and obligated words do not help shield from the thunder. Instead you find yourself alone. No, perhaps not alone… not totally. But indeed like a falling general that has not realized he has fallen, we sit back and wait with our vanguard for the aid that has not come. It is not coming. What will you have then OM? A few clicks of a keyboard and a table full of empty strangers. Will it be enough to know that perhaps a deed has been done, when no deed was really intended. Funny are they that paint white what they do not know. Do we laud a shadow for being in the form that we want, that we need at the time. We create gods of a moment, am I creating one for a year? And in doing so when will come the day that I roll over and realize it was all for naught? As I eat my cheap noodles and count seconds on the clock till freedom? What a pathetic example of success you are sitting there with a chain around your neck. It makes a man want to drink, if only that man didn’t get off work at an ungodly hour when god’s drink is no longer sold. Curse you Colorado while I am at it for not selling beer till 3 am, what kind of God fearing man doesn’t drink beer at 3 am? That is when we see God isn’t it? Or is that the haze off my window because it just snowed. How does it snow when I was just wearing short sleeves today? Dammit, well now I am mad. I am mad, I am tired, I am bleeding diamonds, and well I think I should just pump the brakes on this one cause it is about to get nasty.
Do you ever feel like bloggers are simply lining up to discuss the same topics? People often find me random and sometimes strange in the manner of my posts, but that is because I battle mediocrity before I ever push publish. I don’t want to present the same read as him, her, or them over there. I strive to describe the sun as it has never been penned before. Barring that opportunity let me at least write or rant on a subject half of WordPress is not discussing already. I would rather write a poem about murdered snowmen that no one understands than be placed into the same lineup as the regurgitating authors I witness lately.
How many people write as if they are the first ones to grace a topic with their opinion? Their words hold meaning and even passion, but the similarity in title and subject matter causes the often wary eye to pass over such posts. They wonder and sometimes complain about how the world no longer cares about humanity, autism, racism, bullying, death, abortion, war, and so many other causes, but they have failed to present the hook that is necessary for people to care enough to read their words.
Show us passion, show us a personal view, or present to us something we can’t find on yahoo.com or CNN.com. That is all your reading audience asks of you, to place some effort into your writing and present a point of view we haven’t seen before. If an original thought escapes you well then give us an unoriginal thought expressed in an original way. It really is that simple when it comes to pleasing a reader. We don’t like to be fooled into thinking we are about to read something “freshly pressed” only to find out it is the same rehashed verbage as every other post with similar title.
WC – 1365 (rev. 1)
If you could be somewhere else right now where would it be?