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Migraines.. Part of college tuition should go toward buying Ibuprofen for the migraines.... Ah, well, it's the least of my worries. So what if sometimes my head feels like its going to implode? At least I'm still waking up every morning. And I'm working toward my degree every single day. So if the day ever comes when my life starts on another downhill slide that makes waking up in the morning seem regrettable, I can get the hell out of this life and start another one. A new life.. now, that sounds SWEET. I guess time will tell me how many of the people in my current life will be part of my new life. Sometimes you gotta take out the trash so it ain't stinking up your life. Trust - the most fragile substance.. We all know that diamonds are supposed to be the hardest substance known to man. Recently I've come to the conclusion that trust is the weakest.. at least when it is held in the hands of the person that gives it away. Trust can be really hard to break when it is trust that you have for someone else. Nothing that you personally do can break the trust you have for someone else. But if they're the one holding that trust, they can break it all too damned easily. Lie. Cheat. Steal. Betray. The ways to break your trust can't be counted. There's too many. But, would somebody please freaking tell me how to rebuild trust? Trust is Humpty Dumpty. Once its broke, putting it back together is too damned hard. Maybe not "too" hard.. but HARD. And it takes a really long time. Trust is a 5000 piece 3D puzzle. You can't put it back together in a single day if it gets knocked apart. Sometimes you can only put it together a piece at a time. No matter how much you want to be able to trust someone again after they've given you a solid reason NOT to. . It is just fucking impossible to just start trusting them all over again. It's an uphill journey, and sometimes you just don't want to take another single step. And it's tricky too. Sometimes, you think you've got it all reassembled.. and shit hits the fan, and you realize that its still fragile and at risk of tumbling off that damned wall again. Just like ol' Humpty. Damn. AND.. Love don't mean shit. Loving someone doesn't mean trusting them. You CAN love someone that you don't trust. And you can probably trust someone that you don't love. The moral? Even someone trusts you.. don't fuck it up. Don't break their trust in you. You don't have any idea how long it will take - or even if - for them to rebuild it. Like the old TootsiePop commercials.. how many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center? How many days does it take to get to the trust that used to exist? As the old owl said.. Nobody knows. I know this much.. A LOT. Maybe someday I'll trust again. If I do, maybe I'll know how long it takes. Thank God forgiving doesn't take as long to give as renewed trust does. We'd be in a heap of shit then, huh? Song lyrics. . with meaning "You Can't Take Me" Got to fight another fight - I gotta run another night Get it out - check it out I'm on my way and I don't feel right I gotta get me back - I can't be beat and that's a fact It's OK - I'll find a way You ain't gonna take me down no way Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it Dont' push me - I'll fight it Never gonna give in - never gonna give it up no If you can't catch a wave then your'e never gonna ride You can't come uninvited Never gonna give in - never gonna give up no You can't take me I'm free Why did it all go wrong? - I wanna know what's going on And what's this holding me? I'm not where I supposed to be I gotta fight another fight I gotta fight will all my might I'm getting out , so check it out Ya, you're in my way So you better watch out You Cant Take Me - Bryan Adams No Satisfaction?I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction. 'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can't get no, I can't get no. ~ ~ First the Stones sang it... I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no uh, satisfaction I can't get no uh, satisfaction I can't get no satisfaction And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try I just can't get no I can't get no, Satisfaction I can't get no, Satisfaction no matter what i do no matter what i say everywhere i go they say its not ok Then Miss Brittney sang it her way.. (messing with a classic, which is <ahem> classic bad taste). * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * And.. to it all, the Stones and Brittney too.. I say BULLSHIT.Satisfaction is a state of mind. It can be found in everyday, trivial little nothings. It can be reaped in great successes. It can be harvested from charity. It is in the details. It's in the big picture. Can't get no satisfaction? Then, open yur freakin' eyes and look closer. And don't bother the rest of us with your snot-faced whining. Geeez. My opinion -- People bawling about not being satisfied with their lives are probably bottom-heavy surface feeders. (Translation: SeDenTarY & LazY). If they'd move their asses and actually try.. ha! Amazing things could happen. We should all be able to admit to the little bits of satisfaction.. from finishing a sink full of dirty dishes.. finishing an assignment.. the first sip of hot, fresh coffee in the morning.. whatever.. Why the *@!?%? are so many people blinded to the fact that life is just choices? We can choose to be happy. We can choose to be satisfied. We can freaking choose... A messed up life... Why is it that the harder I try to formulate the way I want my life to be, the farther I seem to end up from that desired path? I can't remember a time in my life that I didn't try to live with a backward view. I try to imagine myself old, at the end of a long life (pretty conceited maybe, to assume that I'll survive the madness of this world when so many others die young.. ) Anyway.. I'm lying on my deathbed, an old, old wrinkled lady. Maybe I'm surrounded by my family, kids, grandkiddies, a passel of greats too. But there I am, knowing I've reached the end of my days; every chance I've ever been given, every choice I've ever made has passed whether I did the right thing or squandered it - pissed it away. ~ ~ ~ ~ Sorry for the crudity folks, but this is what I've become. I'll be sorry to see you go, REALLY - but if you're too deeply bothered or offended, please... leave now. Life's changed me. Made me into something different, darker, possibly more pessimistic than I've ever been. Taught me hard lessons and not without leaving dents and bruises behind in its frenzied wake. I don't have any looming evil within me that longs to strike damage onto my once-upon-a-time friends.. but I can't pretend to be what I have ceased to be either. So, forgive me. Or don't. Whatever. But, if what I've become offends or insults.. please, exercise your freedom of choice. Close the page, remove me from your list of friends.. whatever you need to do. By all means, protect yourself. ~ ~ ~ ~ Now.. where was I? Oh, yeah, on my deathbed, right? So, there I am; knowing that I've reached the end and that there will never be any chance to change anything about my life. Either I can be pleased - downright proud or minimally satisfied - or I can die in abject misery because I'm consumed with regrets. All in all, dying must suck.. but face it: dying filled with regrets has to blow so much worse. Who wants that? Ughh. Not a thought I care to entertain. That's why I've tried to live in a way that will spare me that despair. I mean, it's not a simple issue.. no matter what you think lies ahead after death. . (Yeah, I still believe Jesus is waiting.. that faith persists, it's my faith in life that's busted.) No matter where you're going, you're still leaving stuff behind.. Stuff, people, responsibilities, whatever. I mean, sheee-it. - - Half the time, I worry more about dying because of my dog than for any other reason. C'mon.. Seriously. My dog. The thought (leaving him) makes me sick. I don't want to leave him alone. Innately, I guess I just don't freakin' trust N-E-ONE to love him and take care of him (meaning baby, spoil, cuddle him) like I do. Besides, my kids that have two feet will at least understand. . they'll know why I am gone. Who can explain it to a dog? But, death.. back to that. Dying's gotta suck. But, I don't want the extra anguish of dying filled with regret. I've tried to live in a way that will prevent that. . actually asking myself what decision, action, whatever, I'm least likely to regret when I'm in that position (lying on my deathbed, remember?) But, here's some cold hard, nasty, down and dirty truth. I've failed. If I were to die right now.. not a bad idea except for the dog thing, ok? .. but right now, I couldn't do it without feeling miserable. Without all the damned regrets I"ve always tried to prevent plus a hundred more making it worse, worse, worse than I ever could have conjured in my most horrifying nightmare. Regret. I guess it sucks worse than death. On the upside, regrets can be overcome. Actions can be taken to reverse regret. Guess that can't be said too often about cold, old, forever death.. . . (Yeah, yeah, figuratively speaking of course if you believe in immortatity through Christ. But, once this life is over, it is OVER. You might get to live again in Him, but He's not giving anyone any do-overs. One shot, all or nothing. Done.) Now, how's that for grim? Consider this: .... ... ..I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain From my eyes Tonight I wanna cry Quotes by Dean Koontz that amuse me... or touch me.. you figure out which are which.Human beings can always be relied upon to exert, with vigor, their God-given right to be stupid. ~Dean Koontz "When we make our own misery we sometimes cling to it even when we want so bad to change, because misery is something we know. The misery is comfortable." ~Dean Koontz (One Door Away From Heaven) "Some people think only intellect counts: knowing how to solve problems, knowing how to get by, knowing how to identify an advantage and seize it. But the functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion, and empathy. " — Dean Koontz "Please, don't torture me with cliches. If you're going to try to intimidate me, have the courtesy to go away for a while, acquire a better education, improve your vocabulary, and come back with some fresh metaphors." — Dean Koontz “Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind.” ~Dean Koontz “Do as little harm to others as you can; make any sacrifice for your true friends; be responsible for yourself and ask nothing of others; and grab all the fun you can. Don't give much thought to yesterday, don't worry about tomorrow, live in the moment, and trust that your existence has meaning even when the world seems to be all blind chance and chaos. When life lands a hammer blow in your face, do your best to respond to the hammer as if it had been a cream pie. Sometimes black humor is the only kind we can summon, but even dark laughter can sustain.” ~Dean Koontz “One of the greatest sorrows of human exisence is that some people aren't happy merely to be alive but find their happiness only in the misery of others.” ~Dean Koontz “Nothing gives us courage more readily than the desire to avoid looking like a damn fool.” ~Dean Koontz "Being a hard-drinking woman with numerous interests in addition to poker, Granny Sugars didn't always spend as much time spreading God's word as she promised Him she would. She beleived that God expected to be conned more often than not and that He would be a good sport about it." "You can con God and get away with it, Granny said, if you can do so with charm and wit. If you live your life with imagination and verve, God will play along just to see what outrageously entertaining thing you'll do next." "He'll also cut you some slack if you're astonishingly stupid in an amusing fashion. Granny claimed that this explains why uncountable millions of breathtakingly stupid people get along just fine in life." ~Dean Koontz (Odd Thomas) Hope is scarce here....Hope is like a spider's web. Brightly spun gossamer weaves.. shimmering in light.. beautiful not in spite of its fragility but because of it.
Migraine?I have a headache today that makes my poor noggin feel
Of course, the initial whack might be as pleasant I do it anyway..... Why keep going when you feel like you've reached to bottom of the abyss.. but you still know a fear that there's an even deeper low that may suck you into its swirling mass of total darkness and despair? 'Cause you gotta do it anyway.. .. .. BecomingEver lose sight of yourself.. who you really are? That's what I did recently.. or not so recently depending on how you perceive time. Time is figurative, rushing past for some. Crawling by for others. Controlled by the action or lack of action that is surrounding us at the moment. Anyway, to me it was recently. Maybe to you it was a long time ago. I thought I knew exactly who I was. Who I could trust. What I could expect from the rest of my life. How to choose happiness in spite of the messed up twisted funk that this world has slid into in these modern times. Maybe reality is as figurative as time. Seen differently by every set of eyes that glimpses it. What difference does it make what we call reality anyway. After all, my reality is not yours. Yours is not mine. That may be a good thing. What I do know is .. when you've been knocked down and blinded .. when someone picks up life as you know it and jams it into a giant cosmic blender and sets it to puree .. you can't know what's coming out the other end. Life turns into a twisted macabre maze .. and there's no way to see the other side until you get there. I'd like to say I was knocked down as far as I could be. But, no way do I want to find out that there is a deeper depth somewhere below the regions I've recently visited. A thought like that.. and tempting fate or Satan or whatever other dark forces that help twist the universe, practically daring them to plunge me down there just to prove it exists.. makes my chest feel like concrete. Heavy. Solid. Thick. Basically just bad. But hey.. I'm still here. And if that isn't a bit of proof that God exists... well, it's more proof of His divine aid than I needed anyway. Anyway.. this is my life. It is what I make of it. I'm tired of wallowing in the mires of anguish and pain. Closing off everyone I ever called friend.. 'cept Boo but he's a rare friend, having four feet and all.. Just wanting to be alone, and wanting to die far more often than can be considered healthy. Not wanting to take action to seek death, just wishing it would find me on its own.. that morning would never come. Those days are behind me. They have to be because within them there was no 'forward'. No 'backward' either. . just suffering. And we all need to move forward. Whatever our destination, our destiny, whatever, it is always forward. So wrap it up. Stick a fork in it 'cause it's done. Over. Shake it off like water flying from the streaming coat of wet dog when he shakes .. long hairs stretching out, snapping up and down, shimmering beads flying this way and that, but never back onto the dog. Be the dog. Shake off the nasty. Rise above. Begin anew. Even if it's the hundredth time I've done it. Because what other choice is there? And from these ashes...
Beautiful, glorious and sacrificing self for renewal, For the sake of self. Red bird of fire you come forth through You embrace your new strength and Embrace yourself for you are a child of Sign My Guestbook!!If you really wanted to get to know me, this is the list that should tell you almost as much as I know about myself - so far:
1. I am a self-admitted Type A personality. 2. I used to think this was a bad thing. 3. I don't anymore. I'm ok with me.. being me. If someone thinks I'm too intense, I probably think they're too laid back anyway. 4. I also recognize that I am "analytically compulsive" (in Freudian theory, the term"anal compulsive" is relating to adult personality traits, for example, obsessive neatness, stubbornness, and frugality, which are considered to have originated during a certain stage of childhood development) 5. I am changing this. Life is too short to be so uptight. I want to be driven and motivated.. and patient. Talk about having it all!! 6. I refuse to abbreviate 'analytically compulsive'. (Someone may misunderstand the meaning, and I try to refrain from entertaining the immature. Yes, psychology buffs, I do know the full meaning and origin of the terminology. I prefer to tell myself that 'anal' is short for analytical... Darn, I just abbreviated it!) 7. Sometimes I procrastinate about doing things because I haven't quite figured out the 'right' way to do them. 8. Sometimes, I judge other people's intelligence on how they talk - the words they use and their pronunciation. I know this is shallow and probably wrong. 9. I can be very sarcastic; even scathing. This is as likely to be aimed at myself as it is at others. 10. I need more patience... especially with myself and everyone else in the world. LOL. 11. I always strive to remain my composure and remain calm. There's a Keith Urban song that says: "I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control" .. I think he's right. I often fail. 12. I can be very moody & I tend to fume when I am angry. 14. But, I no longer explode like Mount Pelee.. well, hardly ever. 15. I hate loud noises - except for music. 16. I still blare the stereo in my Explorer when I am alone, just like I did when I was a teenager. 17. I have two speeds - fast and stop. When I am driving and when I am not. 18. I haven't got a narcissistic bone in my body. 19. Comfort means more to me than fashion - hands down. 20. I stopped trying to conform to 'fit in' when I was 13. 21. That was 24 years ago. 22. I began considering myself eccentric about the same time. 23. Now, I know this is how God made me. Different. But, sometimes different means weird.. sometimes it just means unique. I choose unique. 24. I care more about a person's personality and intelligence than I care about how they look. 25. I am a certifiable caffeine addict. 26. I occasionally hear George of the Jungle in my head. "Coffee, Coffee, Coffee" 27. I have trouble talking without using my hands. Sometimes, I use my whole body. 28. I cannot sit still. I feel too much need to be "doing something". 29. I think that a life without music would be an empty void. 30. I think you can find God in everything.. if you look and listen hard enough. I also think most people miss it. 31. I am a policeman's daughter. I rarely get to talk to him. Often this is a choice. 32. I have two older brothers. One lives on the road, traveling construction jobs across the country. The other.. is just the other. 33. I only have one living grandparent. I miss the other 3 all very much. I wish my sons could have gotten to know them. 34. Heritage shouldn't be based on culture or ethnicity. It should be built on the wisdom of the generations that came before. 35. My mother is one of my best friends. I still call her 'Mum'. 36. I have a lot of weird quirks when it comes to food.
37. I refuse to eat fruit with seeds in it. No, that does not include all fruits. 38. I will eat fruit that is cut up, as long as the seeds are removed. 39. I cannot eat anything that I have seen while it was living. Or - usually - raw. 40. If someone calls the meat on my plate by it's animal name... I gag. Mmmm... good deer meat! GaG!!! It is safer with me to call deer meat 'venison'.. cow meat 'beef', etc. Otherwise I envision it living and breathing, and I cannot continue eating it! 41. Most of my pet peeves involve food and/or eating. 42. It really bugs me when someone complains that a food doesn't taste good then continues to eat it anyway. ( "These chips are really stale - gobble, gobble"). 43. I want to scream if someone talks with their mouth full. Unless they are trying to tell me that they are choking... or that they've caught on fire... well, then, it's ok.
44. I think of my soul as 'old'. I had to grow up fast, and I figured if I got to chose I'd rather be tough than scarred.
45. I did not go to college when I graduated high school. I enrolled in college 3 years ago. 46. I am an avid reader. I absolutely love Ernest Hemingway & J.R.R. Tolkien. Especially The Old Man and The Sea & The Lord of the Rings
47. I also love Dean Koontz, Stephen King, and John Saul. Better to be scared by fiction that reality. 48. I am not above a good romance novel once in a while. Why not? Who ever read a romance novel with a bad ending? 49. I believe that reading to children makes them smarter. I have read to my two sons since they were born. 50. Now they're maybe too smart for my own good. Geez, what was I thinking?
51. I have watched The Lord of the Rings trilogy at least 500 times. I know every word of the script by heart as well as every blooper, mistake, and goof. I never saw the movie in a theater. I own both the theatrical and the extended version of all three
segments - both on VHS and DVD. (Tolkien is another genius!) If this makes me a little nerdy... well, I'm okay with that. 52. I love Border Collies.
53. I believe they are superior to any other breed of dog. 54. My best friend has four feet. His name is Boo. He is a Border Collie.
55. I hate shoes. and socks. 56. One of my favorite quotes is: "A man can be destroyed but not defeated" - Ernest Hemingway.
57. Another one: "I count him braver who overcomes his desires, than him who conquers his enemies, for the hardest victory is the victory over self."
58. And one more:
"Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work."
60. I have been known to buy clothes a size too large to make sure they'll be comfortable. (Again, refer to #19 above.) 61. My natural hair color is dark brown with red tones. Someone once told me it is chestnut. 62. I see gray in my hair that no one else sees. Therefore, I lighten it.
63. I don't like the way my hair looks without highlights. 64. My eyes are so dark brown they are almost black. 65. My skin is extremely pale. 66. I had freckles when I was a little girl. 67. I don't have freckles anymore. 68. I don't know where they went. 69. I believe that most people go through life without ever really knowing themselves. 70. I think introspection is healthy for the soul. 71. I believe possibility is endless. 72. I believe that a person will only ever succeed as big as he/she is willing to dream. 73. I believe that visualizing success is the first step in attaining it and that the only true way to visualize success is through prayer. 74. I believe that there is great truth in the quotation "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" by Lao-tzu. 75. I don't believe any step is worth taking if it is not following God's will for our lives. I often wonder what that is. 76. I believe change is inevitable therefore we might as well do what we can to control it. Make the changes in our lives what we want those changes to be. 77. I dream big. 78. I hate going to bed at night.
79. I am never ready for the day to end.
80. I never feel like I've accomplished enough. 81. I rarely sleep more than four hours a night. 82. I tend to remember my dreams when I wake up. 83. I am scared of small dogs. Yappy little mites.
84. I was badly bitten by the neighbor's dog when I was a child. 85. It was a small dog. 86. I believe in fate, destiny, karma, & deja vu. 87. I am not a Buddhist. I am a Christian. 88. I define Karma as 'what goes around comes around'. A matter of fact phenomena.. nothing spiritual about it.
89. I do not like vernacularisms... ie: saying 'warsh' instead of 'wash' or 'probly' instead of 'probably'. 90. I think I can sometimes be hard to be around. 91. I have a quirky sense of humor. 92. I love to laugh. That doesn't mean that I do it often. Not nearly often enough anyway. 93. I tend to get tunnel-vision when I am working on a project. (Definition from Wikipedia: Tunnel vision is also a (positive) metaphor for the largely intuitive ability to focus only on what is crucial and relevant to solving a problem. To put this another way, it's the ability to ignore a distracting lack of knowledge while learning just enough to solve a problem.) 94. Sometimes my tunnel-vision makes me so driven I feel the urge to run people over.. not in a car, but still literally. 95. I can't stand it when someone stops in front of me and stands still. It makes me wonder if they are lost.. or did they forget where they were going? 96. I hear George in my head now... gotta go... (see #26 above)... Man do I love my coffee, coffee, coffee!! 97. Coffee!! 98. Caffeine!! 99. uh-huh... |
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