Flagpole Sitta [Daily Prompt: Fright Night]

What’s the thing you’re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it?  Photographers, artists, poets: show us FRIGHTENING.

via Daily Prompt: Fright Night.

I am even afraid to tell you because I am afraid some crazy person would use it against me.   I think that’s called Paranoid.

Paranoia, paranoia
Everybody’s comin’ to get me
Just say you never met me
I’m runnin’ underground with the moles
Diggin’ holes
Hear the voices in my head
I swear to God it sounds like they’re snoring
But if you’re bored then you’re boring
The agony and the irony, they’re killing me, whoa!
-Harvey Danger “Flagpole Sitta”

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In My Eyes [Daily Prompt: Perspective]

Think about something that drives you crazy. Now, think about something that makes you happy. Does it change your perspective?  Photographers, artists, poets: show us a PERSPECTIVE.

via Daily Prompt: Perspective.

Perspective is the key word.  Something that drives me crazy might make another person happy.  But I digress.

Something that makes me absolutely crazy is when I am lied to and taken advantage of.  Something that makes me really happy is knowing that I can really trust someone and feeling at ease.

Because I have had bad experiences in the past with being told to lie to my family for my mother’s benefit which eventually led to her departure and neglect, being lied to by her, close friends, ex-boyfriends and being cheated on also which to me just is a deeper lie, I have been quick to hold back from trusting too many people.  Past or no past, our experience shape us for tomorrow.  I am not saying that my trust issues will not change but merely explaining some of the reasons why I have come to be who I am today.

Being able to really trust a person gives me a feeling of such relief.  No worries, no cares but the smallest of lies can cause the most unsettling disruption and it is hard to recover from but for those who try to make up for it, I appreciate that and take that into great consideration.

My perspective on things are jaded to say the least but I plan on changing the path once again.  I have a long, difficult road ahead of me but one day there will be a peaceful light at the end of the tunnel and I will be able to sigh relief that I made it through.

Cruella Deville [Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch]

Write about evil: how you understand it (or don’t), what you think it means, or a way it’s manifested, either in the world at large or in your life.  Photographers, artists, poets: show us EVIL.

via Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch.

I used to believe in the innocence we all possessed and how pure we all could be.  A long, long time ago.  If you assumed it was in my adolescence, you would be correct.

As you grow older and you experience how much pain can be construed, all those beliefs you had a child seems like a far away in the distance fictional memory.

I don’t know if I understand evil in the sense that I know why it even has to exist, seriously but I have seen what it can do.  It isn’t the physical world that possesses it either.  People are mean.  They show us evil.  They are the examples that not even words can describe.

There are different evils too.  Some worse than others but all the same if you are participating in an action that hurts someone somewhere.  To me, evil is its least lethal form is just simply taking advantage of another person.  Looking at a person who has let their guard down and opened their soul to you.  Taking that precious gift without appreciation and diminishing it by your own selfish agenda.  That to me is evil.

No one likes an anti-bacterial, anti-itch spray on an open flesh wound.  And I say that because, when you open your heart to someone and you let your guard down, your heart is, figuratively speaking, exposed.  When someone hurts you deliberately or not even deliberately but takes that exposure for granted it burns, it stings and it makes you feel like the world is an evil place, in turn, stitching up your heart with a thicker thread.

Then of course, there are the people who kill, hurt children, adults, steal, lie, and cheat.  And the other evils that are considered more natural such as natural disasters, sickness and to some people, death.  I do believe all of what is here in this world has been created by us in some way, in some form and maybe not right now but over time.

So remember the world isn’t an evil place, it is you and I who can’t learn to love each other more than we love ourselves and until then, evil will grow until we destroy ourselves.  It won’t be the world’s fault.  It will be ours.

The Fight Of Life

Sometimes you feel lost and you find your way home and sometimes you realize you never had a home to find.

The Lord sends us signs, red flags, white hats and snowballs but it’s up to us to use them to better ourselves.

No one said life was easy. No one knows where we are going but sooner or later we will find out what we have been fighting for.

Trust A Try [Daily Prompt: Non-Regional Diction]

Write about whatever you’d like, but write using regional slang, your dialect, or in your accent.  Photographers, artists, poets: show us LOCAL.

via Daily Prompt: Non-Regional Diction.

Where New York at?!  So like, lately I have been feelin’ kinda shitty.  A lot of stuff going around right now that is soooo negative.

Secrets are like assholes, you know, we all have them and they are all shitty.  I am not a fan but sometimes I guess they are necessary.  My father told me last night that white lies are okay if you are helping someone.  It all depends on the situation.  As does everything we encounter, I suppose.

My friends go through a lot with trust as have I in the past.   It ain’t so simple to just let things roll off ya shoulders but it’s always easier to tell someone else to let shit go.

Life is really hard especially for people who are genuinely tryin to do be straight and do the right thing.  It is hard not to hurt someone all the time because we are selfish beings but at what cost will ya go to satisfy yaself when it comes to hurting someone who is really tryin their best for you.

We all make mistakes too, ya know.  At what point, do we accept that we are human and make mistakes or decide the mistake just hit way too close to home and you have let go of the negativity.

I am sick and tired of trying hard to do the right thing honestly.  I have made my mistakes but currently I have been holding true to my words and keeping my faith in the people around me.

Instinct is a real thing.  Your gut never lies.  You lie to yourself, people lie to you but your soul tells the truth and that is that erking feeling you get inside that disrupts your sleep, takes away your appetite and makes you not want to live another day.

Why do we hurt each other so much for the sake of our own benefit?  It is never worth the reward.  At the end of the day, we all want people who love us, trust us and want us for the good people we are.  The secrets, the lies, they diminish our ability to live for the best of you and the best of me.  Makes you turn your back on what you want and believe because each day a part of you is being chipped away by the selfish tools that pick at us.

At what point man, do we know when it’s nothin and/or when it’s somethin?  At what point, do we just do the right thing because we put someone else ahead of ourselves?  When do relationships with each other become honorable again because today we have dishonored ourselves as a human race and we need to reflect and realize being good is better than getting over on your neighbor, your friend, your companion, your family member and your spiritual provider.

Can’t we all just get along?

Travels [Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me]

IMG_7251[1]Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.  Photographers, artists, poets: show us TRAVELS.  Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me.

 

I believe the furthest I have traveled was to St. Maarten.  That is the furthest point from New York, I think.  I blogged about it before.

It was beautiful like nothing I had ever seen.  The water was amazing and the weather was fabulous.  It was special at the time but maybe more to me than to anyone else that was traveling with me.  They had been there before and I strongly assume my boyfriend didn’t feel the sentimental value as I did being there with him.  Our first vacation.

We were only there for a day during that cruise.  I was drunk off my face drinking buckets of Buds and barely walked back on my own to the ship.

The only thing I would have liked more of was the sun.  I was afraid I would burn so I put a lot of sunscreen on and didn’t get as tan as I wanted to.

Question Me [Daily Prompt: Inside the Actor’s Studio]

On the interview show Inside the Actors’ Studio, host James Lipton asks each of his guests the same ten questions. What are your responses?

Daily Prompt: Inside the Actor’s Studio.

 

What is your favorite word?  I can’t think of one actually.

What is your least favorite word? P*ssy <– hate the word, unless used in the bedroom 😉

What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? Nature

What turns you off? Humanity

What is your favorite curse word?  Cunt, and more so because people take words so seriously and who cares about a bunch of letters making a sound… people, we give life to “curse” words when all they are and ever will be are characters of language we created.

What sound or noise do you love?  Singing which leads to music

What sound or noise do you hate? Nail biting or Nail picking

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?  Performer (Singing, Actress)

What profession would you not like to do?  Embalmer

If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? Let me show and tell you why…

 

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Autumn Morning Mist

20131108-090509.jpgOne rainy morning, I was on my way to work and I just enjoyed the damp Autumn leaves laying on the floor in front of me.  It was right before we had Daylight Savings Time so it was still dark out and it felt like night time even though it was close to 7am already.

Days like this, I just want to lay around in bed and cuddle.  Since I couldn’t do that, I thought I would take a picture of it instead and just dream.

Madden NFL 25 [Daily Prompt: Google and Rescue Operation]

What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it? 

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SEARCHING.

via Daily Prompt: Google and Rescue Operation.

Since I have pre-ordered XBOX ONE, I was looking on Google to see if Madden was going to have a new game out for the new system and they did not disappoint.  I haven’t played Madden in some time now but I used to love it back in the day.

I am super excited about getting XBOX One because I never really had my own game systems, I mean Sega but hello?!  My brother had Playstations and I have the Wii but I hardly played it because I didn’t have the right games plus it didn’t feel the same playing on the Wii like it did on a playstation or xbox.

So yea, they will have it and I will get it.  Yay!

 

Intenselee [Daily Prompt: Intense!]

Describe the last time you were surprised by the intensity of a feeling you had about something, or were surprised at how strongly you reacted to something you thought wouldn’t be a big deal.  Photographers, artists, poets: show us INTENSE.  via Daily Prompt: Intense!.

Intensity and Insanity… should have been one of my names.  The last time I had an intense feeling was probably within the last 10 minutes.  Unfortunately, any turbulence in my world triggers adrenaline, intensity and irrational thinking.

I have this problem with the phrase “take it with a grain of salt“.  I missed that lesson in school I guess because I seem to take things like a boulder is chasing me down a steep hill.  Why?  I have no idea.

I react very intensely to almost anything that puts a ripple in my water.  I guess you could say I am always on the defense, ready to defend and protect myself before I am even threatened.

Bottom line is, I would love to be less intense and more relaxed.