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Soul visionary. Heart hugger. Huge love advocate. Igniting your soul to live your dreams. Get radiant.

Alive

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Hey there! How’s it going? :) It has been some time since I actually wrote something other than a poem so I decided to share prose in this entry. I came across a question my friend asked on Facebook, what it means to one to be alive, and I thought about it for some time. Here’s what I wrote:

“I am alive when I think, when I feel, when I touch minds with my loved ones and build memories with like-minded souls. I am alive when every day is new and bright and exciting, when it is certain that I actually live and not simply exist, when I know that my emotions are pure and true and real. To be alive is to live and experience. :)”

Such wisdom! LOL. I do think we often forget to live and be alive, we just exist from day to day under the weight of our problems/burdens/concerns. Life is about balance. Make the time to enjoy, to relax, to be aware of and thankful for your blessings. Express your love for others. Hug a friend. Forgive yourself for past errors. Travel and explore the world around you. Live. Love. Celebrate. Discover. Embrace. Be Alive.

Island

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Stuck on an island
Though surrounded by people
Barely hanging by a strand
My being is feeble

Harsh reality buffeting, making crystal clear
There’s no comfort to soothe me here
Searching for a reason, some explanation
Anything to justify such lasting isolation

“This is not my life by choice!”
I cry; but I have no voice
Banished down a seldom-travelled path
Emptiness swallowing all emotion, even wrath.

When

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When I’m cold and lonely
And can’t find the strength to see the sun
I need you to warm me
Show me my despair can be gone

When I’m lost and tired
 Slumped on the wayside
Lift me up; I’ll know you tried
Know you cared enough to soothe wounded pride

When I reach out to you
And ask for a helping hand
I don’t need you to have the answers
I just need you to understand.

Acrobatic Cerebra

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I once read that we don’t use up to 10% of our brains. OK I’m not exactly sure about the percentage, but something like that anyway. Made me wonder how that’s possible, I mean we do so much every single day and yeah it may not be rocket science but surely all that activity would take up a large portion of the brain? Apparently not.

I believe it’s worthwhile to challenge your mind. For some reason I’m all about intellectual stimulation and tasking oneself to improve on a regular basis. I mean, each of us has so much potential, you know? But we let it lie dormant, we only tap into it occasionally and even then just for a short period. Or am I generalising? Maybe. When you really think about it, though, do you truly push yourself to flex your cerebral muscles? You do? How neat. :)

Acrobatic Cerebra. The brain is an incredibly important asset. Let’s keep it limber.

Creaky Cogs

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It pains me whenever this happens. There’s the desire to blog without any substance to impart and I won’t get any peace until I put a new post up. I swear there’s a slave driver hidden somewhere in my psyche: “Blog now! (whip crack) Pen something this instant! (another whip crack) Crank it out right now!” Yeah, like that.

Intellectual stimulation. Hard to find these days. Like, even with all the material out there, you still have to search for things that really engage your mind and stir your cerebral juices. If it’s not fluff, it’s toxicity in reaction to the fluff. You know, people’s acerbic comments on entertainment news/articles. I’m like if they think it’s such crap then why the hell do they still read it? Eye roll. I promised myself to ignore such negative comments, it’s so not worth it. Can they do better than the news writers? Probably not. And if they can then they oughtta write their own stuff and leave the rest of us to enjoy our entertainment in peace. I’m just saying.

Anyway, fluff is all well and good but it’s not exactly filling. You know? Temporary high and all that. Of course you have regular news but it’s so depressing these days. Natural disasters, religious conflicts, economic crises…it’s like a never-ending list of catastrophes. I just read the headlines and keep it moving, men, it is not that serious.

So if you take away the fluff and regular news, you’re left with…not much, really. Then the hunt begins. I guess one could always turn to literature in its many forms or something. Even so, you still have to find the right material to spark your interest and hold your attention. How else can you really explore your intellect if you aren’t interested in learning/discovering something new and fascinating?

Made It!

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Hi hi. Happy New Year!!! Welcome to 2011, here’s hoping it’s loads better than 2010 in every way. :)

OK so I don’t have anything in particular to say right now, just wanted to ring in the new year on Blogspot. Currently jamming to Sean Paul’s Imperial Blaze and can I just say, I’m having an absolute blast. I’m excited, it’s gonna be a good year indeed. I am slated for lots of travel, more writing, greater variety and diversity, and EXPLOSIVE entertainment. Peace and love, y’all.

Amor Vincit Omnia

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That’s Latin for “Love conquers all”. I believe it is often true. Often, not always. There are deal breakers that leave no room for love to survive or thrive. You know, physical assault, infidelity, acidic words, warped dispositions; just a few reasons why all bets are off when it comes to the shelf life of certain relationships.

I recently reread a novel that made me think about the things we put up with in the name of love. A couple were deeply in love, blissfully happy and actually soul-mates. BUT. The man regularly paid for sex. Exactly. When he was found out he said it didn’t mean anything, he was just being a bloke and blokes can divorce sex from love, lots of men do it and it doesn’t make him a bastard. I’m like really? REALLY? I have never heard such lame bullshit. Tosser. Clear case of trying to have his cake and eat it too. I mean he was in a long-term relationship but still patronised hookers? Seriously? What a douchebag. Needless to say, his girlfriend gave him his marching orders with immediate effect. I guess some might forgive if he stops, or if they feel the love is worth preserving at all costs. Maybe. I don’t know anybody who’d stay with such a man, though.

Is it possible to be in love with a particular person and still have sex with anyone other than that person? I say no, it is not. I do not understand how one can profess to truly love another yet be able to sleep with a different partner (or partners, as the case may be). The only way it makes sense is if you’re not with the one you love. I mean, what can you really do in such a situation right? Otherwise though, it just doesn’t fly. It’s a question of discipline, monogamy, principles. People can theorise as much as they like and come up with all sorts of creative excuses, but at the end of the day it comes down to one simple fact: once you give your heart to another, you cannot cheapen/abuse that sacred act by spreading yourself around. It’s called making love for a reason, yo.

Unfinished

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Here’s the thing about unfinished business: it won’t go away until you wrap it up. It doesn’t matter how much you wish you could sweep it under the rug, let it go, ignore it, whatever; you simply have to handle your business before you can rest easy. Explains why we like to have closure, yes? Indeed. One cannot hope to move on without laying ghosts/doubts to rest. Should you go on that date? Maybe you ought to consider relocating? Is it time to switch careers? Those are just a few questions you really cannot answer without doing something about them, and if you try to suppress those thoughts you’re just setting yourself up for constant worrying/anxiety. The only way to know if you’re doing the right thing is to do it and damn the consequences. I think. :)

You know, it’s funny. Before I spread the word about my blog, I didn’t hesitate to say what I really, really thought because it was fairly anonymous and hey, not like my readers knew my identity. These days, though, I find myself tiptoeing on eggshells because I am wary of offending my friends. Sigh. That’s the thing about knowing that a fair slice of your audience knows you, you aren’t so quick to run your mouth or be disparaging about people even though you’d love to gossip once in a while. :( Not damaging gossip, just stuff that boggles my mind. Relating some events can be negative though, so I guess it’s not such a big loss.

Anyway, I have decided to be unflinchingly honest on this forum. Some of my posts just scratch the surface and don’t truly qualify as the musings of my soul. I mean they’re not that deep, you know? Not like I’m some sage or anything. Yet. 😛 Seriously though, I know I have held back because I’m uneasy baring my soul to cyberspace. But that’s the whole point of having a blog, innit? It’s mine. My voice, my expression, my outlet.

Art is my craft. My expression is art. Love is my passion. I am here to speak my truth and if that rubs you the wrong way, tough. Ha ha, how modest right? So I’m going to call it like I see it for real, no holding back. I hope y’all can take it.

Warring Sparks

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We often clash with the people who attract us. Strongly attract us, I should say. Hasn’t that happened to you before? You meet someone and sparks immediately fly because forceful tension erupts at the slightest thing? No? *Shrug* OK maybe not in real life, LOL. Seriously though, experiencing an intense adverse reaction to another person at the first meeting need not be a negative thing. I mean, yes it could be that your personalities just don’t mesh and all that, but it could also be some kind of foreplay. You know, controversy being an aphrodisiac and whatnot. I’m just saying. Maybe I read too much romantic fiction. Anyway.

I’ve been thinking a lot about my life lately. Where I’m going, what I’m doing, who I want to be/become, that kind of thing. I realise I have no clear idea what I want, I only know what I don’t want, which is all well and good but it doesn’t clue me in as to what I need and if perhaps I’m shooting myself in the foot by closing certain doors. I don’t know though, maybe I expect too much. I mean, you have to try stuff out before you can decide it’s not for you, right? I guess. It’s just that if you really know your character, you can sense the things that’d stifle you or drive you insane. I try to tell myself that’s the case but I could just be making excuses. And we all know that deceiving oneself is never a good thing no matter how attractive it might seem. Sigh.

Why is it so hard to get it right? We’re constantly searching for something, anything, to take/get us where we feel we ought to be. How do you know when you find it? How do you know when you are in danger of throwing it away because you’re too inflexible? I don’t know. I just don’t know. I wish I did. I wish I could understand what I think and feel and need as clearly as I understand the natural laws of physics and gravity. You know, hit a baseball with a bat and it moves with speed in the general direction of your hit. Kick a football and it zooms off towards another person. Stuff like that. But our inner workings aren’t as clear-cut, are they? Mine aren’t, anyway. Are yours?

Your Voice

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Everybody has something to say. More often than not, though, we only hear the thoughts of those with the loudest or most strident voices. I guess it’s somewhat inevitable since there’re so many different ideas out there and only so much time people are willing to spare to listen amidst the hustle and bustle of daily life. Because some speak louder than others, eventually their ideas become our mantras. Now how did that happen?

You have a voice. Speak your truth. High volume does not necessarily indicate proper thought or correct reasoning. It’s not about how loud you are, it’s about what you have to say. It is easy to have one’s voice drowned out by the ideology of others, but it is much more rewarding to make oneself clear and distinct even in all the hubbub.

You have a voice. Speak your truth. You can, and you shall, be heard.