human

So I must admit, I love being busy with things to do. It makes my life seem full.
Well, humorously I was wrong, oh so very wrong. Life as I have heard it stated, is for the truly brave. Well, well what is the life we talk about? WARNING!!!! my brain is a very dangerous place and if you continue to read please don't be alarmed if you cannot follow everything. This is purely something to think about.
Life as previously stated, is what the human race call of time on earth it is how those who are lost with no belief in he who created all things, describe the feelings they have to being a better person such as, I don't want to live my life wasted. Others, just use the word at funerals because the live for the moment not the life. i.e. she lived a wonderful life. Others ponder their exists in all its entirety, and splendor. These are the people who live healthy lives. They appreciate everything around them, but don't stand back like a fan at a nose bleed stadium watching his favorite MLB team lose, they play the game, they roll around in the grass, the dive for the ball so to speak.
when something emotionally disconcerting happens, a heartbreak, a death of a loved one, terminal illness, the real goal of the word life comes, death.
take a minute before you continue..
Each of us have had a "trail" "problem" a complication that seems to make us or break us. Has it ever occurred to anyone, that as we have these problems, we do what is most human about us, we think, we ponder we stress, we have natural human chemical reactions. Its the glorious part of our human bodies. the reactions the emotions, the blood pulsing through us everyday.
its my favorite part, to know that something will cause emotion, or our brains to work. we are human it is okay to fell confused. we may have gods but we are not gods ourselves. don't feel lost and that your bad person for being lost. your human!! rejoice in that revile in it!!

peter pan

wouldn't it be nice if the world were as simple as peter pan.
but peter pan is not simple, which is why I love it so.
With all the underlying meaning one can simply understand that the choices we make when we are children affect who we become.
At one point in the movie Peter tells Wendy to leave and take her feelings with her.
Wendy states, "there is so much more to life Peter"
when Peter asks, "what."
she replies with,"I think it becomes clear when we grow up."

later in the movie Hook, states you cannot love if you dont grow up its part of the riddle.


what a horrible fate. I guess I never thought of it this way, its has been said by many that you haven't lived until you have loved. Is it true?

thunderstorms

Thunderstorms. I have a deep undying love for thunderstorms. The booming surround sound of a clasp of thunder, that makes you want to grab on to the closest person and hold on out of fear it might shake you away. The fast pulse of rain beating on your face as you run to the car: knowing that running is probably making it worse. 30 seconds later hair soaking, pulse rushing, mind racing, lightning flashing, and then it happens. You make eye contact, the sound of your heart now measures that of the thunder. Your emotions are pouring out fast, if not faster than the rain around you, all you can see is his/her face, the water streaming down to his/her lips, his/her eyes searching yours trying to swim through his/her emotions into yours. The romantic setting dark gloomy skies that sends us into dark houses warm fires and blankets. as you sit there in the house dripping fresh clean rain water on to the dark hard wood floor; you smile out of breath, and slowly he/she pulls you in to kiss your lips and you lose all holds onto any connections in your brain to speak or think. Now you act on pure emotion.

Moments of life there are no words for

I have woken up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, pulse throbbing, and breath racing. I have also been in church heart burning, tears crawling towards the very brink of my eyelids, and arms covered in goose bumps.
I have often found that in the moments I feel like a third party bystander. My life is completely ruled by something else. I can see me and my reactions as if I am watching it from across the room.
There are also moments of love that there are no words for. When you look at someone and realize wow, where in the world would I be without you? How can I come to understanding without your opinion? Why in the world do you love me back?
Well, I want to give you an insight to my life in the last month, its personal and I am sure you have felt this way at times too.
I was sitting in church the other day. (right before I was supposed to give my talk) and I thought how could I be ashmed of something that gives peace unto the world, love to the lonely and virtue to the shy and the weak. Pretty big thought huh?
The next was a nightmare that I was rejected by someone I love dearly. Who if he hurt me I am not sure I could handle it. I had fallen asleep with phone in hand, which made it all the more real.

Then this morning I sat up feeling like a 100 bucks and now I feel Like 10.
Amazing how fast things change huh?


When you have mometns there are no words for write down the day and time and general jist it will help. Then dont dwell on it be greatful for the expirence and move on.

Edward Cullen

I have noticed a trend, not to say I am exempt from it, for my boyfriend often sends me this salutation
with love always,
your Edward.
When in all reality his name is Scott. The trend is that Woman are looking for Mr. Perfect rather than Mr. Potential. Which puts more pressure on men of the world to be Mr. Perfect when in all reality they aren't and their simple mistakes cost them their heart in some cases. No thanks to Stephanie Meyers that is.

Now, if your a twilight fan, take a breather before you continue reading. I am a very avid reader, meaning I go through up to 10 books a week depending on the week, and I read anything to everything. Stephanie Meyers book have a huge amount of of what I like to call fluff. Things we actually don't really care to read about or she is trying so hard for these books to be good the have to much detail and not enough focus on the characters themselves. A great book is one that can put a picture in your head and keep it there while your making the progress through the book your mental image is able to form right along with it and once you have com to the glorious end of the book, you back through your mental image and very key point everywhere miraculous change and the turning points in the story are right there and easy to remember. Once into a Stephanie Meyer book, well if you are looking for what I just described LOOK ELSE WHERE. Her best writing is in her second book , the months simply turn with the pages and you get a feel for just how empty Bella really feels. No fluff no, extra unnecessary detail, no perfect Edward.

Now back to Edwards relationship with Bella, He seems over powering, mentally abusive and down right crazy at times... then in a split second he is kind and caring. Nowhere in any book is there his opinion, his thoughts, his peaceful calmness Bella describes. Ladies if you looking for Mr. Mysterious he is right in front of you his name? The male species.... If you are that incompetent enough to realize that you don't understand them, what the hell are you doing with your nose in a book trying to figure out Edward? He is someone Else's imaginative mysterious man, he is worse than the guy you went on a date with last night. You will never I repeat never really know what he is like, because he doesn't exist. Rob Patternson doesn't even know who Edward is.
Oh yes is dreamy and fabulous. But the man that can put his arms around you tell you that he loves you, hold your hair when your sick, wash your hair when you've had shoulder surgery, call you in the middle of his day at work just to tell you he loves you, gets your kids up to make you breakfast on mothers day, holds you and your baby and it renders everyone speechless at the bond between you, He ladies will be better than Edward on any day because after he tells you he loves you he will tell you he forgot something and needs you to bring it to him, he is the one who also forgets your first ultra-sound appointment and shows up late , he is the one who will set the grill and his shirt on fire while cooking and watching the big game. He is the one you will spend the rest of your life crying laughing and holding through life.