Category Archives: War

Behind, in front… whatever.


Whoooa. Been away for a while. Not having internet is weird… but mostly just inconvenient.

 

listless. That’s a pretty good word. Look it up if you don’t know it. Still in transition mode. Everyday can be a struggle if I choose it to be. Some days getting out of bed is the most difficult thing in my life and some it’s easy breezy.

 

This is all there will ever be. As long as I let it be.

 

 


Cha cha cha changes


So. I’ve been in writers block lately. I’m all mixed up in the head but happy as a clam as of lately!

Been thinking of my future and MY plans and the direction my life is actually taking. I can’t keep my mind from thinking about when I finally finish school. I want to travel everywhere. I think I want to move to a different country for a while I just don’t know where. I crave being in a city that is full of History and Art. Maybe I’ll go to Italy or Spain?! Being single… at least as of now, who knows what this next year will bring, is perfect for my future plans. If I do find the one for me I hope that he will have the same dreams as me…I guess if he doesn’t then he’s not the right one!

 

 

I’ve been getting sick lately. I go to the doc tomorrow to see what the deal is. I’m just severely tired all the time, have head aches all day and have an upset stomach to go along with all of that. I’m pretty sure that’s not normal.

Next Monday I’ll officially be a resident of the beautiful San Marcos Tx. I can’t wait! I’m going to miss my friends in Houston so much, especially the ones I’ve recently become closer with.

I like that I’m going to be in a city where I know practically no one. I’ve found my coffee shop though. Tantra is a pretty cool place where all the hippies go. They have fire spinners and belly dancing among other things. I long to find some derby chicks also. Even if I need to make a drive to ATX once a week! Although I’m not sure if I can hang with the Austin derby chicks. They’re pretty badass.

Here we go. This fits my current existence.

Sing it to me Bowie. You beautiful man you.

 


Wave


I’m still dumbfounded. I don’t understand the nature of a human being. You say one thing then do another. I guess I’m guilty of the same thing, I just don’t see when I’m doing it to others.

 

If I’ve done this to you, made you feel like you don’t matter, then I’m so very sorry.

I guess with heartache comes clarity… at least soon after you realize the extent of the heartache.

My head and heart are at war. Stupid heart. Just surrender.

 

I’m guessing the reason my heartache is so terrible is because it’s mixed with other terrible things that have happened over the past couple months. I don’t know. Either way I’m tired of it. I don’t think I can take one more second of it. I’m surrendering everything. I give up thinking that you feel the same as me. I’m done creating these scenarios in my head waiting for the day you realize what you’ve thrown away.

 

If all I am to you is a courtesy wave then that’s all you are to me. Nothing else.

 

 

 

Now get out of my head and let me be.


Fresh soil


Something about gardening is so therapeutic. I’m planting flowers and cleaning out the weeds. Not to mention that I have to go outside and water them twice a day.

 

This has nothing to do with gardening but it’s on my mind so I’ve got to get it out.

I have a hard time letting go of things. I’ve realized this is why I’m so bitter towards those who are closest to me.

I’ve recently reconnected with my real father and it’s been really hard. I’ve had to confront him about a lot of things that happened to me as a young girl and I had to listen to him while he called me a liar. He’s since come to ACTUALLY listen to me and finally believe me. Now is the hard part. Deciding what to do about these things that happened so long ago. Do I take action or do I just leave it be?

I honestly have no idea. I’ve gone over the consequences for myself as well as the other person involved.

Which decision will actually help me to overcome this?

I don’t really believe that taking action will help me to reach any kind of peace but some people say otherwise. The fact that I’ve been able to actually say these things out loud to my dad has helped me more then I ever thought possible.

Could it be that telling him is the first and only step that I needed to take in order to heal? I mean I talk to him daily now and our relationship is improving with each phone call. My only hold up is that this bastard of a person who did these things to me could be doing them to others. I wish someone would tell me what to do.


Sticks and Stones


You know that saying?- “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me.”

Yea, that’s a lie.

 

 

 

 

Sometimes I wish I didn’t exist.

My heart hurts, like, a lot lately.

I’m tired of it. I thought I was okay but I’m just not.


Stepping stone


I’ve got my stones all in a row. Each one ready to be stepped upon and forgotten.

The earth takes these stones and hides them in her deep soil. The stones suffocate there and eventually stop being stones but begin to exist as something different. Now they’ve become one with the earth again and start all over.


By Rumi


“Oh, if a tree could wander
and move with foot and wings!
It would not suffer the axe blows
and not the pain of saws!
For would the sun not wander
away in every night
how could at every morning
the world be lighted up?
And if the oceans water
would not rise to the sky,
how would the plants be quickened
by streams and gentle rain?
The drop that left its homeland,
the sea, and then returned
It found an oyster waiting
and grew into a pearl.
Did Yusaf not leave his father,
in grief and tears and despair?
Did he not, by such a journey,
gain kingdom and fortune wide?
Did not the Prophet travel
to far Medina, friend?
And there he found a new kingdom
and ruled a hundred lands.
You lack a foot to travel?
Then journey into yourself!
And like a mine of rubies
receive the sunbeams print!
Out of yourself  such a journey
will lead you to your self,
It leads to transformation
of dust into pure gold!”- Rumi