tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45181466384058479532024-03-08T14:03:00.751-08:00Finding Something GreatOZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-17681337404619662072012-10-01T22:27:00.001-07:002012-10-01T22:27:38.564-07:00Most Frustrating Answer...Have you ever asked someone what their hobbies are to get a conversation going? I do a lot. Mostly I ask because I like trying new things and I like to learn new ways to spend my free time. However, one of the most common answers I've been getting that is totally make me rage like a tasmanian devil on crack is, "I don't really have any hobbies," or the answer "I don't do much." Seriously what in the world are people wasting their time on these days that they've never tried a hobby before! It makes one wonder whether people actually do anything worthwhile these days. Bleh whatevs...<div>
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OZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-10596095331301213702012-09-12T22:04:00.000-07:002012-09-12T22:04:04.364-07:00<h2>
Crash and Burn....</h2>
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Well, lets see what's going on with the little guy upstairs right now... I've been thinking a lot lately due to my inability to talk with people as much as I used to now that I'm living on my own and my family isn't around. There's one other guy that lives with me, but we're never really home at the same times. So anyways lots and lots of thoughts have been going on in my mind. </div>
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Recently, a dream from my childhood came into realization the other day. Not like the kind of dream as in aspiration. The kind of dream you have when you see something coming in the future. Something you just know is going to happen. In all seriousness it's basically a glimpse into the future. However, this glimpse for me had instructions, but what bugs me is I'm not able to remember them exactly. I know that I'm supposed to be helping someone. I know who the someone is too I just can't remember what I'm supposed to do. I remember pulling this person out of a cage next to a building on the edge of a cliff with water flowing down the sides of the cliff to the left and right of the cage, maybe I'll just draw a picture eventually. It's part of a bigger story though. It's almost indescribable. I really need to draw a picture of it and gather my thoughts. Anyways yea... weird stuff if flying through my brain. Bubbling with thoughts from when I was a little kid. I'm going to pray and ask God for the dream again maybe that'll clear things up. Maybe it's not something I'm supposed to be concerned with. We'll see. I'm sure He'll let me know one way or another. The thing that bugged me was one of the first parts of the dream literally happened the other night... ugh.. yea anyways..</div>
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OZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-21412261952445705922012-08-13T21:35:00.000-07:002012-08-13T21:35:13.015-07:00Poems from my Past<h2>
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The Ink and The Drawing:</h2>
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A dark liquid it never stops.</div>
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Plop, plop, plop it hits the white snow.</div>
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Twisting, turning, curving, I watch it go.</div>
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Creating something new</div>
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Something I never imagined</div>
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Totally out of the blue</div>
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But why is it so construed?</div>
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I demand it to follow my wishes…</div>
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It doesn’t listen; it seems as if it’s possessed</div>
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I ask it why and it confesses…</div>
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I just want what I want</div>
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For no outside forces to give me the taunt.</div>
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That I might be something beautiful.</div>
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I don’t want you to say I just made this,</div>
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You just need to be purposeful</div>
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And pretend it’s pure bliss.</div>
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I want it not to be your own doing</div>
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Despite others constant wondering</div>
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Despite what they say or you may hear</div>
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I want you to say you just let it appear.</div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">I see a light shining</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">Towards me, it is coming.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">A narrow path with an open door,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">Here to lead me to something more.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">There is nothing I can do,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">but face its way.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">It leaves me breathless,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">without a thing to say.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: start;">There's nothing I can do...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 13pt; text-indent: 0pt;">Jack of many trades is his name, </span></div>
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<br />OZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-30407597777715972142012-07-23T21:05:00.000-07:002012-07-23T21:05:04.924-07:00Bleh...I feel like people are boring these days. Why can't people be more creative? Why can't they add their personal touch to everything instead of always having someone else do it? It frustrates me because I feel like culture would be more vivid and would grow if everyone took a bit of time out of their day to add their own personal touch to something instead of just going with what's 'hip' or 'in'.<br />
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Signing off,<br />
- The need for creativityOZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-62029265991854155602012-07-16T00:03:00.001-07:002012-07-16T00:06:13.965-07:00Day 3<h2>
Figured it out</h2>
So I figured it out... I'm leaving, I think. We'll see how it works out. I'm excited and depressed, but more on that later once I get the details worked out. Sad thing, I was bored a few minutes ago and I decided I would read my facebook timeline from bottom to top. It started on June 14th 2008. That's four years ago and yet somehow I don't remember much of it all. As I was reading I realized that I used to have some really solid friends who used to help me with everything, but as time has gone on I've lost touch with them and some of them I haven't talked to in years and what's more is a lot of them I'd feel strange ever contacting again. It makes me realize how sobering this trip of mine might actually be... because in all likely hood I could be gone for up to four years and that's pretty close to how long it's been since I left Minnesota. I'm extremely afraid of losing the great friendships I've made over the past couple of years. I don't want to let go again for the fourth time. I mean I guess it's just for school so I should be able to visit a lot, but still I think it'll be harsh not being able to see my family and friends every now and again instead of every few months. I do feel like it is what God's calling me to do though so I won't argue... It's just hard to put all my trust in Him sometimes. Prayer would be helpful if you're willing.<br />
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Best wishes,<br />
- The Nostalgic MindOZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-78428436994494509692012-06-03T21:53:00.000-07:002012-07-16T00:05:31.495-07:00Day 2<h2>
Back Again...</h2>
So my answer, I believe, is drawing close. I've been praying and waiting for God to meet me. I think He's getting somewhere and convicting me more strongly. I'm still looking to understand who I am, but I think now it's not as important for me. Mainly the reason being that I feel like God will provide. There's this one thought that God is stirring in my mind that I am really quite scared of pursuing, but I guess the thing is there's no reason to be anxious for tomorrow is there?<br />
*change in thought...<br />
One thing that's been bugging me as of late is how little time I devote to reading and writing anymore... I used to read hundreds of books every summer. Yet, now I can't remember the last time I actually finished a book or even started one. It's really saddening to me. I say I don't have time, but I'm always a nightowl so why not just do it then? Eh, whatever we'll see how that goes I've been lacking sleep as of late. Speaking of which another thing that bugs me is how rarely I dream anymore. Dreams used to be the boost to my creativity, but now that I'm lacking them... I'm lacking much inspiration.<br />
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Regards,<br />
- That Small Bit of ConvictionOZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-76487878995030326772012-05-21T21:31:00.001-07:002012-07-16T00:04:54.379-07:00AddictionAddiction to something thought to be expression. The need for creation. The splash of colors falling from their eyes. The solemn face is just a guise. Lost in thought, lost in another place. It's time for me to understand what it is I need to face. The lack of certainty in that mystical dreamland. I need to look to Him for His open Hand. The Creator of all creation to lead the way. To help me stay when I tend to sway.<br />
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From,<br />
- The DaydreamOZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518146638405847953.post-66487107374218507402012-05-21T21:17:00.002-07:002012-07-16T00:05:08.747-07:00Day 1<h2>
Assessing where I'm at and where I need to go (Part 1):</h2>
So I guess the first step in understanding what I want to do begins with understanding who I am and how far I've come despite how small the distance might be. I know I want to help others and I would like to do it as a future job and I would like it to be through something I love and enjoy. So what is it that I enjoy? What do I want to pursue? I'm not entirely sure. I know I love to draw, doodle, play with computers, and just create stuff in general. How do I combine these things? I guess that's what I'll have to contemplate. If you have suggestions let me know. I think I have some ideas, but I'll save that for a later post.<br />
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Your friend,<br />
- My ContemplationOZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528248899035240696noreply@blogger.com0