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My blog could be considered a dangerous thing. I don't think it is. Everything I write is completely honest. Some posts are commentary, some posts are stories, some are boring, some are fun. Most often it's a window into the part of my subconscious that cannot be communicated verbally. It's meant to be the place I spill, organize and store my abstract hidden things. You can really access a lot about me through the blog, and it's partially there for that purpose. To find out the things I cannot say, and don't necessarily need to be said. But its also a tool for me, the process of writing/blogging is therapy in some sense. However, there's a lot missing. To read it, and to think that it is all of me, would be very wrong. That's why it can be misleading. A lot of people read it, and they misinterpret. No one really knows what I actually mean by a lot of the things I say, and that's not my problem. Like I said, its only there partially for the purpose of letting people into that part of me, the rest is there for me, for my subconscious to come out. To take it literally would be a dangerous thing for the reader.

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In that space where infinity above meets immensity below we see the first sign of a new dawn. Dark always gives way to light; for a brief moment nothing is forbidden, everything is possible. But what would we do if the light never came? Maybe we would lie down. Maybe we could go back to sleep. Maybe we could wake up. - Adbusters

The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere; they’re in each other all along. - Jelaluddin Rumi (1207-1273)

Adopt the pace of nature: Her secret is patience. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

"The poet Rilke was afraid that if he got rid of his demons, he would lose his angels as well. Of course the danger of clinging to our demons to save our angels is that our demons may well take over." - Tim Farrington

Amnesia is not knowing who one is and wanting desperately to find out. Euphoria is not knowing who one is and not caring. Ecstasy is knowing exactly who one is-and still not caring.
- Tom Robbins

Remember this
This list has been floating around the draft section of my account for days now. Anyway here it is.

-Open a business with Jordan
-Take a photography class
-Buy a Eurovan
-Get all my teeth fixed
-WWOOF-ING
-Go back to school, get an applied skill...certified in something useful: GIS, Writing, Hospitality, Web Design
-Pacific Crest Trail

Now that, that is out there, I'm moving on. I'm giddy. It's so weird, for some reason it's like I never even knew that feeling existed in the first place, even though back in the day I experienced it. I guess I just never got that close to 'giddy', even if I wasn't unhappy in any sense. But now I feel silly. Could it be all this new experimentation? It brought about a lot of change. Good things. And I have learned a lot about myself, about us. That's probably what's making me feel sublimely good, but not in my mind, it's started in my tummy. And my mind is just starting to recognize that.

It's funny this is all on top of one of my common weeks of snow balling health issues. First starting with a lovely ugly fat cold sore on my chin, thank god for Abreva. Then turned in to a weird lingering and fluctuating cold, to a freaking UTI. I had a positive experience at a small urgent care clinic last night that addressed the UTI. But even while my body does this, gets one thing wrong, then ten right on top of it, I'm feeling good. Should I be proud of myself for not letting it damper things? But it's probably the reason I'm surprised to feel so happy in the first place.

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Tuesday, November 3, 2009

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