Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
And I've been tested
I was born tired
And I never got rested
Harder than Marble stone
I'm better off,
Cause I'm not the one
No I'm not the one
You wanted it all
But I'll give you,
I'm not the one
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
You are a Libra
Your ruling planet is Venus, the mythic goddess of love and beauty. Because of this, lots of people think Libra should be the easiest sign to understand. All you need is love, right? Wrong. Libra is an air sign. And air is concerned with ideals and principles above all else. Ah, love. Of course you think a lot about love. But the operative word here is think.
Your idea of love isn't really an intimate, steamy tête-à- tête or a chaotic explosion of uncontrolled passions. More likely it will involve a quiet meeting in a pleasant environment, where you can expound on one of your many theories on the perfect relationship, your concepts about how people ought to behave toward each other, and your clear, faultless vision of a world where everything is balanced, ordered, symmetrical and harmonious.
All that discussion about love can drive more emotive types mad. Although you can be as sexually inspired as any other sign, in the end the sharing of ideas is as important to you as the sharing of bodies. If there's no communication, you can get bored pretty quickly. Your sign has less to do with ordinary sweaty human coupling than any other, and for you love must always be stylish, never coarse.
Libra is the great perfectionist of the zodiac. You use the words "fair" and "equal" a lot. You believe passionately in fairness, which can cause you unhappiness, because life and people aren't always fair. You also believe passionately in equality, and here, too, you may encounter unhappiness, because finding a relationship where each partner gives and takes exactly the same amount and loves the other equally is like finding a unicorn.
No doubt you believe in unicorns too, and you're prepared to go on searching for that perfect companion, that perfect career, that perfect environment where no human mess intrudes. You're forever seeking the Good, the True and the Beautiful. And in your eternal efforts to change the world and make it a place where the Good, the True and the Beautiful can make their abode, you're likely to genuinely succeed in making life just that bit better and more beautiful.
Librans have the gift of creating style, grace and harmony wherever they go. You pursue your goals with diplomacy, tact and statesmanship, since you know much more gets accomplished when you've managed to convince people that your idea is their idea by a liberal use of the royal Libran "We". Of course, you usually do exactly what you want. But you have the knack of getting everyone around you to co- operate.
You have a positive hatred of emotional storms, so you probably have trouble expressing your own emotions honestly. Anger, hatred, jealousy, neediness, intense desire - frightening stuff, all of it, and expressing it can get you into trouble (meaning that other people might get hurt or angry with you).
Librans, those great lovers of Truth, are often emotionally dishonest with themselves and with others, although it's never intentional and never out of a desire to deceive. But when your anger blows (and it always does, when you've saved it up for too long), it can really blow. You can be the original "meek as a lamb or mad as a hornet" personality. Yet neither of these is really a true reflection of your essentially harmonious nature.
No matter how many times you get out of balance, the path between the extremes will always beckon with its gentle light, and the search for perfect equilibrium will always ensure that your life never stagnates. And maybe you recognise a secret that lots of other people don't see: that it's genuinely possible for human beings to be more than they are: more Good, more True and more Beautiful.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
2. Nobody can hurt me unless I let them.
3. Don't waste time/energy on somebody that wouldn't do the same for you.
4. Never drink Jack Daniels.
5. Confidence is my most attractive feature.
6. When you burn bridges, you risk setting yourself on fire as well.
7. Trust and friendship walk side by side, not hand in hand.
8. Never confuse lust with love.
9. If he truly likes you, he'll show it, and you'll know it. If not, then dump it.
10. Express what you feel, not necessarily the intensity in which you feel it.
- Tora Jane
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
I wrote this little sketch back over the summer.. But I just discovered it this morning and i think it brings the kind of visual confirmation I've been looking for of a time in my life that has passed.
Love never fails to disappoint.
Love is an illusion, I think I see it when its not really there..
Love is a myth, I've only heard stories of its power and beauty..
Love makes me sick, choking on your bathroom floor..
Love makes me weak, trembling and limp in your arms..
Love makes me strong, picking myself up again..
Love makes me wise, walking out your door forever.
Monday, August 9, 2010
I wonder if other people see them the way I do.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
The need is imagined, a whisper through my mind.
The want is constant.
Teeth tap and clench.
Eyes spin and widen to light and movement.
I want it in my heart. To make it beat. To make it feel.
To feel... what is real feeling?
Lady I swear by all flowers, this is real feeling.
I touch and caress and smell.
Fingers tingling as they pass over warm smooth skin.
I feel and I feel alive.
Heart races but the world moves in slow motion.
So happy I could die, my heart exploding.
My mind is a kaleidoscope of poetry and truth.
Mouth opens and words swim out into the dark.
Eyes and brain try to keep up.
Feet moving aimlessly.
Restless and grinning through my teeth.
Purring and panting to the music of my limbs.
I love myself again.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
This past year seems to have passed me by so quickly. I feel like I've become a completely different person but still carried on the best parts of me into the future, like the first "marathon" runner preserving that vital piece of information because of its importance.. no matter the cost.
Here is just a simple sketch of some of the changes, realizations, highlights, and differences that just one year has brought:
I am a talented human being and can accomplish anything I truly choose to.
I am a woman.
I have gay and lesbian friends.
I am fully capable of thinking for myself (even though I forget to sometimes).
I am beautiful and sexy and glamourous and precious,
--no matter my cup size or what the scale says.
My body is mine and only I can command it.
I still have no desire to try hardcore drugs.
My wrists are scar free and I've committed to keeping them that way.
My clothing, hair, make-up, and jewelry do not define me.
My friends do not define where I do or don't belong.
I am not too polite to call somebody out on their shit.
And I am not too outspoken to be a lady.
The mirror is not an enemy, it is a friend (not a BEST friend, but a friend).
I am confident in my intelligence.
I am a darn good photographer for having taken no formal photography education.
I am not my mother, I am not my father, I am not my sisters or my friends.
--I am happy with this and content being me.
So far, I do not fit into a box.
--I'm OK with this. It's liberating.
I have opinions that deserve respect.
I am person that possesses emotions and feelings. This does not make me weak.
I have the right to choose my own unique future.
I am emotionally and mentally stable enough to function without help.
I enjoy hanging out with my friends Jack and Mary Jane.
--This does not make me a bad or defective person in any way.
I can choose to be whoever I want to be.
I am (more) confident in myself.
I'm starting to care less and less about "social norms".
I'm starting to find out who I really am and what all this will eventually add up to. :)
Monday, April 19, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Idea Log Journal
F U, Penguin
Are you sick to death of being inundated with cute critters almost hourly? Have you created a special file in your inbox for all your coworkers' unsolicited cute finds? Does the idea of a "puppycam" make you kinda queasy? Then this is the book for you! Inspired by the blog of the same name, Matthew Gasteier's F U, Penguin is a hilarious, extremely foul-mouthed anecdote to sneezing baby pandas and cats with poor grammar. Not for the cute enthusiast, or the faint of heart! Gasteier gives a shout out to every wrinkly, wet-nosed fiend that has made its place in our lives, and calls it out for what it is: totally pathetic.