Crazy Long

Lovely things are happening everywhere if you just take the time to stop and look at them. Yes, I know I probably sound like some sort of Prozac commercial, but I saw the most beautiful sunset today. It looked like someone was taking a walk across the sky, leaving a trail of pink, peach, and gray dust in their wake. Which only led my thoughts to the past and straight for a verse I remember from my church going days.
*The clouds are the dust beneath His feet.*
Not positive if that's word for word but it struck a chord deep down in the part of me that I keep locked tight. The place where faith and reality meet.
I've seen things in my life that would bring most people to their knees in repentance...hell, they brought me there at the time...and I know what the truth is. I'm not saying there isn't a God. There definitely is. How can someone look at this planet, know the things we do, and still believe otherwise? That man is a fool. There are so many discoveries in science that have pointed to the existence of a being bigger than our imagination. Bigger than us. A far grander scale of things than we're led to believe. Yet, people still choose to ignore the facts and lean toward the straw grasping theories we call 'fact' while snubbing their nose at what is staring them in the face.
I was raised in the church. My parents, though far from perfect, tried to raise me right. I have to admit they did a good job considering the obstacles in their paths about 90% of the time. I didn't do drugs (except once at eighteen..it’s called being stupid), I wasn't in a gang, I didn't sleep around, and I was overall, a pretty good kid. Thing is, my life revolved around church and religion so much that when one of those let me down, my entire world crumbled. There was a hiccup in my life, which led to an unintended pregnancy. I knew I'd done wrong, but taking from the knowledge that had been instilled in me forever, I knew God would forgive me.
Unfortunately, people weren't as forgiving.
The same people who raised and mentored me. How disappointing is that?
Very...especially to a teenager that truly believed in goodness of people.
My 'worldly' friends were much more understanding, loving, forgiving, and helping than those who dared call themselves Christians. I was ashamed of calling the people in my congregation that.
So I gave up.
On God?
Yes. For a while.
Now, I realize it wasn't his fault. Man is flawed, He is not.
I still resent those people who were too full of their own crap to think twice about their actions.
Oh well.
For those of you who are strong believers, don't get me wrong. I give props to those who are true to their beliefs. It isn't easy to stay on the right path.
But, don't judge people. Don't ever think higher of yourself just because you have this many years in church. Or this many years preaching. None of that means anything to the person you are putting down. You may as well be talking out of your ass for all the good it's gonna do you.
And that is my piece.
:)
If you don't like it, then don't read it. I do this for my own happiness heheheh.
If you like it, great, if it makes you laugh...even better! But nobody's holding a gun to your head.
And if they are...that's sick. Seriously sick.
My thoughts on horses.
Horses are great. Cats are greater. Thus sayeth me.
Chocolate Sardines.
I know what you're thinking...this chick is seriously twisted.
Chocolate sardines?
So hear me out, eh? Yes, hear me out you shall!
This is my own little saying.
You know those moments in life that you think should be sweet...and perhaps they start off that way, they most often do...but then they turn into nasty situations?
CHOCOLATE SARDINES!!
It's those times that tease your senses and lure you in with the promise of delicious pleasure...only to leave you with a salty chunk of fishiness. Maybe even a spine?
Ugh! I just grossed myself out.
ATLANTIS
Yeah, I do think it existed at one point, and perhaps still does.
There is enough 'fact' on both sides of this argument for it to provoke a nice heated discussion on the topic. How does that saying go? Don't bring up religion, politics and Atlantis? heheheh
There are so many theories; I couldn't even begin to tell you my thoughts on all of them.
Instead, I'll leave you with my own.
I think Atlantis was a city, maybe an island, and it just disappeared into another dimension.
They were advanced people! An advanced civilization that probably figured out the 'wrinkle' in the fabric of time and space and now are living hunky dory in another, more calm, Earth.
NEPHILIM (too lazy to really figure out the spelling)
Uh, yeah, the bible says they did at one point...who's to say they still don't?
My theory?
Vampires.
Angels coming down to have sex with women and then their children were considered giants? Maybe giants wasn't the right translation. Maybe it was less literal.
The Nephilim were strong, fast, and almost superhero-ish.
Then the flood?
Perhaps they had to feed off the flesh and blood of dead animals and humans and that's how they became cursed?
or
They struck a deal with the devil, who turned them into 'vampires'
Reason for the ' ' s???
Because vampires, especially lately, have been depicted as glittering hot guys who make you fall madly in love with them. Not exactly the kind I have in mind. Ha ha.
Ok, so now that I’ve bored you to tears. Or made you wonder if I'm in need of psychiatric evaluation. (which I might be) I'll sign off.
I gotta sift through emails and pick some funny topics out. This was sort of fun!
Educational? Absolutely not!
But fun....and after all....isn't that what is most important??
So there is this island just off the shore of Novia Scotia, Canada, called Oak Island.
On it, there is this pit called the Money Pit, and it is supposed to have some crap load of treasure at the bottom. It was discovered by a teen in the late 1700's and since then, NOBODY has been able to dig it out!
Can we say...intriguing?
Cuz I certainly am. =)
Anyway, so when I heard of it, I looked it up and they're still digging. Apparently, whoever built it also set up ingenious traps beneath the ground. Traps no one has been able to handle. Nice.
There are a bunch of theories as to what treasure is down there.
Marie Antoinette’s lost jewels
The Holy Grail
The Ark of the Covenant (indie jones baby!)
Blackbeard's treasure
etc...
I wonder...I'd like to go there and take a look. It would be fun. With all the technology we have these days, you'd think they'd be able to figure out a way to get whatever is down there--out. Or at least figure out if there IS anything there.
Alright, enough with the boring news. Heheheh
Lately it feels as though my heart can be laid bare at any given moment. Or maybe it already has been. I shouldn’t be, but I am, and then I’m not, and then I wonder…grr. And then I’m stuck in the middle between my heart and my head where fear abounds in many different ways. Sigh. I just confused myself. I’m not mad or sad or whatever…just,, well..Just. Lol.
There are things I still have to work on when it comes to my writing hat and my mommy hat.
I really need to start setting aside time as 'writing only' and the rest of my time needs to be spent more constructively.
My family is supportive...and many friends as well.
For which I'm extremely grateful.
I always enjoy the emails from them asking how my writing is going.
And that they follow my tweets, FB page posts, blog, etc...
No way I'd ever be able to pay them back for all their support, but if (when!) I make it...I will certainly try!
My hair looks freakish. Humidity can do that.
It always curls. Grr...
I'm in the mood for Jimmy Johns...
I haven't heard Out of Eden in like forever!
Lord of the Rings is on...yeah baby
Oh! Oh! My muses are lost!
Holmes and Watson...my two main men!
(yeah, I guess it's creepy that they're my muses...but it works for me)
My cat is getting fatter....lol...pretty soon he's gonna be rolling to me.
He's too cute though.
I can't find my Rent dvd. Now doesn't that just bite my arse? Hmm...
I'm in love with FuzzyOrb. =D
I think I'm going to blow out an eardrum...I like to listen to my music really loud. Too loud. Oh well.
"Shot to the heart, and you're to blame...you give love...a bad name"
On a less random and more serious note....
I'm not always goofy.
Just love making people smile.
Life is too short not to have a laugh at your own expense.
Anywho...
I'm trying to get all my printed out crap, notebook notes, and etc...into my laptop.
Oh man!
I'm all finished with my new books so I'm going to have to save up and then go back to that half priced book store.
No, I don't feel shame. :)
I would rather ppl pay half price for my novel than waste money they don't have on it. At least they enjoy it either way. I'm not in it for the money. I just want ppl to love what they read and have a laugh along the way.
I love small towns!
If I ever had a bunch of money, whether it be from lottery, blah blah blah...I'd like to buy a ranch. Or at least some hundred (or more) acres of land to live out the rest of my days on. Preferably near the mountains where all four seasons hit. (sigh) this is my dream!
Horses, land, big open skies! And my laptop and I just relaxing on a front porch swing, taking it all in.
Anyone have tips on how to get motivated? I have no problem once I'm at the gym...it's the getting there part that eludes me.
Maybe I should join a gym with a pool. Now there's my motivation in a nutshell.
I wonder if they sell waterproof literature.
Anywho (can you tell that's my fave saying???)
I'm just listening to....
"You will fly and you will crawl. God knows even angels fall."
Kinda depressing right now. Let's switch it up.
How about....
Vida Loca? Oh yeah! Now we're talking!
Heheheh...I know...sometimes I scare myself.
Soooo.....
My daughter is pretty darn happy about staying up so late. She's wrapping my headphones around her leg, not knowing that I can see her from where I sit. Hmm...I'll give her five more minutes to do the right thing and put them back.
I'm wondering if having two emails is a good thing. It means twice the work.
Speaking of cleaning.
I really need to clean my bedroom. After my tantrum last night, it's a disaster. Cripes.