All I really ever wanted in life was to be desired. Desired for the soul I carry, its beauty and grace.
Isn't that want everyone wants?
I was sitting at home watching Jessica Alba kick ass on Dark Angel and I was daydreaming about the time in the near future where I would be that cool with my Tae Kwon Do skillz and my thoughts wondered around to various people and how they treat themselves and the people around them.
My soul floats between two worlds, the clouds and earth. I walk an ever floating line of thought that never stays grounded but soars into the heavens.
I realized innocence in a new way. I realized why it takes so much to really get me angry. I realized that I don't value this world at all. I value no things that would bind me to this planet. I have no need. I don't aspire to greatness. I don't aspire to be famous, or win the pulizer, or nobel prize. I don't care about the reward system that people have in place to raise some people above the rest. I don't need humans telling me I am great! Especially ones that think the world should bow down to them.
I have no desire to meet these people. I have only wanted to meet one person in recent history that was famous and that was mother teresa! She would have so much to teach me about life.
I mean wouldn't it really be so cool to think that all the kindness and repsectful acts that we do that go
unnoticed everyday would really be documented and store as treasure to be had once we are dead? I mean, that is a reason enough for me to help that old lady acorss the street or to help my little bro with his homework, or to be nice to my sister when I really want to give her a black eye.
Ok...now...I know this may look suspicious after my last journal, but isn't these acts of kindness what makes our souls beautiful? I mean wouldn't it be cool to think that our souls collect colors everytime we do an kind act, and so some souls are dark, and others are breathtakingly radiant?
To walk on the beach and with each light footstep shimmering radiance slips out the soles of our feet and bounces into the sky like shimmering diamonds.
I want to go home. Please someone take me home.
Isn't that want everyone wants?
I was sitting at home watching Jessica Alba kick ass on Dark Angel and I was daydreaming about the time in the near future where I would be that cool with my Tae Kwon Do skillz and my thoughts wondered around to various people and how they treat themselves and the people around them.
My soul floats between two worlds, the clouds and earth. I walk an ever floating line of thought that never stays grounded but soars into the heavens.
I realized innocence in a new way. I realized why it takes so much to really get me angry. I realized that I don't value this world at all. I value no things that would bind me to this planet. I have no need. I don't aspire to greatness. I don't aspire to be famous, or win the pulizer, or nobel prize. I don't care about the reward system that people have in place to raise some people above the rest. I don't need humans telling me I am great! Especially ones that think the world should bow down to them.
I have no desire to meet these people. I have only wanted to meet one person in recent history that was famous and that was mother teresa! She would have so much to teach me about life.
I mean wouldn't it really be so cool to think that all the kindness and repsectful acts that we do that go
unnoticed everyday would really be documented and store as treasure to be had once we are dead? I mean, that is a reason enough for me to help that old lady acorss the street or to help my little bro with his homework, or to be nice to my sister when I really want to give her a black eye.
Ok...now...I know this may look suspicious after my last journal, but isn't these acts of kindness what makes our souls beautiful? I mean wouldn't it be cool to think that our souls collect colors everytime we do an kind act, and so some souls are dark, and others are breathtakingly radiant?
To walk on the beach and with each light footstep shimmering radiance slips out the soles of our feet and bounces into the sky like shimmering diamonds.
I want to go home. Please someone take me home.
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I hope you had a lovely weekend even though you didn't go out Saturday night!
*covers you in kisses*