November 12, 2005



  • 0.What’s worse?
         a.) Wanting everything
         b.) Wanting nothing



November 8, 2005



  • KiLL DESiRE






     BEFORE iT KiLLS YOU!!





                
    Killing desire. But is that different from killing dreams? What’s the
    difference between dreams and desires? Well what I meant was killing
    unnecessary
    desires. The desires that make you not enjoy what you already have,
    that always leave you wanting more, that make you take what you do have
    for granted, and that make you sulk mope and throw pity parties.
    Desires make you stand still and not move forward. Dreams, on the
    other hand, make you move. There’s no standing still. It is the goal
    set in front of you motivating you to keep moving forward until you
    reach it. Dreams are still a form of desire, except with dreams you
    have hope and faith of acquiring that which you desire. With dreams,
    you can see the steps you need to take to eventually get to your
    destination. Having dreams is like seeing the bigger picture. It’s like
    being in a car going to wherever it is you really want to go. As long
    as you know you’ll be relaxing on the beach having fun with friends
    sipping pina colatas, you’ll stifle your desire for air conditioning in
    the car or your desire for more leg room because you know your
    destination will be worth it.










    “To end suffering is to end desire”
    -Buddha







    “And happiness . . . what is it after all? Desires are a torment,
    aren’t they? And it’s clear that happiness is when there are no longer
    any desires, not even one . . .” -pg 177, We












November 3, 2005

  •             “Why do we fall, sir? So that we might           
                 better learn to pick ourselves up.” -Alfred Pennyworth        

         
                        

November 2, 2005

  • So I bought myself half-off Halloween candy yesterday,

                       
                       
                      one of
    the bags full of
    Smarties.



                                  
    Smarties Candy Roll Wafers (Bulk)





    Hopefully the saying

                   “you are what you eathas truth to it because

                                           
                 
    I have a test tomorrow
    and  . . .

                           
    . . .
    I needs ta be a smartie!





    =P

September 18, 2005


  •         
                       
               The summer I didn’t have …

                                       
                 Coffee lid #3

September 11, 2005


  •                             
                     
       Out of reach …










                                        
                
    Coffee lid #2

     

September 6, 2005

  • I feel myself.
    But it’s only the eye with a lash in it, the swollen finger, the infected tooth
    that feels itself, is conscious of its own individual being. The healthy eye or
    finger or tooth doesn’t seem to exist. So it’s clear, isn’t it?
    Self-consciousness is just a disease. –We



August 27, 2005

  •        
                             
           
    Daydreaming of you …

                                                      
    Coffee lid #1

August 23, 2005

  •              I think the person you can ever miss
    most is yourself. You’re stuck in new routines, new surroundings, new people
    and you don’t know how to act around all this newness. So you refrain from doing
    anything, and more importantly you refrain from being yourself. For a while you
    don’t realize you haven’t been yourself for quite some time. Dystrophy occurs
    void of physical activity, similarly, your spirit decays void of being
    yourself. And like a swimmer under water all this time, you eventually gasp
    desperately for a breath of that which sustains you. Oxygen, is it? Or is it
    the moments when you are able to express and be exactly who you are.  -written Feb 27

August 19, 2005

  • Oh no, what’s this?

    A spider web, and I’m caught in the
    middle,

    I turned to run,

    The thought of all the stupid things
    I’ve done

    -Troubles, Coldplay