Se7enism, 5ivntology, Tw0atholicism.

"When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things. " Chapter 13, verse 11

interesting way to look at things indeed. my problem is that in a world where the infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind, the sheer number of experiences I could have is uncountable, breathtaking even, and i have people here telling me that what im doing with my life is... unacceptable. its not "the way things are supposed to go." "you go to school, you get out then you go to college, after college you get a job and you raise a family. thats the rules thats how it works." well not me. i refuse to live trapped in loops, reliving a few days over and over, and envision only a handful of paths laid out before me.

--fuck this cookie cutter mold bullshit.

In the beginning, when i was a child, anything i could dream was possible 10 seconds later without a doubt. i thought as a child. in my opinion dreams are childish things... thats where and when we perfect them right? well im not putting mine anywhere. mine are far too valuable to be kept apart from me for even the most minuscule amount of time. back then i spoke as a child as well... i said what i wanted when i wanted, thats the way things worked for me back then. understanding went the same way, people said things to me, i questioned them accordingly and acted.

u know what... all im tryna say is... We see the same things every day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation on the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of societal norms.


And no, I don't have all the answers. I don't know how to jolt myself into seeing what each moment could become as well as i did back then. But I do know one thing: the solution doesn't involve watering down my every little idea and creative impulse for the sake of some day easing my fit into a mold. It doesn't involve tempering my life to better fit someone's expectations. It doesn't involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up.

This is very important, so I want to say it as clearly as I can:
We're The Grown-Ups Now, And It's OUR Turn To Decide What That Means.

my childish things are up in that tree over there, last one to the top has to do paperwork for the rest of the day!





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The morning after The Ressurection

I should be asleep right now. Well, not that I have a bedtime, it’s just my body and my mind never seem to be on one accord. MJ fell asleep an hour or two ago. She was trying to stay up with me but her little body gave out, as determined as her mind was she just couldn’t hang. I tucked her in again just now. I think I love her the most while she is asleep, is that a bad thing? Lol. Anyways, I just drew out [what I named], “My Perfect Master Plan/Idea.” It came out to be a complicated mess just like my love life but somewhere in the middle it all comes together to create the ending I haven’t exactly completed. All it took was an old poster paper, a pen, and my dreams… I like it. I might just take a picture of it and post it along with this short blog-- well, maybe… just don’t count on it or anything. Anyways, I’m just about defeated after all, my body wins tonight but trust me my mind is far more clever than this, till tomorrow night,

Chantaya aka 3n1 aka the dragonfly (-:

P.S. thank you Jesus

Taco Tuesday!

good evening inkernet. today today todayyy was... something of an important event if i do say so myself, considering of course how the days events played out. this morning i was out doing everyday things of course, actually i had to go to court but after all that i came home completely tired out of my mind and proceeded to drift off into my own little land of dreams. now the high point of the day came around 2am when i was up watching a movie entitled "The Movie Hero". it starred some random actor reminiscent of John Mayer lol. but the entire concept was built around the idea that said John Mayer look-alike's life is being watched by an audience that only he can see. now i guess im just silly like that but this movie is entirely true, lol. now how many of us are getting dressed at looking at ourselves in the mirror thinking about how we look from a third person perspective, or smiling a certain way because we just Know this is how its supposed to look... anybody else ever feel like they're starring in their own movie... story... poem even? lol. the best part about the whole thing is how the main character is chasing after this girl he calls his "love interest". its even more optimistic to entertain the idea that for 1, we're all starring in our own story 2, we all have a specific lover interest that we're destined to hook up with and 3, that theres always a villain we're gunna get a chance to track down, discover, and over-throw his evil plan (or maybe the other way around just for us evil doers.) either way... lifes looking up and i'll get back with you suckas later.
Peace yo.










^se7en, and me... dirty ass room, taco tuesdays^

From Lazy Sunday 2 Lazy Monday :/

now im all for a lazy sunday out the week but i absolutely Hate mondays. no good can come from a monday afternoon with nothin to do... this is how black folks in up in jail! so i find myself sittin in my room copiously staring out the window wishin that a meteor would hit or a plague of undead ninjas would attack... anything more interesting than watchin my life drift away into nothingness... anybody with any ideas feel free to drop some suggestions... in the meantime watch this.

fires out... tires kicked... lol

woop woop. the end of a lazy ass sunday... took a bunch of pictures i prob wont keep.









andddd laughed at a video of the bestest friend... which of Course i'll post here for your viewing pleasure...

Joose


now if that doesn't make u laugh... or at least feel a lil strange inside... then i dunno what will. all in all, today was utterly worthless and a complete waste of time. as it should be.

Lets Kick The Tires And Light The Fires Big Daddy!!!

Well hello there... today is... well today just is. its a lazy sunday afternoon and i got outta bed entirely too early. any other sunday i'd be nose deep and eyes up peeking over a cresting wave of huge smothering blanketness. everything seems to slow to slooowwww waay down on sundays. but on that note... be right back after this nap folks.










^mi bestest friend chantaya doin exactly what u should do on sundays^


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