It has been quite some time since I updated this blog. I have focused much of my blogging on my venture "The Milk N Kookies Show". This venture has proved to be more time consuming and valuable than I ever suspected. So much in fact, it will be growing into a new branch of business that I hope will prove to be lucrative.
I have come to discover my talents in life are not about tangible proofs of results, but in my ability to dream, imagine and implement thoughts and ideas into realities. I summon many possibilities and choose the ones with the most plausibility of fulfillment. It's my nature to nurture dreams .. Not that there's anything wrong with that ...
Friday, February 6, 2009
Thursday, April 24, 2008
The Limelight
The spotlight is on me. I am going to trip and fall. Dozens of animated avatar eyes staring at me through their empty souls. Waiting to see how much I can carry before I lose my balance. How did I end up here and why? I didn't see it coming, somehow the blaring horns of the train barreling down on me as I lay strapped to the tracks wasn't a signal. I missed it, I took a nap at a bad time. Even as I said yes, I said no. I am rambling for the sake of hearing my fingers pound on the keyboard. I got to get some sleep, tomorrow the floodlights will take away the soothing darkness of 4am
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Irony
Today My Aunt Sue had her operation to remove a cancerous growth from her breast. Luckily, the surgery itself went fine and they will soon know how successful the procedure itself was. My grandmother and I urged my mother to also have a mammogram done as a safety precaution since several of my family members have battled cancer in the past.
I am feeling slightly burdened and isolated. In a sense, I want to avoid all human contact, be left alone and just hide my face in a pillow for awhile. On the other hand, I feel pangs of loneliness tugging at me, reminding me I am already quite isolated. I hate irony.
I am feeling slightly burdened and isolated. In a sense, I want to avoid all human contact, be left alone and just hide my face in a pillow for awhile. On the other hand, I feel pangs of loneliness tugging at me, reminding me I am already quite isolated. I hate irony.
Monday, November 5, 2007
New Blog Annoucement!
Interested in keeping up on developments in Atlantic City? Check out my new Blog!
http://atlanticcitydiary.blogspot.com/
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Boundaries
I cannot understand or comprehend why people feel the need to violate others. Be it emotionally, physically or spiritually there seems to be some people who feel it's ok to tread on others without remorse. Perhaps some people don't respect the limit of others or see the consequences of their actions and how it can effect the other person. I think ones own boundaries are a sacred commodity that should never be sacrificed or manipulated to further someone else's own goals and objectives. Limitations exist for a reason, let it be.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Something to Ponder
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
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