Monday, March 31, 2014

How to Cry

Step One
Bottle up all pain that you feel and hold it in for as long as you possibly can.

Step Two
When your bottle can hold any more pain, uncap it.

It feels so good to let all the pain flow out through the purest and simplest way humanly possible...        a tear.

Moon

I've always thought that the moon is beautiful.  I used to watch it from my bed room window when I couldn't sleep.  It just seemed to calm me and loved the feeling of peace that it gave me.  I love how it looks, I love the faint glow it gives during the night, and how pure and white it looks in the black sky.  But I've always wondered how something so majestic could be so far away.  It makes me envious that it can show its beauty from so far away.  I also wonder what the moon is.  Scientist say that its just a gray rock that orbits our planet, but I want to believe that it's more that.  I want to believe that man never stepped foot on the moon.  That man never tainted its radiance by stepping on it.  I want to believe that it's not just a rock, but that its brilliance comes from within it and that it's alive.  I want to believe that I might be able to walk on it someday, but I wonder what I would think if I did.  I'm scared that if I walk on it I might discover that it's just a bare, gray rock floating in the middle of no where.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

SPACE CAMP

I remember going to space camp.  I remember the other kids that were there with me.  I remember orientation and getting assigned to a space ship.  I remember my crew and the brave faces they put on when we received our mission.  I remember being the pilot.  I remember my captain.  I remember being nervous when she talked to me about what route we were taking.  I remember her touching me and telling me that I was good at flying the ship.  I remember things going wrong.  I remember being attacked by enemy fighters.  I remember my captain yelling at me to do evasive maneuvers.  I remember panicking.  I remember being trapped and then boarded by aliens.  I remember being shot at. I remember her getting taken hostage.  I remember pain from the laser hitting me in the leg as I watched them drag her away.  I remember confusion, anger and frustration as the surviving crew realized what had just happened.  I remember the first officer taking command and organizing a rescue mission.  I remember climbing back into my chair touching the controls of the ship.  I remember flying the ship once again, but this time she was crippled and difficult to control.  I remember landing on enemy grounds.  I remember being a part of the rescue team.  I remember not getting a phaser because I wasn't a security guard.  I remember sneaking into the base and rescuing the captain.  I remember picking up a phaser from a dead alien and joining the fight.  I remember escorting her back the the ship were she was in command once again.  I remember finishing the mission.  I remember flying my cripple space ship back to control.  I remember the captain thanking me for rescuing her.  I remember her telling me how brave I was.  I remember a soft warm hug and a peck on my cheek as she said goodbye.  I remember wishing that camp wasn't over.  I was 10 years old and desperately remember wishing that space ships and aliens were real just so I could have an adventure for a little while longer.  I wish I was 10 again.

Mama's Sandwiches

This post goes out to my friend's mom for making me a couple of delicious sandwiches. Thank you so much, they were so good.  If we knew each other better, then I would go to your house and give you a giant hug.  I know that sounds weird, but those sandwiches really were dang good.  I tried my best to make them last and savor every bite, but as soon as my teeth sank into them, they were gone.  That was a really sad moment that day.  I thought that I heard my heart crack a little.  Please make them again soon.  Not a day goes by that I don't crave the juiciness of one those sandwiches.  I'll try to patiently wait, but I don't know how long I'll last.  Love you lots and thanks again.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Why Astronauts Shouldn't Eat Baked Beans



What a weird commercial.  I liked it but it is really random...enjoy :)

Dear Satan,

     Please stop tempting me and trying to kill me, I don't really like when you do that sort of thing.  I'm only a teenager and would like to live a little bit more before I die and you try to take me.  Also I would rather go to heaven and not hell, so stop tempting me to do bad.  I know that you want me to go down with you but I'd rather not.  Hell seems so undesirable and I hear that it's like a thousand degrees down there.  That sucks.  I think that the only reason that you want to tear others down and bring them to your level is because you're jealous of the good people who get to go to heaven.  That's it, isn't it?  Whatever Satan, just because you're jealous doesn't mean that you act like a jerk.  When I die I hope that we don't have to meet, because if we do, I will probably kick you right in your sack.  Stop tempting and killing me!

-Archer

Monday, March 10, 2014

My Music

I know that I don't have a lot of songs on my playlist, I just don't have a lot of time to add to my grooveshark account.  I'll try to add more to my playlist, even though I bet that no one really listens to my music selection.  Music is important and we should try to use it to connect us more.  Hope you enjoy my songs, I know that I've enjoyed some of yours :)

Our Fears

"Fear is an unpleasant emotion induced by a threat perceived by living entities, which causes a change in brain and organ function and ultimately a change in behavior, such as running away, hiding or freezing from traumatic events. Fear may occur in response to a specific stimulus happening in the present, or to a future situation, which is perceived as risk to health or life, status, power, security, or in the case of humans wealth or anything held valuable. The fear response arises from the perception of danger leading to confrontation with or escape from /avoiding the threat (also known as the fight-or-flight response), which in extreme cases of fear (horror and terror) can be a freeze response or paralysis."

-Wikipedia


That is the wikipedia definition of fear, but thats not how we understand fear.  We need to know theses questions.  First, what is it that we as humans fears most? Second what causes us to fear certain things? Third how do we conquer our fears?

First, humans have all sorts of fears and phobias that don't make a lot of sense.  But a lot of fears are real and can really affect us.  What am I afraid of?  Well, one of my biggest fears is other people giving up on me. If others give up on me, then I would give up on myself and I would probably give up my will to try, feel, love, and even live.  And that scares me a ton.

Second, many things cause fear.  Experiences, weird disorders, images, stories.  The list goes on and on.  I don't think that we should try to avoid gaining or learning fear, but we should find better ways to get past them and react to them.  One experience that gave me fear for a while was getting a gun shot right next to my ear.  That caused me to jump or twitch whenever there was a really loud sound.

Third, like before there are many was to react and try to respond to our fears.  Most of these ways can be broken into two categories, flight or fight.  We can avoid them and run away, hoping that they eventually go away.  Or we can face them and try to beat them and conquer them. I don't really know which one is the best.  My fears just kinda go away after a while, they just fade into nothing I guess.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

What Are You Doing?

Have you ever seen somebody do something and you can't help but think "What on earth are you doing?" And you think this because someone is doing something completely unorthodox or stupid or they are doing something that they have no idea how to do.  And when you see them doing that thing, you have one of two reactions.  The first one is you go and interrupt that person and demand to know what they are doing and why they think they can even attempt to do that.  The second one is you just sit there and watch them fail at whatever they are doing or just laugh at them because they look so ridiculous while doing it.  Which ever option you do, we all get this facial expression and exclaim "What are you doing?"

20 Uses for Bricks


  1. build something
  2. kill someone...on second thought, don't
  3. break a window
  4. paper weight #stolen
  5. stepping stool
  6. chew toy (ouch)
  7. weight lifting #swoll
  8. juggle them
  9. play kick the brick
  10. knock cats off of fences
  11. a writing prompt (ironic, huh?)
  12. suicide...don't forget to call the tip-line 
  13. paint it
  14. dress it up
  15. throw it at something or with someone
  16. follow yellow ones #Oz
  17. break into a car #stolenforreals
  18. head stone (I'm sorry for your loss)
  19. spell it...if you can
  20. nothing, it's a brick, it doesn't really do much...or does it?

leave some comments and add to my list, see if you have any different or original ideas...