Dear world,
Do you ever get so busy that you forget what day it is? Is that what college is like? I love pause moments to reflect on life and how it's running. A sad fact that I can't manage much writing when I have three intense classes going on at the same time. Now that those classes have disappeared, time for some good old writing. I feel like I have a pile of ideas and now is the time to write them all down.
Why is the act of separating from someone so difficult, yet once it happens everything can sorta go back to normal? I hate saying good bye even if it's for a little while. I should just tell them to enjoy the rest of their day. Or something. I think saying good bye has a bad connotation because it means that person is leaving your life. Even if that's not true it is. In a sense.
So, today. I forget about good byes and just focus on hellos. And when the next time I'll be seeing that someone whoever it might be again soon.
So I sign off knowing that saying good bye isn't what's important. It's how you felt afterward that matters.
Go find a baseball or something for me.
love,
the musing of a writer
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Friday, November 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
As I sit here musing
Dear World,
This is the musings of a writer. I realize I haven't posted in a long while. I think this is what happens when you have work up to your nose. Things get moved out in priority. so my dear friends this is what's troubling me. I have to draw a self portrait of myself. I've gone through the phases of creativity. The " OH GOD WHAT WILL I DO" phase. Then came the "I HAVE AN IDEA!'. After the "THIS IDEA SUCKS." Back to the drawing board. NOW. I'M At the phase "OK GOT IT. LET'S STICK WITH THIS IDEA". I have a problem drawing myself. It's been with me since I was little. And there is this great photographer named, Mary Ellen Mark who I look to up with a passion. She believes everyone is more important to take pictures of then herself. I completely agree. That's why on my facebook, you wont find three hundred pictures of myself. There is barely 50 and I might be lying there. It's not that I don't find myself worth, but I know what I look like. Other people that I've never seen before, or even people I see on a daily basis are way more interesting. It's fun watching their mannerisms. It's a great way to get ideas for stories. But dear friends I've tricked myself into drawing my self portrait. It's quite good. My idea is to draw my clown character as my self portrait. Not your typical clown you see. It's a character clown. Like an improv character with a few personality traits, but it's apart of yourself. My costume is with no clown makeup either. These clowns just have a red nose. Which is all that's needed. It's about the character that makes the idea funny. And in the background it'll have vaudeville type signs and stuff in the background. I'm pretty excited about it. I have so much more to say, but for now this is all you get. Talk to you soon world. I love you all. And my quote I must leave you with one of my favorite artists. M. C. Escher: " At moments of great enthusiasm it seems to me that no one in the world has ever made something this beautiful and important."
Soon, I'll put a picture of my M.C. Escher inspired painting design.
Good night and good luck world,
may the force be with you,
The writer -
This is the musings of a writer. I realize I haven't posted in a long while. I think this is what happens when you have work up to your nose. Things get moved out in priority. so my dear friends this is what's troubling me. I have to draw a self portrait of myself. I've gone through the phases of creativity. The " OH GOD WHAT WILL I DO" phase. Then came the "I HAVE AN IDEA!'. After the "THIS IDEA SUCKS." Back to the drawing board. NOW. I'M At the phase "OK GOT IT. LET'S STICK WITH THIS IDEA". I have a problem drawing myself. It's been with me since I was little. And there is this great photographer named, Mary Ellen Mark who I look to up with a passion. She believes everyone is more important to take pictures of then herself. I completely agree. That's why on my facebook, you wont find three hundred pictures of myself. There is barely 50 and I might be lying there. It's not that I don't find myself worth, but I know what I look like. Other people that I've never seen before, or even people I see on a daily basis are way more interesting. It's fun watching their mannerisms. It's a great way to get ideas for stories. But dear friends I've tricked myself into drawing my self portrait. It's quite good. My idea is to draw my clown character as my self portrait. Not your typical clown you see. It's a character clown. Like an improv character with a few personality traits, but it's apart of yourself. My costume is with no clown makeup either. These clowns just have a red nose. Which is all that's needed. It's about the character that makes the idea funny. And in the background it'll have vaudeville type signs and stuff in the background. I'm pretty excited about it. I have so much more to say, but for now this is all you get. Talk to you soon world. I love you all. And my quote I must leave you with one of my favorite artists. M. C. Escher: " At moments of great enthusiasm it seems to me that no one in the world has ever made something this beautiful and important."
Soon, I'll put a picture of my M.C. Escher inspired painting design.
Good night and good luck world,
may the force be with you,
The writer -
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Dear World,
So I find myself in an ever constant state of action. Like a revolving window that's ever moving. I don't understand how fate works, but it seems to work for me. Have you ever gotten an interesting phone call from a friend you thought you'd never hear from again, ever? Yeah, me too. Happened today. It's as if I he knew I was thinking of him. Oh the pain he has caused me over the years. Somehow he wanted to catch up, but I wasn't so sweet like usual. I gave him a one to punch and left it at that. It'll probably be 10 years before I hear from him again, if he's alive. Oh, world why does this seem so strangely planned in this life I live? So I posted a few videos on YOUtUbE. Find me at Bound4India for the screen name. Speaking of things in motion. My car is in Missippi right now. How wonderful. It's coming to me!! Now, it's not alive. I promise. It has an operator. So you know midterms are ever looming in my direction. And I really want it to stop. The thought of studying kinda blows my mind. In a way I haven't been able fathom yet. I love action because it's not stagnat. Like how you get to meet someone in your particular field for a job, by accident. I like to joke and say that everything I need happens with careful planning from a creator that lives up above. Or, it's just an accident. What do you think? Is life planned, or a deliberate accident. I leave you my love and a quote from a proverb: There is no beauty but the beauty of action.
Love,
The Musings of a Writer
So I find myself in an ever constant state of action. Like a revolving window that's ever moving. I don't understand how fate works, but it seems to work for me. Have you ever gotten an interesting phone call from a friend you thought you'd never hear from again, ever? Yeah, me too. Happened today. It's as if I he knew I was thinking of him. Oh the pain he has caused me over the years. Somehow he wanted to catch up, but I wasn't so sweet like usual. I gave him a one to punch and left it at that. It'll probably be 10 years before I hear from him again, if he's alive. Oh, world why does this seem so strangely planned in this life I live? So I posted a few videos on YOUtUbE. Find me at Bound4India for the screen name. Speaking of things in motion. My car is in Missippi right now. How wonderful. It's coming to me!! Now, it's not alive. I promise. It has an operator. So you know midterms are ever looming in my direction. And I really want it to stop. The thought of studying kinda blows my mind. In a way I haven't been able fathom yet. I love action because it's not stagnat. Like how you get to meet someone in your particular field for a job, by accident. I like to joke and say that everything I need happens with careful planning from a creator that lives up above. Or, it's just an accident. What do you think? Is life planned, or a deliberate accident. I leave you my love and a quote from a proverb: There is no beauty but the beauty of action.
Love,
The Musings of a Writer
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