tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331196400610587622024-02-22T03:22:42.192-08:00colouring 101red, yellow and blue:
the primary coloursone Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-46179661254481526832009-03-15T14:34:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:38:13.857-07:00marching and breakinga lot of people will disagree with me, but teachers most certainly need their breaks. you have no idea how exhausting this is until you actually do it.<br /><br />clearly there are far too many people commenting on things they haven't the first clue about. <br /><br />congratulations, teachers.<br /><br />break away.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-49684547876605953172009-02-19T19:59:00.000-08:002009-02-19T20:03:03.598-08:00floating or spinningit's so much more those everyday creations than anything chaotic. this whole thing operates in some sort of perfect hanging there law of things - everything just so. you are not going to get too much outside of it. even when you spiral spiral downward, you do it relatively quietly and over a long period of time. and meanwhile, just breathing breathing and not floating away, wishing gravity would pay tribute to your so-called chaos - like couldn't the earth just stop spinning for a minute and acknowledge you, damnit. but it just keeps on spinning.<br /><br />it's all just perfectly hanging there and going on endlessly - a palette of experiences. just look around at all the creations - a veritable experience movie picture show.<br /><br />well, you know what that is, don't you?one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-79770760986140554522009-02-19T15:40:00.000-08:002009-02-19T19:59:45.135-08:00changing in a phone boothin the interest of<br />saving time<br /><br />(cape and all)<br /><br />i'm synthesizing<br /><br />in the interest of<br />saving time<br /><br />(flying stance)<br /><br />do it all at onceone Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-19937418341295085272009-02-07T12:58:00.000-08:002009-02-07T13:14:59.566-08:00the rightest wrong answers at an interviewi hope you don't mind, but i'm not into forcing beliefs of any kind on anyone. i'm into highly critical thinking. i'm into knowing you believe something sometimes because you've tested it. by learning something's wrong, by how you feel it, you come to know in fact what's right - it's how you feel it. and suddenly, honing a sense of self awareness becomes the most important skill that you can push on a child. because they <b style="font-style: italic;">are</b> malleable, in some senses, like fresh as a soft new snow. and you <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">can </span>put things on them. but you have a responsibility <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">not</span> to simply put on them the things that are bogging <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">you</span> down. if you want to be a teacher, you better get inside your <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">own</span> head and figure out what's wrong with you. and you better keep some tabs on that, or just make yourself better. you have a responsibility to these kids. they don't have any choices. <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">we </span>don't let them. so they didn't choose you, they didn't sign up for you. you chose them. you signed up for this. you must recognize that they are impressionable or you wouldn't be here. so you better use this awareness for good, my friend, or so help me... i probably won't be able to do anything about it. but i wish i could get my superpower on somehow and stop you. i swear if i hear any of you say <i>beacuse i said so</i>... i will do nothing. but every time you say it, it kills me a little. even if i don't hear it. so have <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">that</span> on your conscience.<br /><br />if there's anything you are doing as a teacher, it is fostering a new sort of mentality - the only mentality that any of us who are looking can see as being that which is necessary to change the world. sure, math along the way, science along the way, language easily along the way - it's stitched into the fabric of our very existence... music most definitely along the way. but encourage a new mentality. this is the only job you have been chosen for. save the world, cheerleader.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-46025286835794713222009-02-07T09:16:00.001-08:002009-02-07T09:20:57.829-08:00blessed blessed alonenessthere is something to be said for the people in my life right now, that despite how much i love being alone, i cannot leave them alone. i would give up being alone for all of you.<br /><br />that being said, i do very much enjoy it.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-81566064463212586372009-01-24T20:04:00.000-08:002009-01-24T22:10:08.595-08:00what of all your bare skin?it's too cold for even my casual wear.<br />how did you hair dids do it?<br />i lost my toes in sheepskin packaging,<br />your's already primed to be broken.<br /><br />some kind of crazy spirits or something.<br />frankly, i'm astonished.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-65513200816895596152009-01-16T20:42:00.000-08:002009-01-16T21:08:03.781-08:00i love the whole while this whole thing plays out.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-17823050153231756562009-01-16T14:58:00.000-08:002009-01-16T15:03:14.294-08:00be not ashamedyour dreams may change. your direction may change. your focus may change. but while you are here, you will change someone. and change is the only lasting thing in the universe. that's pretty powerful. sure, the people you have changed will change again and it may seem like the change you inspired is gone, diminished, insignificant in the face of this new change. but your change is a precursor for further change - a catalyst, even. it is forever etched into the fabric of the universe. it's like that whole newton: genious-but-wrong-and-where-would-science-be-without-him thing?<br /><br />it is right for you to be here. even if you don't know what you're doing, it is still right, now.<br /><br />that chronic sick feeling that's been following you around and keeping you up in the middle of the night? that's just evidence that you are an intelligent and decent creature. take solace in that, if you can. you see what's wrong, where so many are blind. you think about things, where so many are clouded. granted, it will be harder for you. because when you know better, you are obliged to do better. it becomes your responsibility. and when you don't, it plagues you.<br /><br />shame is the awareness of guilt. it comes from knowing you've done something wrong. it comes from knowing what's wrong in the first place. no matter how religious or spiritual you are (and i would argue you are more spiritual than you even know - that's just how easy this Godling business comes to you), the tenet 'be not ashamed' is valuable. but ashamed is not an adjective. it is a verb. it is not a state of being, and it most certainly doesn't expect you to miraculously feel good about things you know you have done wrong. it simply means: do not go onward to do that which you know is wrong.<br /><br />go onward. be not ashamed.<br /><br />you know better. act accordingly.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-884470817168484942009-01-15T17:51:00.000-08:002009-01-15T17:54:34.666-08:00miraculous vibrationThe key to my very existence – in fact, the key to all of existence, is merely vibration. Even science agrees. Merely vibration, <i style="">and nothing more.</i> God vibrates and the world exists.<br /><br />Merely vibration? Responsible for <i style="">all of this</i>? If that’s not a miracle…<br /><br />Vibration can exist in harmony, or in disharmony. It is a very delicate balance and your very awareness of this vibration and the potential for harmony and interaction and creation gives you the power to play with it.<br /><br />go, play.<br /><br />heal, even.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-49185612899394072702009-01-03T21:00:00.000-08:002009-01-03T21:13:10.106-08:00who choses?who's reality is this?<br />what do you believe?one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-20642178141606765232008-12-30T18:04:00.001-08:002008-12-30T18:05:50.595-08:00is there a line?we love to laugh<br />and we don't care about your expensesone Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-90354197258890566442008-12-24T20:33:00.000-08:002008-12-24T20:38:25.666-08:00you know who you areyou are profound peoples.<br />you, of clear sight.<br />you, of pure hearts.<br />you, of ancient wisdom.<br /><br />it is my pleasure to be in this world with you.<br /><br />merry merry.<br />happy everyday.<br /><br />spread cheer.<br />ripple.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-6913857836203869552008-12-24T20:32:00.000-08:002008-12-24T20:33:33.236-08:00terrifying gorgeous Life,<br />i embrace You.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-44189817490202431452008-12-23T16:24:00.000-08:002008-12-23T16:35:07.292-08:00questions to scream in a parking lotwhere am i going?<br />what am i doing?<br />who's coming with me?<br /><br />spinning<br />and spinning<br />and falling.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-74086905370997965632008-12-19T10:14:00.000-08:002008-12-19T10:41:52.133-08:00the winter wonderleaning against the wind<br />in boots and a cape<br />wielding a shovel<br />and rocking people out of a mess<br /><br />get your superpower on<br /><br /><br />but i cannot help you if you don't want to be helped.<br />check your attitude and gender bias at the door, loves,<br />because outside it's cold and you didn't come prepared.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-1649832175783306012008-12-15T05:39:00.000-08:002008-12-15T05:41:32.798-08:00dancing in the kitcheni dance every morning to survive.<br />i sit for twenty minutes at a time.<br />i smile about things you can't see.<br />i laugh at pretty much everything.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-30194394756909747322008-12-12T17:26:00.000-08:002008-12-12T17:27:29.229-08:00a beautiful mess?life ain't really hard, but it sure as hell ain't easy.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-8489985827522095212008-12-10T20:29:00.001-08:002008-12-10T21:01:29.586-08:00calm and all bumped aboutthis continues to be one of the most horrendous, yet hilarious, times of my life. simultaneously the least and greatest story ever told. i have never been so proud or embarrassed, so tired and well rested. i am at once loud as ever and soundless; never so understood and made to confuse; so unchallenged and so challenging, and even still, the opposite.<br /><br />still, i am running.<br />standing here, i spin.<br /><br /><br />i go laughing.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-32966182512010727212008-11-25T13:38:00.001-08:002008-11-25T13:38:22.691-08:00screw this noisebe still, yo.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-90156529579276433802008-11-17T16:48:00.001-08:002008-11-17T16:48:51.612-08:00children are more beautiful people than adults.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-82237441201421173442008-11-16T06:50:00.000-08:002008-11-16T07:01:03.721-08:00get outside the lunch box, even.when i think of all the space there is on the internet<br /> and these other realms of just infinite possibility<br />like the creative tendencies of the mind<br /><br />and just all of these all of these all of these<br />all of these experiences<br /><br />it's<br />just how infinite all of this is always<br />and just how little we are actually doing with it<br /><br />be infinite, already.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-36193232786141044462008-11-16T06:24:00.001-08:002008-11-16T06:50:29.174-08:00trash all over the place - but it already is.<div style="text-align: left;">i jumped a fence today<br />by a sort-of-beautiful beautiful bridge<br />- all fence and graffitied.<br />watched the water coming in.<br />sat by some garbage.<br /><br />over the fence<br />water going going going.<br /> and a grocery cart.<br />overturned, going nowhere.<br /><br />but why do we pile it up all in once place?<br />out of sight, overturned, going nowhere.<br />why do we pile it up out of our faces?<br />shouldn't we see where it's going?<br /><br />what if we scattered it over the place?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_H9UCvNhyphenhyphenJdb2a9xdvxOI4YbmEqg4-VUYRrZ6HypWh7EZFRRhUcaO5f1KzwgbK3BzN0OZ6BD6iZLMtc6pwfkx2ACpPd0-o3Tc2vIeWtiR_SRrp1hkZfiiT-5BlJEM0wM_F_3Qkxp3fPMN/s1600-h/pile+of+garbage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_H9UCvNhyphenhyphenJdb2a9xdvxOI4YbmEqg4-VUYRrZ6HypWh7EZFRRhUcaO5f1KzwgbK3BzN0OZ6BD6iZLMtc6pwfkx2ACpPd0-o3Tc2vIeWtiR_SRrp1hkZfiiT-5BlJEM0wM_F_3Qkxp3fPMN/s320/pile+of+garbage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269266640451994850" border="0" /></a><br />do you think we could change?<br />when we hardly notice anything.?</div>one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-48702015856294012722008-11-16T03:22:00.000-08:002008-11-16T03:29:04.385-08:00one flew over the cuckoo's nest"I've heard that theory of the Therapeutic Community...how a guy has to learn to get along in a group before he'll be able to function in a normal society; how the group can help the guy by showing him where he's out of place; how society is what decides who's sane and who isn't, so you got to measure up. All that stuff... how the goal of the Therapeutic Community is a democratic ward, run completely by the patients and their votes, working toward making worth-while citizens to turn back Outside onto the street."<br /><br />so school is like a mental institution, and children are insane.<br />and both institutions are running under the same by-the-people-for-the-people pretense.<br /><br />give me insane any day.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-32583213860909238172008-11-14T19:40:00.001-08:002008-11-14T19:48:14.965-08:00with my shoulders up by my earsi wonder how many people are just wandering around grinding their bones and their teeth away with tension, thinking they feel just fine. like: this is just how it feels to be alive.<br /><br />while here i am, biting my tongue, because i know it can be better.<br /><br />but maybe this is just how it feels to be alive.one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233119640061058762.post-91695013003435456972008-11-11T14:45:00.000-08:002008-11-11T14:48:50.346-08:00remember:<pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I dreamed the world had all agreed</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">To put an end to war.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-size:78%;" >(strangest dream by ed mccurdy)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">scatter your arms, people.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">scatter 'em around each other.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">this is called hugging.</span><br /></pre>one Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10163376259208185648noreply@blogger.com1