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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

  • The nightingale..


    I hold it true, whate'er befall;
    I feel it, when I sorrow most;
    'Tis better to have loved and lost
    Than never to have loved at all.

    ~Alfred Tennyson - 1850

    Oh nightingale, be nice.  Will you come and serenade me for just one night?
    Tis all I ask.  How lucky I'd be, if out of every windowsill, branch, or leaf you chose me.
    Your songs were never meant for me, but that lover that you seek.
    Yet I still long to keep you by my side, just to hear you sing.
    For one day, your song soothed my every pain and
    Dried up all of the falling tears from my face.
    I once again felt love and with every note the purest of joys.
    Oh nightingale be nice, do come and stay!

    ~Lady Elizabeth
    Copyright ©2008 

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

  • My family stresses me out and depresses me....

    I understand that God allows many things to happen in one's life....However, it is almost impossible for me to begin understanding why he gave me the individuals that I call "family"....I have never seen such a disunited group of people.  I cannot believe how selfish towards us my dad has become, and how ungrateful my brother is.  It is almost impossible for me to sit here and tolerate having us all under the same roof.  I have tried, over and over again to have patience thinking that one day it will all change.  What I get is a huge headache, dissapointment and their lack of respect.  Even my aunt was surprise to here my dad disrespect me and talk to me in such a demeaning manner.  In actuality a lot of people are surprise at the way my dad talks to me and talks about me.  Of course, why don't I talk back to him  in the same fashion?  Simply because my dad is just ignorant of his actions.  And truly ignorant I must add!  Why?  Because his whole life he has felt that it was ok to disrespect anyone since he sees himself as a "grand sir"  Also, because he believes himself to have been a good dad and based on this believe we should have turned out to be really well off and good to do kids.  However, he doesn't realize how many mistakes he has made while raising us.  Of course I don't hold him to them considering the fact that he did it alone.  But, he should also be understanding of this fact or at least try to understand so that he won't continue making the same mistakes cosidering we are still young adults.  On the other hand there is also my brother who has felt that he needs not to appreciate anything in life because my dad has taught him that you should never gives thanks.  How could my dad teach us such a bad thing...We should be very grateful of what we have because it is not in our right and also we might not be able to enjoy the same things that we have now tomorrow because tomorrow is not guaranteed.  I feel as if this were to be a punishment that I am paying for due to the fault of a previous ancestor and I am just unaware of it all.....sigh.....Why couldn't I have been blessed with a loving, caring, united, family.......

Friday, July 18, 2008

  • Women are unpractical...

    I don't know why when I go into a shopping center for clothes I get highly uncomfortable unless I have something in mind....I am guessing that it's due to the fact that there are so many "in style outfits" out there that  are all highly unpractical but I guess being a woman means that you are just not practical...At least that's what most men have told me and this is an idea that I have now come to terms with.  At first I used to fight with men about this but the more I think about it, the more truth I see to it. 

    So, how practical is a short dress?  The other day I was going up the escalator, and there was a girl wearing a short dress not too far up on that escalator.  The further she went up the more up her dress you could see.  At the end a guy turns around to me and chuckles cause her ass showed until she ran a hand down her dress cause the wind had blown it up a bit as she got off the escalator.  If you need to jump over something or sit comfortably, half your ass is showing, or if you simply cross your legs and your sitting people can see your panties no matter how hard you try...not very practical, unless you are desperately trying to send out a message.  How practical is a dress that shows your cleavage?  Not practical either because if you need to bend down or do something that requires you to lower yourself....How practical is wearing heels?  Well, if you need to run or walk for a long period of time, this is not practical at all and in any case it was invented by a man who noticed that when women wear heels their breast stick out more (look this up because it's a fact)...Clap, clap, what a smart man but not very smart for the woman who needs to do a lot of things.  Study the feet of some of those women who have been wearing heels for a long time...It's disgusting to see how their feet are deformed..What is the point of belts, earrings, bangles etc?  I mean sure they can be a nice addition to the outfit and as someone said to me, it's like "icing to a cake"...However, these things are highly unpractical...I call it putting on more crap...I mean how much crap do you need to put on and for how long do these things last?  Apart from like a ring if you are married, I don't even know anymore why I have bought so much crap like rings and earrings over the years, if I don't even like to wear them...wait...It has been the influence of the few women in my life who keep closets full of things they don't even wear or use anymore....sigh....why God? Why do we desire crap?

    Below we have a celebrity who we look up to for fashion but what the hell is so practical about her outfit?  She has a million rings on her fingers, not just one but 3 bracelets, high heels, a pink belt, earrings and a handbag....ugghh...even I hate myself for carrying a handbag but I have no choice...because for the most part many outfits for women are made without pockets  We are just so unpractical...Seriously, how far can she go if she had to walk? If she has to use the potty, this is a jumpsuit, which means...Unpractical...And her handbag is huge and she has to carry it by hand and then what about at night time?  How much of this does she has to take off to be comfortable?.....amazing....

    In the picture next to this one....I am still trying to figure out the hat...What is wrong with that woman...And the woman in black is so old, has no boobs, so why would she wear that dress?  Poor woman, she was probably badly influenced by society......That's my 2 cents...night night everyone...

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

  • Reflections...Narcissus & Goldmun by Hesse

    I am currently reading this most intriguing book of two distinct friends who meet in a cloister where one is destined to be a priest and the other to lead the life of a wanderer/artist and experience life to it's fullest.  When Goldmun (the wanderer/artist) enters the cloister he falls in love with admiration for Narcissus.  A very strict, intelligent and perceptive man who had become an authority figure at an early age due to his intellect.  Goldmun wants to immediately learn from Narcissus so he begins to learn deals in order to speak and make friends with this man.  He finally gets a chance to converse with Narcissus but two conversations later Narcisuss achieves an unknown goal to Goldmun, which was to awaken him to the fact that he wasn't meant to lead the cloister life.  Goldmun finds this hard to accept but later on realizes that Narcissus was right and that he was only following his father's wishes and not his own.  In a most brilliant conversation Hesse (author of the book) pans out the differences between Goldmun & Narcissus...

    P. 39 Hesse "Narcissus and Goldmun"

    Goldmun:  "You're forever talking of differences-I've finally recognized a pet theory of yours.  When you speak of the great difference that is supposed to exist between you and me, for instance, it seems to me that this difference is nothing but your strange determination to establish differences."
    Narcissus:  "Yes.  You've hit the nail on the head.  That's it: to you, differences are quite unimportant; to me, they are what matters most.  I am a scholar by nature; science is my vocation.  And science is to quote your words, nothing but the 'determination to establish differences.'  Its essence couldn't be defined more accurately.  For us, the men of science, nothing is as important as the establishment of differences; science is the art of differentiation.  Discovering in every man that which distinguishes him from others is to know him."
    Goldmun:  "If you like.  One man wears wooden shoes and is a peasant; another wears a crown and is a king.  Those are differences, I grant you.  But children can see them, too, without any science."
    Narcissus:  "But when peasant and king are dressed alike, the child can no longer tell one from the other."
    Goldmun:  "Neither can science."
    Narcissus:  "Perhaps, it can.  Not that science is more intelligent than the child, but it has more patience; it remembers more than just the most obvious characteristics."
    Goldmun:  "So does any intelligent child.  He will recognize the king by the look in his eyes, or by his bearing.  To put it plainly:  you learned men are arrogant, you always think everybody else stupid.  One can be extremely intelligent without learning."
    Narcissus:  "I am glad that you're beginning to realize that.  You'll soon realize, too, that I don't mean intelligence when I speak of the difference between us.  I do not say, you are more intelligent, or less intelligent; better or worse.  I mierely say, you are different."
    Goldmun:  "That's easy enough to understand.  But you don't speak only of our difference in character; you often speak also of the differences in fate, in destiny.  Why , for instance, should your destiny be different from mine?  We are both Chrstians, we are both resolved to lead the life of the cloister, we are both children of our good Father in heaven.  Our goal is the same: eternal bliss.  Our destiny is the same:  the return to God."
    Narcissus: "Very good.  True, in the view of dogma, one man is exactly like another, but not in life.  Take Our Saviour's favorite disciple, John, on whose breast he rested his head, and that other disciple who betrayed him-you hardly can say that they had the same destiny."
    Goldmun:  "Narcissus, you are a sophist.  We'll never come together on that kind of road."
    Narcissu:  "No road will bring us together."
    Goldmun: "Don't speak like that."
    Narcissus: "I'm serious.  We are not meant to come together, not any more than sun and moon were meant to come together, or sea and land.  We are sun and moon, dear friend: we are sea and land.  It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is:  each the other's opposite and complement."

    This book helps me reflect on the many things that I've seen and experienced in my life...some part of myself that I have often shared with individuals to acquire and answer, and also to receive an answer from individuals who have not been able to understand why I set up differences and hold on to them and why I understand and perceive certain things the way that I do.  However,  I can only say that I began my life like Narcissus and became I guess a combination of Goldmun and Narcissus but I still don't know if the beginning was for pure admiration or if it was because that which I admired wasn't my destiny.  Because like Goldmun to have experience life it means to sacrifice and to sacrifice is a difficult choice and to know one thing and not many things for me is just as painful and sacrificial of a choice....To quote Hesse's Goldmun "Either one lived and let one's senses play..which brought great bliss but was no protection against death...or else one put up a defence, imprisoned oneself for work and tried to build a monument to the fleeting passage of life-then one renounced life, was nothing but a tool; one enlisted in the service of that which endured, but one dried up in the process and lost one's freedom, scope, lust for life."  p.246  Although, in the end Goldmun was past 25 years of age and I have just gotten there, I say that I have quite the upperhand on a lot of things but still haven't been able to settle into that idea of enlisting into something fixed...I guess time will tell but for now that chill still runs through my spine at the thought of becoming a caged bird...Perhaps is like Hesse's Narcissus says, "you are only half awake, or completely asleep sometimes.  I call a man awake who knows is his conscious reason his innermost unreasonable force, drives, and weaknesses and knows how to deal with them." P. 42 I have more to learn and I love books
  • Tres hereuse ^_^

    Actuellement, tout passe bien et je suis tres tres hereuse.  Aussi, je viens de connaitre qqn qui me rend tres hereuse.  Mais cela me fait un peu peur, car chaque fois que Dieu envoit qqn du bien dans ma vie, il y a une grosse tristesse que m'arrive.  J'espere que cette fois ce ne veux dire que je vais perdre a qqn proche a moi....

    Aujourd'hui j'ai ete tres ennerve avec mon frere et sa meuf, car ils ont pris l'habitude de rentrer dans ma chambre sans demander...Mais bon la journee a fini tres bien car encore une fois qqn a su me faire plaisir.  Me fait un peu tristesse qu'il doit voyager de si loin mais j'en suis sure qu'un jour on sera dans le meme endroit.  J'arrive pas a croire que Dieu m'a fait les plus beau des cadeaux...Amen

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