I'm Fourteen.
And although many people have much more hectic lives, mine feel's pretty hectic.
Photography.
Friends.
Birthdays.
Concerts.
Trips.
Decisions.
Music!
I love music it keeps me going.
I've been watching some movies that are quite interesting.
Some of them i don't even expect anything out of and then i watch and i think about it and i think about it some more.
Thinking is wonderful.
Mr. Edward Magorium:
[
to Molly, about dying]
When King Lear dies in Act V, do you know what Shakespeare has written?
He's written "He dies." That's all, nothing more. No fanfare, no
metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most
influential work of dramatic literature is "He dies." It takes
Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with "He dies." And yet every time I
read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria. And I
know it's only natural to be sad, but not because of the words "He
dies." but because of the life we saw prior to the words.
I've lived all five of my acts, Mahoney, and I am not asking you to be
happy that I must go. I'm only asking that you turn the page, continue
reading... and let the next story begin. And if anyone asks what became
of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple
and modest "He died."
Interesting.
I had the weirdest feeling today.
My eyes were all funky and everything seemed brighter. I had to blindfold myself to fall asleep.
And right before i fell asleep my mind just went into chaos.
Flashes. Images. Sounds.
Nothing made sense. But i couldn't stop my mind. It just kept on going.
I thank God or whoever is up there everyday for small things.
Toothbrushes. Pillows. Dogs. Arms. Air. Lips. Life.
Just for everything.
Thankful.
This is why i post pictures instead of writing.
Pictures you press the shutter. Do some editing and your done.
Its a relatively good picture most of the time.
Maybe not the best but an alright picture.
Writing, is difficult.
My thoughts are so muddled.
I often can't separate them into coherency.
Comments (3)
Brilliant...
Hey, no worries about October. I'm not 100% sure yet that we'll go (I'll be there in July, to see how I feel.) Maybe I can hire a babysitter locally. Go with your gut. If you don't feel peace, then it's not right for you.
I have a weird feeling about October...
Anyway, follow your own path, just like you are.
Those feelings...sound kind of like being in love. Do any of your friends have boyfriends?
May be best you don't come to NM in Oct... I'm going through a dark/conflicted time. Don't know how I'll be in 4 months. Going to work on my book this summer.
Strange, when I got my hair cut--felt like EVERYTHING changed. Like something out of a movie. Suddenly felt like a different person, looked at my life in a different way. Now I don't know what to do.
ah well....it will be revealed.
Ah! I feel the exact same way sometimes... It's like when you know what you want to say and you just don't know how or in what way to say it or you just really don't know what to say. It's complicated..