Friday, December 5, 2008

Ghosts....Could they be real?

I recently watched an episode of Maury, where they discussed the possibility of ghosts walking the streets of America. I never really believed the idea of mystical beings here on earth, but after watching some of these video clips, I've never been so drawn to the idea that this may very well be true. They showed videos of shadows lingering around and in one instance a man became posessed by spirit which tried to relay a message to what is known as the other realm. Now, the question which now rise is, is all of this true. Is the evidence sufficient enough to believe the claim that ghosts do in fact exist. Does Maury as well as other shows, conjure up these thoughts and create these videos themselves. Well I dont know, and no one knows for that matter. So, it all comes down to faith and what you believe. I am a very religious person and believe in the idea of hevaen and hell, as well as certain spirits, so this may be the reason Im more compelled to believ these accusations of spirits presenting themselves to human beings. However, others, such as some of my friends just cannot fathom the thought of spiritual beings period. So, ghosts, could they be real? Yes, they very well could be, but are they? No on knows.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Love!

To be embraced by a warm wind clasped between wings of protection
Divulging ones ignorant eyes and enlightening them to a scornful yet promising connection
To be steadfast though he slays you
To have such prudence though he pains you
love is not insatiable, his only request is understandment
If ones spirit is immutable it is not love that has siezed your heart but lust that has captivated your eyes
It is not devotion that leads your hands but a temporary desire to connect physically inside
Love should not perplex nor should it be complex to understand
It should sooth your soul and find reverence in yourself and man
Love is not a shield from pain and pain should not deter you from love
but should lure you closer to connect with whom you were destined from above
Love is inevitable, it is not you who choose but he who finds your fit
And in the words of William Shakespear
If any man should prove this wrong
It is not by my hand that this is writ.

sometimes you just have to ask why?

It is'nt until the process of eradication of all things that hinder you is complete, that "he" is able to restore what is broken within you. For what does it profit to fix today and break tomorrow? How can one fathom the thought of being held captive to your will? How could she; so innocent, so pure, so beautiful beyond her own knowlegde, find rythm in the inconsistent tune you sing. She held a blinde eye, niave heart, and ignorant mind to the blatent obvious facts of your incompitence to love her. She counted on memories from the past to create her future. Like a slow form of suicide, she watched you take out her heart, message it with force, adding more pressure as the years went on. She became weak. mentally, physically, emotionally, more importantly, spiritually. You drained her of everything she knew to be herself. And the question that lingers within her ear is WHY?

So long Winter!

You must be able to recognize when your given a blessing in disguise, you may not see it with your eyes, but in time your grieving heart will ease and rid of all the anger wich emotionally and socially confines. But when spring turns cold, and the wrath of her anger created from her pain threatens blood to your nose, retain your composure. Lash back not. For your strength is not defined by how quick u lash back but how u laugh at the act derived froma lie. Winter...shes turned cold...she will allow, the closest thing to her, the clouds, to hide the sun, the light, the truth. You can be mad at the change, be sad at the change, but be glad the change showed you the truth. Play back in your head every word that was said, i now know the truth about you. So now I say forget it. We were never "friends" from the start so why should I even care. I dont! Im done, im finished, I wont allow winters wind to knock me off balance this is it you see. Even when winter settles down and spring comes around your as good as casper and a sweet memory. So long winter I tell you so long, send the wrath of your winds after me, but the love of God and myself shall keep me warm. So long winter I say so long!

The jail visit!

My friend got arrested April 11, 2007. He goes by the name of Munchy and was the biggest dope dealer in my town and the surrounding towns. He was wanted by the police for years but always escaped long jail sentences because they never had sufficient evidence to charge him. Make a long story short he got caught. I went to the jail for the first time in my life to visit him and to be perfectly honest it was not all that bad. My friends told me stories of how they make you take off your bra. They also said it smells really bad and you get this uncomfortable feeling in your body that makes you just want to get out of there. But it was nothing like that. I got there and I went through the metal detector. I was not forced to take anything off. I went to see Munch and a thick glass seperated us. There were tiny wholes in the center for us to speak through. Once you got over the tension I felt a ease. We laughed and joked for the whole 30 minute visit. The worst part was seeing him walk away back through the steal door with the guards. He refused to take his eyes off me and I refused to take my eyes off him. The jail visit, it really was not that bad!

Talking while driving...

I always used to argue that talking while driving is not harmful. It is perfectly possible and okay to talk while driving without getting into an accident. This was my idea before last weekend. I went home and borrowed my brothers car to take care of some errands and I left my bluetooth at home. I answered anyway because I've done this thousands of times. By surprise it was an old friend and the conversation toook off in excitement. I started to make hand gestures while gossiping about the latest drama going on, taking my hands off the wheel and staring with my kneese. Right when I was at the peak of my story BOOM! I slammed right into the back of a Lexus truck. Seeing that I hit the car from the back, it was automatically considered my fault. So, im warning you all, do not talk while driving no matter how much concentration you may think you have. A second of distractions, could be a second which you'll be paying for, for the rest of your life. In my case for the next couple of months.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

The silent killer!

I was on the subway one Friday night, coming home from a dinner in Manhatten with my boyfriend, when a homeless man walked down the isle. He had this really bad odor. I mean the kind where you are forced to cover your nose, not even to be rude, but because it made your nose hairs curl up. I tried to cover my nose on the low because i felt really bad and did not want to embarress him but as I turned my head the whole train had thier hands covering thier face. He immediatley saw this and decided to speak on it. The young guys' clothes were torn and worn inside out. He stood about 6 feet and had long hair. He was in desperate need of a cut. He spoke real softly but caught everyones attention. He said goodevening ladies and gentlemen, I am so sorry for my ododr but I am poor, homeless, have not showered in 2 weeks, I have not eaten in days, and I have AIDS. When he said this everyone's eyes shot open, some looked at him in disgust, others moved slowly away from where he stood. He told his story of how his mother and father kicked him out immediatley and cut him off from the entire family. His girlfriend left him out of anger because he unknowingly infected her. All his friends turned thier backs on him when he needed them most. He was dying and there is nothing he could do about it. The most interesting part of the whole story is that he looked perefectly normal. I mena, from appearance you could tell that he was homeless and needed a bath but he didnt look like he was dying inside. The thing young people need to know is that anyone could have AIDS. It's not like aid patients walk around with stamps on thier forehead like I have full blown aids. More importantly, half the people that have AIDS don't even know thier infected. It is the worlds biggest silent killer. With his story the guy stole a lot of passengers hearts as they gave him money and food. He then recited a poem talking about how he keeps his hopes high and is thankful for everyday that he is alive. I was truly touched by this man, so much so that i went home and did research on the AIDS epidemic. The moral of this blog is to be careful of who you have sexual intercourse with because you know when you'll get more than what you bargain for.