I must get on here more. I miss the positive, communal, warm vibe. <3
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contemplative
Am I the only one who moves her mouse to click "like" on LJ when I read a comment that I like?
Originally posted by 
neo_prodigy at Spirit Day 
It’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools.
RIP Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh (top)
RIP Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase (middle)
RIP Asher Brown and Billy Lucas. (bottom)
REBLOG to spread a message of love, unity and peace.
neo_prodigy at Spirit DayIt’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools.
RIP Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh (top)
RIP Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase (middle)
RIP Asher Brown and Billy Lucas. (bottom)
REBLOG to spread a message of love, unity and peace.
Well, winter has arrived in all its fury - whipping snow, falling temperatures (how does 7 degrees from 30 degrees grab yo' ass?) and sleet.
It doesn't feel like Christmas unless there are plenty of bags of goodies and wrapping paper and spools of ribbon all around, a tree up and twinkling, and It's a Wonderful Life on the DVD.This year, the only thing going to be missing will be the plenty-o-bags. TImes are tough. Clients are losing their jobs, so they can't hire me to do what I do best.
If that is the only thing gone wrong, I'll take it.
It doesn't feel like Christmas unless there are plenty of bags of goodies and wrapping paper and spools of ribbon all around, a tree up and twinkling, and It's a Wonderful Life on the DVD.This year, the only thing going to be missing will be the plenty-o-bags. TImes are tough. Clients are losing their jobs, so they can't hire me to do what I do best.
If that is the only thing gone wrong, I'll take it.
- Current Mood:
calm
Wow. Where did the friends go?
It's been too long and I've not been in touch. Too much time spent on Facebook. It's like being at a loud boisterous party with too many people talking at once, then you walk down the corridor to the last room on the right, open the door, walk in, close the door behind you, sit back, and there are the friends from LJ, hanging out, talking, no big crowd to hurt your ears. Peace. Camaraderie.
I'm on a campaign to help the needy, even if it is by spreading awareness. Since I don't have a lot of money to spare, I've spread the word to those who may have a bit more to spare than I do. I think I'm going to end up buying some chickens or a goat for a family. I've got to do something...
Anyway, if you have time, take a look at some websites and see if you can't support someone and give a helping hand.
To help those in the U.S and elsewhere:
http://www.globalgiving.org/dy/v2/content/countries.html?country=United%20States
To help kids with school supplies, businesses with micro loans, getting a former enslaved prostitute shelter and counseling, etc. browse here:
http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/oprahshow/pkgregistry/20090925-tows-microloans
Help for FREE. Spread the word!
http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/oprahshow/pkgregistry/20090925-tows-help-for-free
It's been too long and I've not been in touch. Too much time spent on Facebook. It's like being at a loud boisterous party with too many people talking at once, then you walk down the corridor to the last room on the right, open the door, walk in, close the door behind you, sit back, and there are the friends from LJ, hanging out, talking, no big crowd to hurt your ears. Peace. Camaraderie.
I'm on a campaign to help the needy, even if it is by spreading awareness. Since I don't have a lot of money to spare, I've spread the word to those who may have a bit more to spare than I do. I think I'm going to end up buying some chickens or a goat for a family. I've got to do something...
Anyway, if you have time, take a look at some websites and see if you can't support someone and give a helping hand.
To help those in the U.S and elsewhere:
http://www.globalgiving.org/dy/v2/content/countries.html?country=United%20States
To help kids with school supplies, businesses with micro loans, getting a former enslaved prostitute shelter and counseling, etc. browse here:
http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/oprahshow/pkgregistry/20090925-tows-microloans
Help for FREE. Spread the word!
http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/oprahshow/pkgregistry/20090925-tows-help-for-free
- Current Mood:
intimidated - Current Music:Magdelene's House - Abdul Aziz El-Sayed
I'm on Facebook a lot these days, but you know what? I can't really write anything serious there. Facebook feels like those peripheral friends at school you can joke all day with, but then you can't wait to get home to the neighborhood kids who really know you, can see you walking to your house and can see something's wrong, and they ask "What's going on?" and you sit on the stoop and tell them about your day. And they listen.
No one is very serious on FB. It's a non-stop party sometimes. Nauseating, really. It's nice to keep in touch, but, jeeze, aren't there clouds in anyone's skies?
It's not a forum for soul-letting or soul searching, for that matter. It's LOL or ROFL or OMG... Life's just not that fucking funny every day, you know?
I've met some nice people on there, but it's very polite company. I got it. It's not LJ. Here, it's much more intense, personal, intimate, if that's possible. SUre, it's possible, because t the writing dictates the atmosphere. SUre, we laugh it up and goof off here all the time! But... it's different. There seems to be an element of confidence and trust here I have grown to like. I hope I offer that to the friends on my list as well. Sure, not all friendships are that way here, and that is fine. But Facebook is just that - the surface, the facade of the building, and not so much anything deeper that that.
So, I think I'm missing my LJ forum more than I first realized. I miss my LJ friends.
No one is very serious on FB. It's a non-stop party sometimes. Nauseating, really. It's nice to keep in touch, but, jeeze, aren't there clouds in anyone's skies?
It's not a forum for soul-letting or soul searching, for that matter. It's LOL or ROFL or OMG... Life's just not that fucking funny every day, you know?
I've met some nice people on there, but it's very polite company. I got it. It's not LJ. Here, it's much more intense, personal, intimate, if that's possible. SUre, it's possible, because t the writing dictates the atmosphere. SUre, we laugh it up and goof off here all the time! But... it's different. There seems to be an element of confidence and trust here I have grown to like. I hope I offer that to the friends on my list as well. Sure, not all friendships are that way here, and that is fine. But Facebook is just that - the surface, the facade of the building, and not so much anything deeper that that.
So, I think I'm missing my LJ forum more than I first realized. I miss my LJ friends.
Not so sure how to feel when a celebrity dies. I don't know him, but he brought joy in my life through his music and performances. He was a little kid when I was an even littler kid! I feel like we grew up together. I am sad to see a talented person die so young.
I am sad for his family, his children, and sad about his tragic life as an abused kid, a performing monkey, and an obvious social misfit, fucked up by gross celebrity. I am the type of person who does not rush screaming toward a celebrity when I see them; I like to just nod and smile, and let them move on, living their lives.
How can anyone with that kind of upbringing, that kind of fame, have a normal life? How can someone like that NOT die a tragic, untimely death? It's almost inevitable.
It makes me think of how much I love to sing, how much I love to perform, and how thankful to the Powers that Be that I am not a celebrity, I am not famous. Yeah, I'm poor, but I'm not in 400 million dollars debt and I'm not addicted to prescription drugs. I'm just little old me, feeling sad and heavy-hearted about the loss of an icon, a giant, a talented man who had his share of darkness, his share of demons, but his were global scale and gigantic and known all over the world.
This guy gave his all, grew up fucked up and weird inside, and there was no helping that, it seems. And his body broke down eventually because of it. You can give all the love you have to give, but still be broken and weird inside.
Whatever the news throws at us in the next month or so, however out of control the media circus becomes, I want to remember a young talented man passed on, and he enriched a lot of people's lives, influenced many people, and he was loved dearly by friends and family, like all of us are, despite our dark sides, our shortcomings.
I am sad for his family, his children, and sad about his tragic life as an abused kid, a performing monkey, and an obvious social misfit, fucked up by gross celebrity. I am the type of person who does not rush screaming toward a celebrity when I see them; I like to just nod and smile, and let them move on, living their lives.
How can anyone with that kind of upbringing, that kind of fame, have a normal life? How can someone like that NOT die a tragic, untimely death? It's almost inevitable.
It makes me think of how much I love to sing, how much I love to perform, and how thankful to the Powers that Be that I am not a celebrity, I am not famous. Yeah, I'm poor, but I'm not in 400 million dollars debt and I'm not addicted to prescription drugs. I'm just little old me, feeling sad and heavy-hearted about the loss of an icon, a giant, a talented man who had his share of darkness, his share of demons, but his were global scale and gigantic and known all over the world.
This guy gave his all, grew up fucked up and weird inside, and there was no helping that, it seems. And his body broke down eventually because of it. You can give all the love you have to give, but still be broken and weird inside.
Whatever the news throws at us in the next month or so, however out of control the media circus becomes, I want to remember a young talented man passed on, and he enriched a lot of people's lives, influenced many people, and he was loved dearly by friends and family, like all of us are, despite our dark sides, our shortcomings.
- Current Mood:
sad - Current Music:none for now...
I just want to pop in and wish everyone here on the Northern Hemi a sunny wonderful Spring! I'm in the garden and getting sun on my face and blossoms in my hair, watching things bloom and grow. Being in this backyard is like being on vacation. Every year brings something new - new flowers, now veggies, new things to do, new things popping up...
HAPPY SPRING! HAPPY SUNDAY!
HAPPY SPRING! HAPPY SUNDAY!
- Current Mood:
happy
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