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Enduring philosophies and favorite quotes

Predictions may be about the future, but they’re made up of the past.

Decision commands result.

~2009/01/06 Tuesday 2:10pm

Playlist pieces

don’t give up on me yet.. don’t forget who i am


If you don’t know, why would you say so?
‘should’ve never started—ain’t that the way it always ends.


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"Everything counts a little more than we think..."

18 November 2009 Wednesday

slated in mused at 6:53 am

I am not feeling entirely myself this week. But still more me than anyone else may ever be.

09 November 2009 Monday

slated in mused, moments at 6:57 pm

I am getting a mocha.

slated in mused, mood at 12:28 am

trees falling in a forest

03 November 2009 Tuesday

I like girls

slated in mused at 10:35 pm

Nice things about being friends with girls (as a girl):

  • you can dote on them without it being misinterpreted as flirting
  • when discussing relationships/guys, you don’t really have to mince the words/facts/past to avoid shattering an otherwise (relatively) ladylike view of you.
  • you can more often believe them when they compliment you
  • you can accept unlimited glasses or bottles of alcohol from them without (usually) the thought crossing your mind that they’re trying to get you drunk to take advantage of you

"these words repeating in my head..."

slated in mused at 10:13 pm

I’m talkin’ ‘bout blue skies blue skies… what’s the matter matter blue skies…

This mash-up keeps happening in my head.

Also, it’s difficult to play either album without feeling lots of feelings, either happy and excited or sincere and emotional.. Mostly the happy if you’re listening/occasionally singing while driving awesomely with relatively/irrelevantly cooperative traffic.

“The facts were these..”

“Give me the love of an orchestra!!”

“A hundred miles a hundred miles a hundred miles a hundred miles.. you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles…”

“Without hope or agenda..”

27 October 2009 Tuesday

Some thoughts of the week

slated in mused at 7:57 pm

Everything is connected. The smallest things affect.

For want of a nail…

If the smallest things affect the big things, than either the tiniest things matter or nothing does.

“Everything counts a little more than we think.”

“If nothing we do matters, all that matters is what we do.”

05 October 2009 Monday

slated in mused at 12:35 am

October 2009, and added to sometime in July 2010
I wouldn’t bet against me.
I dislike faux/fake buttons, pockets, zippers, buckles, etc.
There are relatively few foods that wouldn’t be made better with the addition of mushrooms.
I think labradorite goes with everything.
I believe in love.
I believe in timshel.
I am not a runner.
I like people more than places;
I love ideas more than things;
I really like a lot of things.
I think chocolate chip cookies are a natural choice for breakfast
I like all sorts of cheeses and wines for essentially the same reason; I like cheese more than wine.
I like chocolate, cookies, fruits, and nuts, but I generally believe in only two of those belonging together.
Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy.
I like smiling at people and things (nice kids are especially nice to smile at).
I really like driving (sometimes).
2012 updates:
I love pockets.
I like technology. A lot.
I love good music and good books and good things.
I love my family and am very grateful for them and don’t do remotely enough to deserve them, though I intend to do better by them.
I am a writer by nature, however I am awed and humbled by those who are additionally writers in talent and in practice.
I’ve always liked bookstores and office supply stores.
Raincoats should have hoods. (Even if they’re detachable.)

02 June 2009 Tuesday

Dimensions, speed, time

slated in mused at 4:18 pm


  • multiverse theory
  • (much) faster than light-speed travel
  • curved universe
  • moving so quickly so as to lap one’s starting position before having started

13 April 2009 Monday

slated in mused at 6:40 pm

via tumblr post

[Rewind, Play, Pause, Stop, Fast Forward]

The only abilities of those that we don’t have are rewind and fast forward. Those options really would change the game entirely. Can you imagine? So many things?

Who would we be if we could redo our pasts and jump ahead to our futures at will? Would those people we choose to meet and reach out to in our lives choose to keep memories and connections with us? If we erase and avoid past traumas, will we find ourselves and the places and people we otherwise get to?

And what if everyone had telepathy, as well as being empathic, and absolutely truthful? If everyone could hear each others’ thoughts, feel each others’ emotions, always spoke the truth. Who would we be if everyone could see/hear exactly what we think and feel all the time? The world would be Amazing? Terrible? Inconceivably different.

Can’t relive or change the past. Can’t fast forward to the future. Can’t hear or fully trust everyone’ thoughts, feelings, and words.

But marvel at what we have: the abilities to choose, communicate, learn, comprehend, apologize, feel, consider, pause, compose our words and actions ? we can compose our words and actions! We can make the choices to be who we are and do what we do, rather than being subject purely to our impulses, bare feelings and exposed thoughts. We can remember, we can change our paths, our minds; we can reach out as we choose and close away too. Timshel. And no one can take our past and no one can change our future because no one has those buttons; we’re all in this together.

30 January 2009 Friday

The Moon is Down

slated in consumed, mused at 5:56 am

On one of the first pages in Til We Have Faces by C.S. Lewis is a line:

The Moon’s gone down, but
Alone I lie.

Reading this threw me for a loop, since I had also just started reading The Moon is Down by John Steinbeck and I fully forgot which book I was reading. I wonder, and I think, that Orson Scott Card’s line from Ender’s Game:

the enemy’s gate is down

must stem from Steinbeck’s line or be rooted from the same source. Their message is the same.

From The Moon is Down:

Free men cannot start a war, but once it is started, they can fight on in defeat. Herd men, followers of a leader, cannot do that, and so it is always the herd men who win battles and the free men who win wars.

How do I adequately convey how good this book is? Its story and message are so simple, but so deep, sad, beautiful, ugly, sad, and true. Steinbeck must have seen so much beauty, and known so much pain, to write what and as he does.

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