February 25, 2012

I’m All Right

I’m all right.

The cold nerves shake my bones; I can hardly move. The cold air tears at soft tissues as it travels down my throat; it hurts to speak.

But I can stand. I can whisper.

The heat climbs up my head, aiming for the freedom that comes at the tips of my hair, and pushes at the boned barricade; no way to think.

But I can smile. I can try.

The salt water sends tidal waves, threatening invasion. My dam begins to crack under pressure; the inevitable looms over me.

But I can dream. I can write.

The drum beats like crazy; the vibrations so unbearably loud, my skeletal cage trembles in response.

But I protest with all my might.

I can breathe, I’m all right!

February 22, 2012

Love the Fat

Fat needs to be redefined, by which I mean our twisted associations of “fat” with “ugly” should be re-examined. While obesity is a health problem that needs to be dealt with, fat is not ugly and ugly is not fat.

If we can look into a mirror and say “These slab of extra meat here, on my thigh, is from eating that enormous slice of chocolate cake for my best birthday ever,” shouldn’t we be proud to keep them? I say keep them. Because life is too short and you could never have too little precious memories.

February 10, 2012 • 5,946 notes • Flickr / troutfactory
the-iridescence: composed of more than 2,500 letters and characters from different languages from around the world…walking into this room is a bit like walking into an abstracted conversation in which you’re hearing bits and pieces of the entire planetary population talking at once.  This piece, by Noriko Shiozawa (塩澤徳子), is called “Koto-no-ha” (こと‐の‐は), which is an older Japanese word for “language.”  [U]sed as the cover for the UNESCO Jakarta Annual Report 2008. It looks like hieroglyphics, like walking into a forbidden chamber in a pyramid. It looks like advanced digital data. Oh, I’d really like to be there right now and see for myself!

the-iridescence:

composed of more than 2,500 letters and characters from different languages from around the world…walking into this room is a bit like walking into an abstracted conversation in which you’re hearing bits and pieces of the entire planetary population talking at once.  This piece, by Noriko Shiozawa (塩澤徳子), is called “Koto-no-ha” (こと‐の‐は), which is an older Japanese word for “language.”  [U]sed as the cover for the UNESCO Jakarta Annual Report 2008.

It looks like hieroglyphics, like walking into a forbidden chamber in a pyramid. It looks like advanced digital data. Oh, I’d really like to be there right now and see for myself!

February 10, 2012 • 1 note

Perfectly Flawed

To err is human. No one is perfect.

Everybody knows this. Everyone says this. So, why are judgements made so rashly? Why is forgiveness so hard to give? Why is acceptance so uncommonly received? Yes, there are wrongdoers who do not deserve such goodness out of our heart; this I will not argue about. But there is the matter of simply clashing personalities and raging tempers. I’m ranting about the ones that are easily avoidable, don’t really make sense, and just cause extraneous stress not only for the two sides themselves but for others pulled into the situation.

I like to believe that humans are perfectly flawed (since there is no way to avoid being flawed), and supportive family and friends should spend a lot of actual time and effort to take a closer look at who they care about. Practice patience and tolerance. I say this because I rely heavily on those I believe knows me best to be honest with me. Even if their words may be slightly sugarcoated so that it is easier for me to swallow, or if it takes time for me to swallow them whole, I am able to swallow the bitter truth because I can see the reasons behind it. And if I just can’t see it their way…well, humans err…and I’ve found a misunderstanding other people may have of me upon first impression, which I should learn to avoid.