Ya know...I ate 2 slices of Lemon bread today, about 5 cups of coffee, and then some birthday cake and ice cream at a birthday party tonight.
Nutritional value of my day = 0 ? Ya think. I don't.
Edification doesn't only come in the form of food. I had lots and lots today. The pyramid has nothing on me.
The Veggies
(makes ya strong)
I heard the words today of..."Every experience has more than one perspective." (well not in so many words, but the same point.) Just because what I experienced isn't the same as the other persons...doesn't mean it is wrong or fabricated. It is what I experienced and came away with. Just as they have their own experience. And so it is...thanks Mom.
Meat
(MmmHmmmm)
I heard the description of "Junk-yard Dog". (got quite the giggle from that) But oh so true. And what can you do? Not much. Their nature is just that. There is no changing, explaining or reasoning. They see no wrong in their existence or actions. It just is. Just as I am ... who I am. I can improve myself, and try to, but it is a matter of choice. Junk yard Dogs...well...like junk. And he is more than welcome to pursue the "junk" he is currently after. Can ya tell I like the whole Junk-yard dog terminology?
Fruit
(Tomatoes are a fruit too. No sweetness here. Have I mentioned that I can't stand tomatoes?)
I was told today too...by him...that I was belittling him. Aw. Sorry? No. He did the same to me. Not with words...but by setting me aside to see how he could work out the old girlfriend. Is that not belittling to me? Of course...he doesn't think so. It is ok. I am fine, better off. And it all really makes me laugh at this point, at how contradictory he is. It is so obvious and yet complete oblivion comes over him. He mentions "why have a relationship with someone that you have to force or work on?" Yes...and so why are you working out the relationship with this other girl? Hmmm? Right...that is what I thought.
Bread and Dairy
(I am combining the two...because the bread sustains us and the milk...provides the smooth and silky listen)
This music that I was turned on to tonight, has given me such...hmmm...understanding. I once explained to an old friend of mine, my weird philosophy about how life is like music. How the same notes played by different instruments can sound hauntingly familiar or fresh and new, resonance, tempo and how a symphony can be heard, if you only listen.
My posts have been nasty. My anger comes out in my words and they aren't very nice. It works for me. At least I won't be in the hospital cause the stress, I kept bottled up, deteriorated my health. Lord knows there is many other things to do that. I got one off the list, eh? Anyway, it is done. Or rather...I am done.
Back to the CD...I am digging it. Yum. The tastiest thing I have heard, in a while. It is like a kid in a candy store feeling...or finding that really cool "thing" that just makes your day...or maybe even when you finally get to the front seat of the rollercoaster you've been waiting to ride...excitement and grins abound. You can't help but be happy...
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Yes.
I was 8, on my third year of Piano. My instructor said I needed to feel. She said "Feel the changes...largo...adagio...staccato...flow with the changes Michelle, and feel them."
That fourth movement...would not prove so passionate and triumphant without the dark and stormy passages preceding. The first, second and third are needed to make the fourth as exhilerating as it can be. How else can appreciation and value exist?
Breakdown those movements, and see layer upon layer of harmonies, bass...individual sounds...some bitter, some sweet, on their own...
Hmmm...I need to stop. When does a comment become a post anyway? :p
I am diving down too far...need some air.
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