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Maybe one day, I'll write songs and sing on an album and it will go platinum.
Is that even a word? Alarmist? Someone who sets alarms? Someone who stops alarms? Someone who is alerted when an alarm goes off? Or maybe it's someone who is alarmed all the time! Just totally alarmed, every moment of every day. Alarmist. It doesn't even look like a word anymore.
The tires skidded along the worn pavement, jolting over the unsteady patches and bumps in the tired road. She sat in the car and cried, trying to drive through the waterworks streaming down her cheeks.
Radically new ideas. What seems ridiculous, but will indeed change our world. It takes the radical to live the practical. Without insanity, there can be no normalcy. We are defined by the radical.
There is a castle on a cloud. I like to go there in my sleep. Aren't any floors for me to sweep... not in my castle on a cloud. There is a lady all in white, holds me and sings a lullaby. She's dah dah dah and she's soft to touch. She says, "Cosette, I love you very much."
Forget the lyrics, love the song.
Warfare breaks my heart. Why are we doing this, killing the people of our planet? It's the saddest thing we could ever do, dropping bombs. Really. Massacre of our brothers and sisters... I can't even comprehend the severity of the situation. And although I am supportive of the soldiers themselves, I couldn't be more against their task. Killing is wrong.
I try to give it. I receive it a lot from people who have no idea what they're talking about. Sometimes I get random questions on tumblr that I try to fumble and answer... to no avail. I think that advice can only be taken so far: you have to come up with your own plan. It's a fine line between helpful and controlling.
I just read this book about a Boy Scout group in which one teen dies on a hiking trip from lack of water. So I picture them running through the brush, stumbling, trying to find any liquid to save themselves. Or Scout, from To Kill a Mockingbird, which is really quite a good book. Books, I suppose.
I adore this word. I like to think it describes me. Compassionate, loving, caring. I would like to incorporate compassion into my career someday. It's the main thing we've got going for us humans. Love. Hugging each other. Empathy. I wish we all had more of that. Makes me sad that our world is so lonely.
Hope springs eternal. Birth, the birth of all that is fresh and all that is new. Finally being able to breathe again. Clear skies and seeing the moon during the day. Morning moon with fluffy clouds. Feeling like anything could happen in that moment, because there is CLEAN. FRESH. SPRING.
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