I fell in love with this artist today..

Piotr Uklanski

Devo and Cannibalism

I've been sitting in the computer lab at my school for the last hour, listening to an elderly African American woman talk to herself while playing farmville.

I just realized that while I was hating this woman with my entire body, I was simultaneously singing along with the lyrics to Devo's "Gut feeling" while researching ancient Aztec human sacrifice/cannibalism rituals.

Something 'bout the way you taste
makes me want to clear my throat.
There's a message to your movements
that really gets my goat.

 

heheh....

WINNING

“I am on a drug. It’s called Charlie Sheen. It’s not available. If you try it once, you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body.”

~Charlie Motha Fuckin' Sheen

Mellow Yellow

I'm just mad about saffron, and she's just mad about me...

Consciousness and Hungry Zombies

If The Walking Dead were real, and I was elected as the official crossbow wielding zombie killer, this is what I would listen to on my I Pod.

Today was a good day. After school I walked around Downtown San Diego, drinking delicious Turkish coffee while jamming to Bob Dylan. It was cloudy out, the air was cold and electric...you could feel the energy from the storm that is about to hit tomorrow. 

It felt good being outside. 

It felt good being alone.

Being around my friends and family is a joy in itself, but as I've gotten older I've learned to cherish the quiet moments to myself. 

I love being able to just wander...

Being able to stop for a coffee, then just sit and read.  

I once took a meditation class which strongly encouraged "mindfulness", which refers to just being present and attentive in all activities we engage in. Reminding yourself that you are awake and think about what you're doing...

Example: "I am blogging. I am sitting on my couch. My feet are cold. My dog is curled up next to me, snoring while he sleeps. Other then the sound of my typing, my house is silent. My lips still taste like hot sauce."

I always resume my auto pilot  level of consciousness when I'm tired, stressed, and especially when I'm bored.  I once read a book that described this state of mind as our inner zombie. Like the person that takes over and runs the show when we aren't technically there to make "conscious" decisions. 

Maybe the whole "Walking Dead" scenario is real, but maybe these cannibalistic zombies hunger for consciousness rather than flesh. They roam the streets in search of mindful thought.

Yikes, where's my crossbow!?

My (much) BETTER half

Teen motherhood does indeed  have it's perks....

Still trying to make all the pieces fit

Before you can change the world you must realize that you, yourself, are part of it. You can't stand outside looking in.