Razzle Dazzle Cosmic Flower

A Farewell Note

2012-01-13T02:20:00.002-05:00

Hi there, if any of you follow me yet if at all, I owe you a big apology. If you wondered what happened me, I had just wondered off the face of the blogging and blog following world for a little while to chase some other endeavours. I hope none of you ever spent a second wondering where I've gone, I don't even deserve a little bit of thought for being such a lazy poster. I do hope however you have all had joy and new findings in your life since we last may have talked!

Now I am 18, and in a college named Metalworks Institute of Sound and Music Production for their Vocal performance program, its absolutely lovely and just where I need to be if I plan on pursuing anything in the music in the music industry.

Anyhow, it wasn't till lately, that started to miss blogging again. I have now aquired a more stable sense of my own spirit, and have found myself more as an individual. Along with that I have also acquired more vinyl LPs and am trying to invest in a vintage wardrobe, which I've always had the passion for except no time and no money to collect any treasures. But now a new chapter begins.

Thus I have decided to end Razzle Dazzle Cosmic Flower, and begin a new blog aimed mostly at vintage fashion and other little random elements.

I apologize again for wandering off without warning or farewell.

And thank you for following me, thank you kindly. It made me the happiest kid in the world.

Farewell to you all and good luck, love and light!

I don't even deserve the views, but if you would like a looksie at my new blog then you may visit it here:

Sugar Magnolia

frivolitydulcimer.blogspot.com

Band logo I drew for a local band :)

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Letter To John Mayer

2011-04-17T21:15:00.000-04:00

John Mayer

Mick Management
35 Washington Street
Brooklyn, NY 11201
USA

Dear Mick Management, don't fuck around, please make sure Mr. John Clinton Mayer gets this message. Its important.
To John:

"No I'm not the man I used to be lately

See you met me at an interesting time

If my past is any sign of your future

You should be warned before I let you inside.."

- John Mayer

"I Don't Trust Myself (With Loving You)"

Hey man, don't take this as every other piece of fan mail you've received. This is half a complaint, half constructive criticism, and 100% very important. Don't chuck this one out.

So... I used to be a religious fan of yours man. Feel in love with everything about you from your sound, to the way you could make your guitar celebrate its exquisite existence, from the clever sequences of words you wrote and spoke in either your interviews or blog posts. I rediscovered you twice, which is like falling in love with you twice, which is quite serious fanship, worship, and absolute satisfaction with your music, your being, and your lyrics. This effect lasted for everything man, Room for Squares, Inside Wants Out, The John Mayer Trio, Any Given Thursday. The Village Sessions, and Continuum, even your majestic presence at Crossroads.

It is inevitable, a loyal fan would map out you evolving. And then, you disappeared for a while, dated a few babes, got a few tattoos, cut yer hair, posed for more articles and what not. Then, you gave birth to Battle Studies. Tittled epically, yet loaded with not so epic content. Fuck, I've never sounded this mean. But, I have to let you know this. I spent a lot of time, money and energy following your art man. But you wanted fame, and with that comes the responsibility of listening to your fans, who fund your ego to make you who you are today.

All I'm saying is, you've pussied out of whats raw and harder to get recognition for. The BLUES man. Good old classic rock sound, no bullshit there. Raw lyrics, you tell it like it is, and then let the guitar say the rest. Battle Studies is on the verge of sucky modern country, pop, and pooey softies songs. And a collaboration with Miss Taylor Swift. I'm sorry, but what the fuck was that for. I'm sorry man, I know you have always dug the pop world. But let me tell you man, the pop world is transitory, and its forgotten after, only those who make it to the aftermath are remembered, and you have to be invinsible and unwavering and brave to make it to the end. People like Mr. Michael Jackson, Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, B.B King, trust me, be inspired by them, not from the tide the pop world brings in. All that the media installs is issued by the Illuminati anyways. Hahaha.

Just saying man.. Battle Studies sounds like you've become an insecure teenage girl man. So the babe was confusing, then whatever! Ditch that bitch!!!! Ain't no better bitch than your guitar man! Titles like "Half of My Heart", "War of My Life", "Friends, Lovers or Nothing", or "All We Ever Do Is Say Goodbye" sounds like shit written in the journal of 9th grade little girl. Not nearly as epic and raw as titles like "Vultures", "Neon" "Who Did You Think I Was" or "Covered In Rain". And come on man, you know it. "I love you more than songs can say, but I don't wanna keep running after yesterday" (lyrics form Battle Studies) sounds redundant as shit, and will never compare to "Power is made by power being taken, so I keep on running to protect my situation" (Vultures - Continuum). Although these two excerpts pertain to different happenings in your life, you can still see the difference in quality of lyrics. Fuck man, I know you had heartache. Everyone does man. But don't make a fucking whole album about it! That's unprofessional.

I remember when I first discovered you man, how happy I was. I had just come out of a pop music phase and was turned on by how different your sound was. So I started looking up who your influences were. Jimi Page, B.B King, Buddy Guy, Jimi Hendrix, all those majestic souls. Man, how can you cover "Bold as Love" and then go write something as shitty as "Half of my Heart" ????? How about letting the inspiration SINK IN a while longer. Fuck, don't tell me the pop world will ever compare to what Page or Hendrix accomplished, FUCK NO.

To wrap up the complaint part, I just want to say, don't forget who you were man. You've got the fanage. A large population of them, big breasted brainless girls. Man I remember coming out of your concert at the Molson Amphitheatre in the summer of '08, epic time that was. But it was the leaving of the concert that struck me as disapproving; it was jam packed with everyone trying to leave at once. Some dudes were saying stuff like "man its getting all tight in here, everyone rubbing up against each other usually I'd have to pay for this." As much as that was funny as hell at the time, it seemed like all these girls wanted was to see your concert and have your babies, and all these guys wanted to see the concert to see the girls. All funny and shit, but man, I remember thinking to my self, dam, this is not what its about. I appreciated you beyond that superficial shit. I just feared the essence of your music would turn into a situation much like walking into an Abercrombie and Fitch Store. Fuck that shit.

Anyhow, I have rambled on, probably offended you. But I'm not done yet hahaha sorry. I've got some suggestions for you. Seems like you've forgotten what good music is like.

PLEASE CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING:

*You can trust me, I am a musician and dedicated singer myself.

- Loose the "soft nice guy" pop-y voice in all of yer songs, materialistic girls love it.

- Don't be afraid to sound raw and yell a bit more in your songs.

- Revisit the blues, it is the mother of rock music.

- Revise your Battle Studies Record and ask yourself if Jimi Hendrix would be proud.

- Abstraction is the key to great lyrics, ~all we ever do is say good bye~ is too easy to understand, kapeesh? Abstraction is the key to magic, and beauty that doesn't let its self be had easy.

- Have some Chai tea with your mom, or a trippy uncle, or go to an old age building and find an elderly person to tell you an adventure story of theirs ~ much more fucking real than Taylor Swift.

- Read up on Woodstock, read up on Jack Kerouac, then look up the Illuminati, then watch Zeitgeist.

- Get some incense, and grow your hair out again. You look like a dick head with the short hair man. Like an actual penis head.

- Real girls don't care if you work out or not.

INCLUDE THIS MUSIC IN YOUR DAY:

- Jeff Buckley, Fleetwood Mac, Rainbow, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Nina Simone, B.B King, Cream, The Who, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Janis Joplin, and Deep Purple and Jefferson Airplane.

Trust me, far better than Taylor Swift.

You listen to all these for me, and it will equal the amount of time, energy, and endorphins I've spent on you. :)

Some last important notes man, and then I promise I'll be gone. You should know, Steve Jordan must be bored out of his mind playing those beats for you in Battle Studies, give his hands some sass to munch on. Bring Pino Palodino back and let that bass be heard, basses are the sexiest mothers of sound. Your guitar must also be bored as fuck, let that curved babe know your fingers still want to make love to her (all sexual implications intended) with those majestic blues leaks man, let that electric ladyland talk and moan for you again. Learning from a book won't do you any good experience, loose the Battle Studies heartbreak booklet and roast some marsh mellows over it. Trees are much sexier than some Hollywood women. Find yourself a real woman if that's what you need. Ain't gonna find her in that expensive watch store, but in the flower fields of Nevada among the hippie folk. Love is in nature, and it is trippy, so be prepared. Move on! Heartbreak is bullshit. Make a new record and bring home the sass!!

I'm done now. Residue swept off my chest. Now go make love to that guitar of yours and make Jimi and I proud. There's still time :)

Sincerely, an awaiting fan.

Ginela Gonzalez Varela.

P.S

Clarity is the best song you've ever written.

KEEPSAKES

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A few pictures here and there

2011-01-03T19:14:00.000-05:00

These are a few pictures I took from a 35mm Manual SLR camera that I borrowed from my photography class. My first time using colour film in this one. They develop it for free at Walmart and give you a free set and CD! I thought that was pretty wonderful of them. Anyhow, peace and love and a lovely new year to all. Farewell 2010.

-Ginela

1. Tis my my uncle Pepito and my aunt Julia in the blurr.

2. Housie plants.

3. Errect shoe.

4. Back yard make-belief frogs enjoying the rain.

5. Trees and fog.

6. Dear brother mine, behold the Raudel.

7. Exit sign in the dark room.

8. April busy at work.

9. April at the paper-cutter.

10. And April smiled!

Tis all!!

Peace & love, and magical purple cows, cosmic vibrations, and smiles, loads and loads of them.

♥

Fro Fairy

2010-09-23T01:28:00.002-04:00

Hello dears. Lately, I've been doing school. Pretty lovely and relaxing, xcept for choir practices at 7 am *_*.

Anyhow, I do believe I mentioned I was taking Photography. I just wanted to share some pictures my classmate April and I took with majestic wigs. I borrowed a fro wig from our teacher, and April wore my green wig. And off we set for the school's outskirts! T'was some spontaneous fun. I put on my fairy wings, and became a fro fairy. Enjoy : )

Peel Your Eyes

2010-09-17T00:55:00.003-04:00

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Don't escape the dour times,

Honey, let them come

Easy to say, with my fear, with my luck.

Ying-yang to condence me

Rules meant to be smashed

Come condemn me, for knowing too much

Temptation can't exist without obedience,

Just like obedience can't exist without temptation

Honey, test and try

Ignorence can't save you

What is humanity but a regergitation of theories?

There's a higher place purified with only with good

Too wise to show its face

To us lesser minds of pride

With instinct of greed, with instinct to survive.

Eminent savant come teach us these secrets of the mind

Not these limits, not these crimes

I know you won't, you can't,

You weren't taught to ponder

For those who dial the clockwork of this world

Don't want you to wonder.

So darling, don't escape the dour times

You're already here, already in it, already spun.

Yet, you must never seize any hopes,

Nomatter the shock of the tide.

Honey do keep your eyes peeled.

Believe in Utopia, your dreams are alive.

Name Sign for Clover : )

2010-09-02T20:05:00.002-04:00

Hello everybody. Summer has cometh to an end. And as it usually is, the last days of it have been way funner than the rest of my summer's beginning and middle, I think I just happen to save the best for last haha. So have your summers been? Wonderful and sunny and full of joy I hope.

Anyhow, quite a while ago dear Missa asked that I make her a name sign for her daughter named Clover. She's the sweetest most whimsical little daughter ever. So here it is you guys! Missa and Clover if you are reading this I hope you can dig the decorations round the name. I posted the original drawing as the first one, and the rest are variations I made of it on "Paint " haha.

Hope you enjoy :)

Much love,

Ginela♥

(Original)

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Summer so Far

2010-08-17T02:29:00.002-04:00

Hello dear loves. I've not posted anything in a very very long time. I never post that often anyways, regardless, I should at least come on to wish y'all a great summer every now and then.

My summer's been quite quiet. Havn't done too much. I did however manage to get a job, then lost it.

Tee hee. At the beginning of July I started working at Starbucks Coffee. T'was fun, but oh dear, I wasn't made for making those drinks. They have wonderful tasting drinks, but that was the problem, there were just too many! As much as I tried I couldn't memorize the amounts of syrup pumps or order of things. And I was so very horrible at cashier. I was however proficient at busing tables. Haha. Anyhow.. my manager had to let me go because I was too slow, and it is a terribly busy location. So I hung up that green apron for the last time, and said goodbye to all the fellow baristas I made friends with there in that brief month or so. It was fun though, at least I discovered I'm not 100% adaptable like I think I am and that I can't excell in that kind of environment.

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Up untill now I've just relaxed. Needa find me another part time job, it would be nice. I've got my eyes on this guitar I need desperately. Gotta save up some dough. All I've done up to now is sing to my house plants and read books and hang out with my friends occasionally. Not such a hot summer eh? Well its okay, I'm relaxing. I'll think I'll visit Good Will or Vallue Village soon, I miss staring at beautiful clothes made with love and then buying them. Tee hee.

How's your summers been everyone?

Just a wee side topic here. My two buddies asked me to draw their names all creative-ly. So I did and here are the finished products. Thought I'd share them. :]

Ciao! Peace and love!! And happiness!

-Ginela♥

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If anyone would like me to make them one with their name, I'd be glad to : )

Just let me know, and I shall ♥

Followers

2010-07-23T16:11:00.000-04:00

Oh dear just realized I have eight followers! I know it's only a small number.. but it makes me so very very happy. You have no idea! Eight people give a dam about wee little musings I have to write about. So thanks very much to all eight of you haha :) Thank you kindly. I dig your blogs as well :)

Peace and love!

- Ginela ♥

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Tis a little Tattoo Design!

2010-07-15T02:41:00.000-04:00

I decided I would like to share my first exposure of my drawing side. Here's a tattoo design I'm working on, my dear friend Elsie wants to get it. And I've drawn it for her! Tis a mix of some fancy handwriting fonts, and its my first time drawing anything caligraphy-like. So its been fun. Very fun actually! Gonna do this more often!

So here I share with you some of the to rough work of how it came to be:

And there you have it !

Ciao :)

Birthday 17.

2010-07-06T02:04:00.000-04:00

Oh dear, I've turned 17 today! Hope no one expects maturity from me! : P T'was a lovely day however. A lovely quiet birthday all relaxed and jolly with my mom and brother and some pastries. My mom has bought me many flowers of multiple colors, so I'm oh so glad :)

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I'm happy to be a cancerian.
I'm quite a crab sometimes, a very imaginative one.

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Thank God for another year of life! Because it's beautiful. And for all his presents he gives to me in smiles and joy. And the painful bits of life to learn, heal, and store in your memory, stacked with experience. And the luxury of laughter.

Thanks God for my beautiful family and their vast amounts of love they replentish for me every day. Thanks for my mother, I love her so very much more than life. Its because of her that I've learned what peace is.

Love is here to stay and for all to take and vibrate in vibes of joy back and forth.

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A lovely set of positive words

2010-06-29T04:36:00.000-04:00

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Quilt (a lil poem/song I'm working on)

2010-06-22T01:26:00.002-04:00

I came up with this little song poem last night while I was supposed to be studying for my Environmental Science exam. Song ideas always get in the way of what I`m supposed to be doing, but I gladly welcome my ideas and halt everything I`m doing to write them down. Ya never wanna loose a song idea, especially a good one. One must be grateful for them, because the idea could just fly off and migrate to another songwriter`s head if it`s not welcomed to one`s heart and thought. I have no idea where my song thoughts come from, out of the abyss of my mind I guess, and yet when I process them, they make total sense and relevance to my life. But then again, no wonder haha, its my own mind.

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Like this one, after I wrote it down I thought gee, this is just like my brother`s current situation (He is 19). Couldn't make up his mind about what he wanted to do in university or college, mainly because he just loved to party and spent no time giving his post secondary life any planning. Now he`s lost and doesn`t know what to do, going from job to job, a little frightened about his future. Sometimes my mom and I get madly ticked at him, because he`s not doing anything decent towards his future. But making this song I think I`ll cut him some slack and consider the fact that we can all get strayed in the path towards our future if we have no dream strong enough to devote our will to.

No matter how troublesome and indecisive a person is you can`t loose hope on them, they just need to find their personal calling. Not all will find it right off. And so it is with people like my brother, he has yet to dig up what fills his soul with sunshine the most, and until he does he will search and mess up. He just needs encouragement and love, though we give him lots I think, he just doesn't absorb it very well. Sure do needa work on my hope towards him though. Gonna do that hopefully, through this song.

Here it is:

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``Troublesome Bouquet``

Oh that weak-willed darling

Keeps on changing, his mind

But I believe he`s on to something

Don`t you doubt it, he`ll find

The root and centre and the core of it all

What makes his heart, shriek with joy

Until he finds it he`ll stray s`more

Getting there`s the trouble, but don`t lose your hope

Trickle and trickle

Till the bucket is full

Sun shows its face

After the storm

Don`t forget that you`re a part of this Earth

If nature lives on hope, make sure
You don`t forget yours

Moon has its phases

Till it becomes whole

No heart is born

Knowing it all

Dream he`ll find the joy

That glues his life into love

Send good vibes down his road

Don`t block it, with negative outlooks

Dream your boy will complete

Not your dream, but is very own calling

Keep in mind his very heart`s yearning

To settle its restlessness

Tuck your thinking away

Bloom with hope for him

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Claveles

2010-06-16T23:37:00.002-04:00

Yesterday my mom bought me some hot pink carnation flowers just for kicks. I was so happy to recieve them and I gave her just about five hugs and kisses. I love my mom, she never fails to surprise me, and in a way I'm not surprised she surprises me haha. Anyhow I loved the flowers lots. We have them in separate little bouquets around the house cheer up everything with flowery joy! So I decied to take some rather crappy webcam pics (because my camera is broken) with a little bunch of carnations to show you their love.

I bid you a beautiful day, and maybe some flowers to you on their way!

School is Almost Out : ]

2010-06-15T19:45:00.000-04:00

School is about to end. I've got three more days left and two exams to write, tis my french and envrionmental science exams. Am I ready for them? Certainly not, but I've got the weekend to study, haha. Oh dear this school year has been so long, I am so very ready for it to come to a hault. I can't tell you how many all nighters I've had to pull this year because of the countless projects and assignments. Grade 11 has been the year of all nighters! Come the summer vacation I'll ketch up on so much sleep; if I got the chance, I would sleep like sleeping beauty for years to make up for my lack of slumber! I am so very happy. YAAY!

So glad the end is near.

And I can't wait for next year! My goodness I've got the most wonderful semesters next year, however one of my very clever friends would call it a "stoner semester" because I'll be taking the easiest cources. But I figured, heck...why not? Why take cources like grade 12 Functions, or Physics? I sure do respect all people who have the brains for those, but you wouldn't be ketching me taking those courses. Besides they're not a requirement for the college and university programs I'll be doing in the future. I decided I'm going to relax for grade 12 because its my last year. Thus I am taking two Music, one English, French, and two Photography cources. In total that makes 6; my seventh course counts as a repertoire jazz ensemble which I'll be singing in next year. I am so very excited!

I've also got some goals for the summer. I decided to write them down here so that I can look at them regularly and remember and accomplish all these things that would make my life wonderful.

Here they are:

Get a job.
Learn to drive and start geting my driver's licence.
Maybe save up to buy an old 60's volkswagen van!!
Grow my plants successfully with love.
Save up and buy a new Nikon DSLR camera. (My feeble little Kodak camera broke)
Buy myself a decent electric accoustic guitar and amp which I am very much in need of for gig purposes.
Spend more time with my grandma and sew some dresses together.
Loose some weight!
Play many lovely gigs with my band.
Go to as many concerts as I can!

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♥ And so it shall be! Hopefully! God willing it'll be a wonderful summer. ♥

Have you any goals yerself? : ]

Brilliant Collaboration

2010-06-04T18:00:00.003-04:00

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I just had an idea...a rather brilliant idea. Wouldn't it be so incredible if the awesome, whimsical director Tim Burton got together with Joanna Newsom and did something together? I think they could make something epic if they collaborated on a project. Gonna dream about that now. :P

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Chippery Sunshine!

2010-04-21T00:12:00.003-04:00

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It's been such a wonderful sunny day today! T'was just so jolly. Today at lunch my friend Steffany and I sat on the grass of a gentle hill at my school accompanied by some other buddies. Steff and I brought our guitars along and got them out and played a stream of songs from The Beatles. I sang our specialty "Yer Blues", it's a bluesy angst song but it was still all groovy and sassy because the sun put us in such a good mood. Our friends sang along to whatever Beatles song they knew; they were in a frenzy of lagh attacks and joy. I just thought, sweet! Look what a little chippery sunshine can do!

Incase I hadn't shown you all a picture of my guitar here it is. Tis a very old picture from earlier on in the year, but it shows her, her name is Lilly.

Ah I'm so very glad it's Spring. All the trees are festive with blooms, man I can't wait till everything becomes green! I'd love to go frolicking in a field of flowers somewheres quite soon, that is if I'm lucky to find any local ones!

I wish I could take some pictures of the bloomability all around but my feeble little camera is currently broken. There's this lovely foxy tree outside my room window I'd really like to capture, it looks so pretty when it's just little green buds.

Anyhow.. I wish bid you all a most charming spring, and some very chippery sunny days full of love and laughter. Throw some music in there too : P

Much peace and love!

- Ginela ♥

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My Dwelling

2010-04-09T01:44:00.000-04:00

Hey everyone, I thought I'd introduce you to my room just for fun because it's my favorite dwelling. It's really such a great part of me which is weird to me. I come from a Cuban family, and so it's weird for me to shut my self in my room; I'm always downstairs with my mom and brother talking and sharing love and music. We have no locks on our room doors, they're literaly thought of as "dormitories" to us since all we do in them is sleep. But I find nowadays I spend more time in it reading or something. I guess I'm isolating myself a little bit up there.

The little hours I spend in my room are long and wonderful. Some days I lie down on my bed and put on some Pink Floyd on my tiny CD player; it's one of the most delightful things listening to Pink Floyd, it's a most trippy, solemn experience in dimness. I look up and my celing is covered with posters of John Mayer, Pink Floyd, Jimi Hendrix, The Beatles (Abbey Road), and Zeppelin. I also sit on my bed and play my guitar Lily and write or play some songs with her. I sit and write, read, remenisce over past love, happiness, and betrayal, dream, think about fairies, and think of spotanious scenerios. I give merit to my soul there. I aughta say it's a trippy room to my taste, and it sometimes transforms into comforting chaos when clothes are all over the place. Tee hee.

Anyhow..yeah, quite a pointless post, I just thought I'd pay some tribute to my dwelling.

The weekend soon comes! Hope you have a great one.

Isn't this a lovely day to be caught in the rain?

2010-04-07T18:26:00.002-04:00

Man oh man this week is getting wet, tis a feast of showers for all nature! We've been getting some rain that doesn't belong in this time in April, sais my science teacher. We even got some spontaneous thunder in the morning today! But the rain doesn't seem misplaced to me, I recall hearing "April rain" in a song somewhere so it all seems very familiar. Tis alright, the greyness is a contrast to me, it makes me appreciate the sunshine when it comes.

All this misty wet weather puts me in two different moods. When I look out the window and everything outside looks refreshed but cheerless I feel a little nostalgic. When I'm inside after the rain I begin to reminisce over color and brightness and sun rays. I shouldn't be frowning though! I should be happy that the flowers and trees get their very own splash pad! I bet they long for rain after a while.

The other mood the rain puts me in is adventurous! I know such a difference from nostalgic ain't it? Well yep, I feel adventurous. Especially when the rain is all gone and you've got all these majestic puddles of wonder all about, every time I see one I feel I must disturb its stillness and jump in it! My biggest fear though is all the worms that come out, they creep me out. It's a shame really because worms help the soil so all the pretty grass and flowers can grow beautifully.

I guess what I'm gonna get out of this post is that I'm going to celebrate the rain and do a lot of window gazing and going outside. Seems it's going to be quite wet this week so I guess I'll enjoy it while it's here. Cheers to rain!

I hope you all have a lovely week!

These two here are pictures of my somber kitchen in these rainy days.

Diva's Phases

2010-03-30T18:03:00.001-04:00

I usually keep away from media because none of it is sincere, also, nowadays I find pop music irritating. Who needs pop when you can get lost with Joanna Newsom? Anyhow I havn't looked up recent music in a while, it just hasn't tickled my fancy ever since grade 9. But I do remember my childhood favourite singer Shakira as a huge inspiration to me, I remember wanting to be just like her and singing her songs, haha! Remembering how much I used to be into her, I decided to look her up and see how she's doing. Turns out.. I didn't like what I found...

WHAAATT??????

You see.. the Shakira I grew up listening to could be groovy and sensational while still being meaningful as dignified woman. I pictured her as a diva you could respect. Her music from her old albums (including her spanish music) do have really good lyrics compared to many usual pop songs. I was fascinated that you could have a song with the beats of "Whenever Wherever" and still have lyrics that say "lucky that my lips not only mumble, they spill kisses like a fountain". You do have to look and listen deeper beyond the singles to see her more intricate lyrics, especially in her spanish songwriting. She could wear belly tops and leather pants and still be very smart in her views and values and activism.

Now I look her up and the lady is singing songs with electronic beats and more common lyrics. She remains very artistic in her videos and dance, but she's all new, hardly the old Shakira I knew. It bothers me so much how now if you turn on the radio most music consists of electronic beats and DJ sounds. Some songs are meant to be that way.. say european techno songs or house music meant for raves, but I think that's as far as it needs to go. Nowadays electronic sounds are everywhere! Tell my why on earth would anyone choose electronic sounds over the purity and earthiness of a real instrument played with the sweat and tears of a musician!! It's beyond me...

My Shakira is now using those sounds, and to me, she doesn't sound as smart anymore. I mean, she has a band who she tours around with, and they provided all the musicianship she needed, how could she replace them with electronica? On top of that she's wearing clothes similar to the styles of Beyonce and Lady Gaga, I don't see the point. I find all these pop styles and bodysuits are ridiculous when they're overdone with no subtleness or simplicity; it's all just BAM IN YOUR FACE!

See like this... have you not seen this repeated and regurgitated recently by all the divas?

Note to self: no need to get fiesty or angry. But Oh man I sure am so very very irritated! My childhood inspiration is not the same no more :(. It's also true that people go on and change and transform all the time, it's happened hundreds of times with pop singers, I just didn't see it coming that my original Shakira would completely change her direction. I respect her still, I just wont find myself agreeing to her music anymore.

We've both grown out of something. I've grown out of popular music, while Shakira is moving into it's newness. I've grown out of all that thankfully. You see I go to a school of the arts for it's vocal music program and there I've learned to appreciate music like classical music and jazz. I've gotten lost in a world of music more complex than pop where I find nothing is dull. Now I can see how important music education is, and how much the classic world has to offer. Nevertheless..we can't help but be chameleons and transform to get to experience everything that comes our way.

But oh how I miss the old her...

Alice in Wonderland 2010

2010-03-15T15:03:00.001-04:00

Last Friday I went to watch Alice in Wonderland at theatre with Javier, who's now my ex. It's sad to let him go but we're still wonderful friends, we love each other's soul very much.

The movie couldn't have been more lovely, but it felt kinda short to me; everything happened so fast and it was quite predictable, but I guess that's what one would expect with a remake of a movie or story.

Despite it, t'was wonderful. There was all this magical greenery and whimsical mushrooms and creatures. Alice got to change between dresses multiple times in her adventure, she has beautiful golden hair. And she's so ever pale!

But the best dressed character to me was the Mad Hatter, I adore his outfit and his unforgettable top hat. I love Johnny Depp when he is the craziest of characters, he's so enjoyable. He made a great Hatter, and he made him seem so vivid.

Oh it was so very well made! And it was incredibly funny! Especially the Queen, she was evil but loose and hilarious. I think she was perfect, with the huge head and tiny crown and all. The cheshire cat was exquisitely creepy and had a majestic set of teeth as well as an attractive accent.

I just wish the film would have been a little longer. I was so lost in that world. I wanted to see more and more of the Mad Hatter, he was so very irresistible. Now I know for sure that I must purchase a pale blue dress and loose my self through the woods behind my back yard. I have this tradition that I must reenact movies I see. How lovely. Please don't miss out on watching this film! Tis so trippy, you'll love it.

A fairy among us

2010-03-01T17:05:00.002-05:00

I've never shared any music with anyone that didn't dig the music I showed them by the end of the day; that is until I discovered Joanna Newsom. I remember playing my brother "Peach Plum Pair" as he made the most distasteful face, like a lime had just been squashed in his face.

There's no doubt I was too alarmed when first hearing Joanna Newsom's voice; it differs from everything else I'd ever heard before. Child-like and chirpy it stings you with a ping while it floats over a glorious tangle of harp sounds. Although it's incredibly hard to note at first, I recognized her rather unrefined voice is indeed wonderful, and I also realized singers spend too much time polishing their voices during a melody, the shiny voices takes away from the meaning of the words. I find Joanna Newsom's melodies aren't overpowered, they're perfect, only just enough sweetness is all that's necessary. And my my... that harp. I cannot explain what it does to me and the states of delight it puts me in, it embroiders intricate pictures of stories in my heart and mind.

Perhaps the reason I'm so enchanted by her is because I hadn't been exposed to folk music before, and of course she opened to me a portal to many more artists.

Nowadays I play some Joanna Newsom when I want to be lifted by magic, and when I'm tired of hearing simple boring overrated sounds.

To top it off she writes the most intricate lyrics! They're whimsical and oh so very intertaing to read, most of it is incomprehensible at first. How I love that. If only artists nowadays would make their music more ornate. I'm in love, been in love with her sound for quite a while now, t'was time I wrote a post about her.

She also wears vintage-y clothes and her very features make her seem like fairy in them; sometimes the way she talks makes her sound like a fairy too because her vocabulary is so very diverse and antique. I think she is outstandingly pretty.

She must be a fairy.

It's a complete enchantment listening to her.

I wish her much peace and happinesswithin her art.

The Tempest

2010-02-21T23:24:00.001-05:00

I'm reading The Tempest in English class (grade 11). I think it's quite Trippe! I'm frustrated though, it's obvious as to how it will end, but there's always a twist; I've got a friend in class who knows the ending and she won't say a word of it. Geez!

Ah it's a wondrous play. I'm loving it so far! Ferdinand sounds like a babe, there's fairies and nymphs and twisted songs, and Ariel, it's lovely! I can just picture such a whimsical island. Has anyone ever read this play through school or on their own? I just realized someone might not know what it is I'm talking about :P.

My favourite part of reading any Shakespeare is the names he picks for his characters. I'm very amused by Trinculo (the drunken fool) and Gonzalo. But I know of other plays like Hamlet where Shakespeare picks names like Rosencrantz and Guildenstern and Polonius. Ha ha it's great. I've always wanted to name one of my kids Polonius when I grow up, but I figure that would burden the one baring the name alot, so I'll settle for something else; when I get my first electric guitar I'll name it Polonius.

The English in Shakespeare's plays is infinite in wonder; man I can't think of so many ways to make a simple sentence sound so trippy. I'm enjoying it all so much. The pain will come in English class though when it's time to write essays. I'm quite sure I won't love the Tempest so much then. But it's all going to be okay, not easy as a breeze but adventurous like one, and so it shall all be allright :P

Anyhow... to anyone reading, I bid you much peace and love and laughter.

That and a lovely week!

Abundance of grey

2010-02-10T13:24:00.001-05:00

I find my winter's been abundant in greyness, snow is delaying it's fall. Everything is bare! I feel like all there is to stare at is pavement. It's not all that bad really; when there's bareness everywhere you can focus on other beautiful things like the silhouettes of tress against the colours of twilight, that's one of my favourite distractions. :)

Ah winter where have you gone, and if you're there why must you be stalling? I decided it's winter's turn to be the outcast this year, I think it wants to see if we'd miss it if it wasn't present. Thus I decided to gather some quotes about winter so that I can remember how the other ones chilled me to the bone and blinded me with majestic whiteness!

"Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look what they do when they stick together."
"Winter is nature's way of saying, "Up yours." " ~Robert Byrne
"Every mile is two in winter. " ~George Herbert
"Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face." - Victor Hugo

These are some pictures of me in the little snow there is in my back yard:

Ah silhouettes of trees... Lovely things they are...

My hair is blowing in a breeze!

As I mentioned, very very thin little bit a'snow. There's little animal prints everywhere! :P

Poor trees, they's looking all desolate; yet, I know they're just saving up their goodness for spring.

Anyhow... I wish you a delightful winter and I hope it's not out of whack for you.

Remembering the fall

2010-01-27T09:54:00.000-05:00

I remember last fall as the one I embraced the most, and now I miss it lots. I don't really know why really, it's just that it was gone so soon. Winter hasn't been a beast so far here in Canada, well at least in Ontario, so I can't really complain. We've had many snow less days and some above zero weather. But to tell you the truth this un-beastly weather is getting weird, if it's going to be winter then it better start being winter. I think I'm ready for a full blast snow storm. It just seams like all the seasons are behind over here, and well winter might actually get beastly much later on when the weather is supposed to warm up.

Anyhow I just want to reminisce bout last fall in this post because I miss it and I'm already anticipating the next one. Thus, I pulled out some old pictures of last fall on a day I let my self be mesmerised by the autumn beauty.

T'wasn't too long ago.. I took a walk through a park on a gray day:

At the end of the walk I was lucky to find me a pretty leaf with a large enough black dot. T'was all pretty and fabulously red with specks. Much like the cherry-on-top of my day.

Dearest fall, how I miss you :)

Benny and Joon (1993)

2010-01-08T23:48:00.001-05:00

This movie was being watched the year I was born; I got to see it last year when the year was semi-old. A sweet moment ago the thought of this film came into my head, very warmly received of course. I started to remember how much I savoured the scenes with my eyes and heart, and how I amplified my enjoyment with my laughter at the characters' lovely quirkiness. I remember it enjoying so very much, so I thought I'd post about it.

Joon (whom I think is rather pretty) is a mentally ill young lady who lives with her brother Benny. Benny takes care of his sister and although he means well, he's sometimes too overprotective with her because of her state. She's very smart, and weird in a way I think is awesome, and she paints. Sam, a comedic Charlie Chaplin kinda fella drops into their life for a reason I can't recall at the moment and stays at their house. He takes care of Joon while Benny works and makes her really interesting grilled cheese with an iron on an ironing board. He entertains her with his comedic tricks as well. They fall in love. Its amusing yet adorable, and it makes me smile and chuckle.

This one of my favourite dialogues in the movie:

SAM: You don't like raisins?

JOON: Not really.

SAM: Why?

JOON: They used to be fat and juicy and now they're twisted. They had their lives stolen. Well, they taste sweet, but really they're just humiliated grapes. I can't say I am a big of the raisin council.

SAM: Did you see those, those raisins on TV? The ones that sing and dance and stuff?

JOON: They scare me.
SAM: Yeah me too.
JOON: It's sick. The commercial people they make them sing and dance so people will eat them.
SAM: It's a shame about raisins.

JOON: Cannibals.
SAM: Yeah. Do you like avocados?
JOON: They're a fruit you know.
SAM: Ruthie, do you got any avocados?

A Shrivelled Prune

2009-12-15T13:00:00.000-05:00

This is how my friend would have felt this Tuesday morning if God hadn't made her positive. She would'a been a shrivelled prune like this one! Sad and given up. I'm so glad God created hope and happiness and forgiving and waiting, and grand prizes of joy to combat the feeling of the soul's drought. I hope no one has to feel all shrivelled up like a prune like this, hope no one's feeling under the weather. If anyone is then I pray they look for the silver lining and try to smile at the sun if their sky is displaying any. If you can look at things positively and hope for goodness in events that may seem bummer then everything shall turn out allright. Much peace and love to all!

The Fig Tree

2009-12-05T03:00:00.000-05:00

Two days ago my boyfriend and I were talking trees, and for me (a lover of trees) the whole deal was a huge turn-on to tell you the truth. Ah kissing under a tree would be devine! *Stares off into a day dream* Anyhow...the great thing about our lovely tree talking was that I learned about some trees I'd never heard enough of before.

We spoke of the Baobab tree, this grotesque tree found in the African continent. It blew my mind gloriously especially in this picture; how can a tree grow to such huge proportions in the blistering African heat? Ah it's gotta be the sun, I'll bet the sun and it's grandioseness had high expectations on this tree, and well it must have mentored it to huge success with the many sun rays in the open African Savannah.

My boyfriend also spoke to me about a very very elderly tree called the Sequoia tree, which I'm sure most people have heard lots about, I'm however shamed I never knew of them before :P. These Sequoias grow in California near the Sierra Nevada Mountains, they age 3000 years! They're just about the most giant most beautiful and ancient thing; my boyfriend particularly likes their admirable red color, I think it's stunning too. Such epic trees, they're like the old still ancient dragons of the forest, wise for the thousands of springs and winters they've seen. I bet they gots lovely fairies all around them parading and what not.

Lastly, we spoke of the Fig Tree, which I think was my favourite of the day and of the intensified conversation. I'd stored up a little knowledge of the fig fruit before but I'd never looked at a picture of it's tree. And so I looked at this picture and dropped my jaw, I might have drooled!

What a foxy tree my my! I'd love to see a real one for my self one day even though these pictures are satisfying. But oh man to climb one would be a dream! And so would kissing under one, or right up on one for that matter, ohh t'would be great! I'm in love with the tree's trippy branches and it's darker shade, it's mysterious, enticing, and artful all in one. Better yet it's even fruitful, the fig as a fruit is very trippy as well.

During my admiring I got up and dug up a little article on the importance and goodness of the fig; I'll list some facts that blew my mind bout it:

people have been eating figs since 5000 BC!
they were eaten by Greek and Roman athletes to better their performance
figs provide the same amount of calcium as milk
the fig tree is the symbol of fertility, abundance and sweetness!
figs were actually the fruit in the Garden of Eden with Adam and Eve, not apples!

And I leave you with my favourite fig fact:

Figs are actually an inverted flower!!!! !! :D

Pretty Redhead

2009-11-17T23:26:00.001-05:00

I've always admired redheads, in fact, I bet I've secretly wanted to be one before. That just simply wouldn't work on me though, red hair would likely look quite silly with my skin tone, too hispanic to look like a legitimate ginger, though I could certainly make my hair a little red someday if I feel like going for it. Anyhow, I find redheads to be natural beauties; often with the palest fairest skin and all creepy blue-eyed, they can scare you and entice you. This is a picture of a woman with red hair taken by William Eggleston, a wonderful photographer who I think can capture light and color in mysterius, pretty ways. I dig his last name lots too. He took this woman's picture without knowing her, spontaniously, he just took her picture and kept walking; I'm in love with it, I have been for a while now, it's delicate and gorgeus and it makes you ponder what this lady's face looks like behind the avalanche of shiny hair. I wonder if she's about to buy some icecream, or perhaps something like a mexican churro since the picture was taken in the Gulf of Mexico. I oughta watch out for Mr. Eggleston and follow around his work, maybe get blown away s'more.

Luckily Falling

2009-11-10T22:57:00.000-05:00

Hello, I'm basically quite jolly right now. Love's just around the corner and this boy and I are drawn to eachother. My great merriment has caused me to go searching for some lovely pictures of soulmates in the abundance of google, and thus I have found these cheerul images to fit my mood. Cheers to you all, I hope you're feeling groovy.

Visisting Stratford Ontario

2009-10-22T12:39:00.000-04:00

Yesterday I went on a field trip with my Music Theatre class to Stratford Ontario to watch the musical West Side Story! Stratford is a town here in Canada named just like the England one where Shakespeare lived. The town was very pretty- especially with the fall season splurging it's colors everywhere, though, it was quite isolated; I saw no Walmarts or large shopping centres, but that was kinda nice because it seemed like the whole place was a very vintage town. And coincidentally enough there were lovely vintage houses all over the place just like my last post! I got a large dosage of beautiful house gazing, my buddies were quite annoyed with me for taking pictures at almost every home we passed. I was doing too much stopping and gasping, thus delaying my group. Eventually they got fed up with my extreme jolliness towards homes and left me to walk ahead towards the theatre, I caught up with them later. I had my self a wonderful time the whole day, and the musical couldn't have been better. Sad to say, I wasn't able to capture any pictures of the attractive cast in the show since cameras weren't allowed. It would have been awfully great to get some warm shots of the lovers in the production Tony and Maria (a.k.a Romeo and Juliet) during one of their passionate kisses since their chemistry together was perfectly sweetened. But fortunately, not all beauty can be captured in cameras, but in vibrant memory.

Here are some pictures:

Ya know I really like Shakespeare's eyes if they really were like that, quite groovy and round, a good looking man I think.

The theatre was quite interesting on the outside! Many seniors attended the show; West Side Story must be a favourite among them.

My friend was able to capture my whimsical red earing, I'm glad she did because I don't wear that pair too often.

Much of the down-town area looked like this, the day was quite gray but the buildings made ya feel warm and invited.

Seeing no grotesque tall buildings was quite nice, all the buildings were aged and looked all cozy.

I kept on walking by buildings with side walls like these alot, there was tons glorious native art like this on many walls. This one ravished my sight for a good chunk of seconds before my friends had to hasten me to get a move on along the town.

We also spend a good chunk of time in this melancholic alley making use of it's space with some pictures.

We thought a picture of our backs would be quite epic, walking off into the valley of wonders, and so I held my friends' waists and we walked off. Though we never got to reaching the depth of the alley haha.

And then later we just wanted to feel bad-ass, besides, we had an alley all to ourselves! And thus we posed Charlie's Angels-style.

I hid behind a fanciful messy plant for fun.

My face had some really volcanic pimples the whole while.

And now for some homes!

I bet these homes all have incredible attics!

And I leave you with my favourite house in the whole town of all the ones that I saw.

Just like there are lovely tree huggers there are lovely leaves that hug houses. I bet this house feels very joyfully embraced and loved. I thank God for making such enjoyable beauty, he must of been having a ball creating it all.

I had such a good time yesterday, It's gonna make the rest of my month.

Cheers! Hope your fall is lovely!

Old Homes

2009-10-19T13:19:00.000-04:00

I long for the day when I'll be able to enter a pretty little vintage home with a history and stay in it for the aging days of my life. I'm not very fond of this day's architecture or new homes' exteriors; now-adays the brand new homes being made look sad and un-fanciful. The homes made during the 1800's were incredibly beautiful outside with pretty little curvy borders and colour, and very pretty boards. I wish they made houses now-adays with as much wonderful details. Thankfully there are places here in Toronto and Kitchener and Oakville where I can stare and daydream at these beautiful dwellings, the people who live in them are mostly elderly people. But to one day have one of my own would cost a fortune because the homes' age value. I'm still gonna strive to have a life someday just so I can buy one for myself. For now I'll just have to enjoy my time collecting pictures of these beauties. I daydream of having my afternoon tea in the front porch and prancing up and down the large stair cases, and of course exploring the spooky attic a home like this might have. Such excitement I hope lasts as long as I grow, and I sure hope old houses are still around when I'm full grown and can make my own dolla billz.

A Walk with my Ma to the Library Yesterday

2009-10-14T19:58:00.000-04:00

Yesterday afternoon, after coming home from school my mom and I took a walk to the Public Library - one of my most favourite places. On our way there I got to contemplate a few local trees that are starting to brighten themselves up with attractive colors, though alot of them aren't completely covered in foxyness, some have just started to yellow. But oh boy, the colors that have flourished are calling to me, atumn collors just ravish my

sight.

Thanks to the winds I found a leaf in my path that brought me instant joy. It reminded me of the colors of fire, and I pondered if somehow the leaves produce some warmth for themselves against the coldness with their splendiferous warm colors. Perhaps they do? Perhaps their colors are their furnace.

Napoleon Dynamite

2009-10-02T18:16:00.001-04:00

I'm one of those people who has seen a ton of weird movies hardly anyone knows, but I'm usually the last to see movies that everyone's seen. So this week, I got down to watch a film very memorable to most people - Napoleon Dynamite. I remember seeing a girl with a "Vote for Pedro" shirt one time in elementary school and I always wondered what the meaning behind it was, haha. After having seen the movie I pondered and pondered why I'd never picked it up before, it's just about the most magestic thing. The movie has some pretty fantastic filmography and it takes off in a slow kind of pace relative to life. It also manages to make weird hillarius, using no nudity or swearing (which is usually hard to do), and it's just wonderful for it. Napoleon had my heart right from the start of the movie to the end, how lovely is he for joining the 'happy hands club'! The uncanny characters are just perfect and the spontanius concepts like the grandma's lama and the ligers couldn't be anymore epic. I am most definately determined to find a liger now! I feel so stupid for not having seen this movie earlier; if you're not aware of memorable films like me and you've never seen this movie, then you've got to do yourself the honors of seeing it sometime, but I doubt there's anyone who hasn't.

Haha.

Fall is coming!

2009-09-30T00:22:00.000-04:00

Throughout this past summer I was able to look out my window and see abundantly green forest trees. Tis is my window:

The autumn will cause some exciting color out my window quite soon! I can't wait. But it saddens me to think about how quickly fall passes by and how it's not able to extend it's turn in the cylce of seasons, at least I see that's the tendancy here in Canada. Pretty soon the lovely colorful leaves will dive onto the ground or get dragged affar by the wind, and the trees will be left naked and vulnerable to a splurging impatient winter. To think the trees can loose that many leaves...

Anyhow, you've got to make the best of what you've got, and while I'm awaiting fall I'm just gonna keep on looking forward to it; and once it's fully arrived, I'm going to embrace it at all times. So cheers to it! I hope your fall turns out lovely and cheerful! :)

Black Coffee

2009-09-10T19:48:00.000-04:00

I go to a highschool of the arts where I major in the vocal music program, and tomorrow I have to sing a song that showcases my voice for the whole class. I chose to sing a very jazzy bluesy song called Black Coffee, Ella Fitzgerald does a lovely version of it. A little while after I was practicing I typed "black coffee" into google images and I found this amusing picture of a vintage housewife-looking girl drinking her coffee and getting all bright and capooey on the face. I quite like it. Saddly the song is a little more depressing than the picture haha.

Cottage Mushrooms!

2009-08-23T22:50:00.000-04:00

This past week I was at a cottage with my fam in a most magical place called Parry Sound. The cottage was facing the lake and tons of greenery and strange vegetation that grows over rocks! I was excited to go the whole time because I went there certain that I would find some fairies among all the nature! Saddly, I didn't encounter any fairies in my steps, or maybe I just wasn't looking hard enough, but I was fourtunate enough to run into some mushrooms that made me very satisfyed at their sight. I love happy mushrooms! Here are the ones I was able to take pictures of :)

New found art!

2009-08-14T02:01:00.000-04:00

Hello, I am glad to confess I'm a looser and I waste a huge load'a time looking for things on google when I step into those long periods of "I have no life". Today just outa curiosity I typed something new into "google images" (as I do almost everyday of me life), I can't recall what word it was but I came across a very grotesque but colorful picture, and thus discovered a trippy new atrist, his name is Alex Pardee. The guy, man rather is currently blowing my mind with his violent art! I am so excited, I love it when I can find artwork that gloriously rips my brains out, and this man's work has done just that to me. He's known most for making the album artwork for The Used's love and death cd. This man is uber genius. I'm ever greatful that google exsists, it's sometimes too groovy to be true. Here I go forth to a new obbsession!!!

Horray to this! Here's some of his work:

Quirky

2009-07-30T16:16:00.000-04:00

Our first talk was so very messy

Like crumbly apple caramel pie

Quirky as we acted, we were so interested

Mind you, it satisfied

the plunging butterflies

In my belly

Our telephone conversations were dim and awkward,

And coward as ever

Dare I say I still like you c'ause you're clever?

Saddly not at dating

But I appressiate your shy, cute

Tremor

Look at us holding hands

Your whole arm span is shakig

And mine, stiff as a nest

Dare I say I might have pretended

To enjoy the walk we took through the forest

But, do know

That I do adore

Your feeble, shy strokes on my skin

And I'm aware that you mean to do more

It just needs much more better timing

That's all,

It'll take a marathon of days

Before we both feel at home

But I'm glad we're on an anti-instant

Path of love.

Tripster Hipsters.

2009-07-20T17:04:00.000-04:00

Hippies were the hope of the 1960's and were extreme huggers while guns were being fired off in Vietnam. Ever since I started listening to classic rock (especially my love, Jimi Hendrix) and blues and folk music, I've been allowing my self to sink into understanding the culture at the time of freedom and love. Like bohemian gypsies, hippies were fearless in their trippiest minds and did drugs to feel at higher peaks than life (this is not an aspect of them I'll adore, but much open minded music was made thanks to the drugs :D)

They held mental nomadic passports as they traveled aways in their dreamy-painted volkswagon camper vans and shared their music and love everywhere!

To me hippies make me smile, because they do and did what everyone else fears and feared, they defyed the demanding mainstream by keeping together with love as the only glue, isntead of money and power.
I think they also dissed the american dream most excellently! Surely if all the world was hippie then well, the truth is we wouldn't get much done, but we could easily avoid a third world war if love was chosen over power. Either way I think we'd respect nature so much as hippies that the faires would come out and mingle with the de-greed-afied human beings!
Here are some awesome pictures of hippies that slap me with joy and lift me from reality:

Magestic peoples!

Traces of Unicorn magic exists in gum

2009-07-19T23:58:00.000-04:00

One of my friends found a most excellent contraption, she being magical herself in so many unexplicable ways somehow came across a pack of "Freakin' Magical Unicorn Gum". My reaction smile upon opening the unbelievable pack was huge. Ya know you think magical things all the time but you're half uber surprised and a brighter half uber happy upon recieving them, and so this really got to me in a most mysteriusly delightful way. The pack suggests I was to shit sunshine just like unicorns, but that lovely detail shall remain confidential. Enjoy!

Birdies at Dusk

2009-07-01T02:51:00.000-04:00

Summer breaks are lovely things. Mine seems to be taking an interesting turn because I've begun some chancy crushing. Presently, I'm enjoying being back in the cupid bizz, even though it can let you fall down hard sometimes.

Apart from that, what I really wanted to convey in this post was one devine part of summer and that is being able to stay up real late. These past few days I've been going to sleep at around 5:00 am and waking up at 3:00 pm! If it weren't for summer it'd be like sleeping through a whole school day for me. It's a mad life but its most certainly fun! Reasons for me staying up so late are staying up with freinds, or watcing movies, youtubing all sorts of random things and reading, it's not that bad though, it's not like I've been out partying!

The most delightfull part of this though is just when I'm about to rest my head on my pillow and the birds are singing outside. Sometimes when the sky is still about to be at dusk the birds will start singing, it's not all completely heavenly though since it's all very high pitched, but it's so fun listening to it. They start off really calmly and then go right into violent magestic concertos! Sometimes if you listen closely they even have soloists. I don't know what musical style birds do sometime, I'd like to be able to communicate with them sometime and ask them, though it seemed like some form of incendiary classical. I would like to hear some radical birdy jazz some day, or maybe conga!

Birds are certainly making my summer. If you can afford to enjoy wasting a little resting time and extend your night you can hear birdies do their thang like I did, it's adorable.

You be the event

2009-07-01T02:22:00.000-04:00

I saw this picture on google and I thought it was fantastic. This seems like a fun way to have a lonesome picnick. I could see me doing this too right now :D

Shock to have to say RIP to the King

2009-06-26T05:24:00.000-04:00

As it's been repored, Michael Jackson Died yesterday June 25th 2009.

The man always made me smile and made me shiver and groove because of his supernatural dance mooves and beautiful peacemaking with cultures. Not only the King of pop but the King of restless magesticness. It was such a shocker to me when I heard the headlines; I couldnt gulp it down and accpet it at first, but then I took it all in and figured the lovely man needed his rest. My mom and I got out the candles and lit them for him, and then we rejoiced his life on earth with a flow of youtube videos and interviews of him. The news said he was preparing to do a comeback tour in the UK, but as one of the callers said in a talk segment later on, Michael Jackson never needed to come back, he was always there wether there were mischevious rumors or not, but anytime his music is played people react wonderfully. Thank god he left a legacy of magical music for us, and such lovely examples of starting to create a better world. The last thing my mom and I did last night was we sat down around my piano and sang and played the Earth Song in tribute to him, least we could do really. I hope the world can pick up where our huge-hearted King of pop left off, and ofcourse, never let him die. Every time I shake my hips to his music I'm gonna remember and live the amazing man.

RIP m'friend, and may my candles dance with you as you drift off to rest.

2009-06-05T23:47:00.000-04:00

2009-06-05T23:43:00.000-04:00

Nature artistry

2009-06-05T23:04:00.000-04:00

God musta been having a heck of a groovy time when he was making fruit and vegetables and flowers and all that such. I bet the man experiments with psychadelic art him self! Creating all the world's natural beauty musta been a blast.

I photographed a bit of some local groovy nature to share my point

First first

2009-06-03T21:21:00.000-04:00

I've always enjoyed looking at the blogs of other citizens of the world and encountering their random thoughts. Just yesterday my mother started a blog of her own thanks to the help of her lovely friend, thus I thought it was time for me to get one too.

I've never approached blogging this close so it's all very experimantal, though I think it'll be a joy ride everytime I get to freely type down what I'm thinking of.

I have quite a spontanious mind and I love fishing things right out of the blue (wherever that is), so it will be really interesting to see just what crazy random things I blog about. I also hope to include in here my hippie values and flower power-ness, as well as a bunch of enigmatic pictures I spend well wasted time looking for on google, maybe I'll throw on a bit of my art too.

Right now I'm anticipating a great exploration on this new journey of blogging; I can't wait to see what kind of comments if I ever get any; this might be majestic :D.