Irony

And the funny thing is... That there is nothing funny about it.
Irony must be one of the weirdest things, it occurs quite often, at the strangest times when you least expect it. Sometimes it can be funny, but then there are times that it's just so serious that you just need to laugh to release some of the tension. Irony is not a nice thing.
It can start out as ironic and end in something nasty or unwanted.
It might seem a joke to some whilst at the same time hurting someone else.

“Irony is an insult conveyed in the form of a compliment” - Edwin P. Whipple

Unexpected Changes in Life

Sometimes life can make such unexpected turns at the most unexpected times...
It may be good changes, or it may be not so good, and sometimes, like now, you just have no idea what it means or where it will go.

You're happy the one moment, and the next it feels as if you'll never find your way as doubt crept into your mind, for unknown reasons.
The more you try to find answers, the more your mind feels blank and completely lost.

Right now, I have no idea where I want to go, what I want to do, where I am. It's so confusing and frustrating. Hopefully, sooner rather than later, I will find what I need to find and all will become clear.

Pirates

Treasure chests got me thinking about pirates. They are ruthless, mean thieves, still we seem to
admire them, dress like them at parties, watch movies about them (more than once).

What exactly triggers this fascination with them? Is it because of their mysterious ways, their
adventures and treasure hunting? Or is it merely about them being different?

Why does something or someone different than ourselves always grab our attention and seem so
interesting?

Maybe it's just all about the outfits. How they look. Isn't that the one thing that always draw a lot of
attention?

And the whole movie thing? Maybe that's just about Johnny Depp and Keira Knightley. I wonder...

Whatever the case, here are a couple of pirates:

Treasure Chests

Our lives are like treasure chests just waiting to be opened and discovered. To be used in wonder and good deeds, to be filled with new and wonderful things.

Sometimes treasures are hard to find even though we know they exist. We must never give up on this ongoing adventure, with or without a treasure map.

The greatest reward is when we find ourselves to be rich and full of gold, and what treasure chest doesn't have these?

Yet, we are still each unique and precious in our own special way. We don't need to want someone else's treasure or life, we just need to discover our own and learn about the mystery, the wonder and the worth of ourselves.

Is nothing something?

I've been thinking about this and it confuses me.

Generally we refer to nothing as not being anything, but then how can there not be anything at all? When we say 'it' is nothing, it cannot be, because 'it' must be something, so nothing must be something, defined differently.

But still, what if there really is not a thing? Is that possible? Maybe in context.

This is really confusing, whether it is something or not I can't decide.

Music!

Music is the pulse of the world!

Every beat vibrates through my soul and touches a deep emotion inside my heart.

There really is nothing quite like music. What would the world be without it? Imagine the silence... It would be really boring. What would we then listen to?

And dancing? We wouldn't be able to dance. Can u imagine that? I just can't. Loosing that freedom of moving to the sounds and beats of music, with no other thoughts or cares.

The rhythm, the sound, the pulse...

Music is the pulse of my world!

A world of disappointment

This world carries too much disappointment and not nearly enough joy. This is evident in our everyday existence, making us into people who is afraid to trust, who prefer to rely on ourselves. How disappointingly true, but how wrong, this is.

Too many a time I've relied on someone or trusted a friend, only to turn my back and find disappointment around the next corner. Why does this happen? Does this mean that you can never trust somebody else?

It's not just disappointment, it's also being let down. Having high and wonderful expectations, but never experience it, because you were let down, someone's promises were not kept or they conveniently decided to forget them.

The only question that keeps coming into my mind is: Why?

Maybe it's because one person will never truly understand another. This is not a valid excuse, but may be a reason.

The only hope and comfort is that God will never let you down: "... never leave ... nor forsake ... " This is something to be treasured and held close, espercially when you're experiencing disappointment and sadness.

I'm Glad I'm a Woman

I'm glad I'm a woman, yes I am, yes I am I don't live off of Budweiser, beer nuts and Spam I don't brag to my buddies about my erections I won't drive to Hell before I ask for directions I don't get wasted at parties and act like a clown and I know how to put the damned toilet seat down!

I won't grab your hooters, I won't pinch your butt my belt buckle's not hidden beneath my beer gut and I don't go around "readjusting" my crotch or yell like Tarzan when my head-board gets a notch I don't belch in public, I don't scratch my behindI'm a woman you see -- I'm just not that kind! I'm glad I'm a woman, I'm so glad I could sing I don't have body hair like shag carpeting It doesn't grow from my ears or cover my back When I lean over you can't see 3 inches of crack
And what's on my head doesn't leave with my comb I'll never buy a toupee to cover my dome Or have a few hairs pulled from over the side

I'm a woman, you know -- I've got far too much pride! And I honestly think its a privilege for me to have these two boobs and squat when I pee I don't live to play golf and shoot basketball I don't swagger and spit like a Neanderthal I won't tell you my wife just does not understand stick my hand in my pocket to hide that gold band or tell you a story to make you sigh and weep then screw you, roll over and fall sound asleep!

Yes, I'm glad I'm a woman, a woman you see you can forget all about that old penis envy I don't long for male bonding, I don't cruise for chicks join the Hair Club For Men, or think with my dick I'm a woman by chance and I'm thankful it's true I'm so glad I'm a woman and not a man like you!

A Bit of Poetry

This is a stanza from one of my poems:

I feel a sudden awareness
spreading over my skin,
the reason I have yet to meet,
for I will
I am sure.

Have you ever had this feeling? I'm not sure whether I have. I write about it, of course, but did I experience it? If I did it wasn't worth to remember. I think sometimes I write about things that I maybe want to happen, but hasn't yet. I also think that I read too much, fantasy and reality tend to get mixed up a bit. And I'm also a daydreamer, so it just confuses things a lot more. But I'm definitely not complaining, and I'm pretty sure I will know when something really happens.

A Very Important Choice

What you feel goes against what you believe in says you should feel. It's when the spiritual and emotional can't co-exist or are in conflict. The chance of finding a common point is too small and hopeless to even consider its existence. What then should be decided? When a choice is in fact no choice, since going the one way you'll be condemned, but going the other you'll always long for the part of yourself you've lost.

Quite a dilemma I'm facing. I have to make this choice, but it's just impossible! What am I going to do? I can try and postpone this forever, but then I will only put my life on hold, and that is definitely not a good option. Maybe I should just stop thinking too much about all of this, because it's starting to drive me crazy and that is not helping at all. I need time to really sort out all of this and hopefully it will eventually turn out not to be so bad after-all. I really hope so.