Flight

He plunges into the icy water, and
Dives. He grasps long
Rope which holds the anchor.
He lifts it through the surface.
Salt sates his body,
Sea air chills his bones.
With Insufficient preparation,
His wings barely broken,
Barely ready for this flight.
For this flight is more than he can
Bear. The weight of the anchor is a burden,
Regardless, he will fly. He will sing,
A song his father taught.
“Amor est viae essentia”

Eternal Earth Bound Pets???

So, I came across this website called Eternal Earth Bound Pets. Check it out before you read any more of my post. I felt compelled to write them. The following is our correspondence:

Nicole,

Thanks for your long, complex, and detailed discription of your specific concerns and needs.
I'm afraid your more needy than we can support.

Best regards,
Brad

-------- Original Message --------
Subject: Question
From: Nicole Nemeth
Date: Sun, August 30, 2009 6:30 pm
To: brad@eternal-earthbound-pets.com

Dear Brad,

I have a pet that I greatly care for and I love him enough to invest
in his earth-bound security. However, I must ask a few questions
before I sign a contract. Kensington, my basset hound, has seemed
awful lonely these past couple of months, because I had to go back to
work since the country's economic downturn. I have been thinking that
I should purchase a friend for him. Lets say that I do indeed purchase
an additional pet. Lets say the rapture occurs just as I am about to
place the additional pet from my arms into the ground. Lets say that
as I am lifted into the heavens, my beloved new pet falls on the
ground. Lets say this additional pet is injured (a broken limb,
perhaps). Lets say that this pet is not, as of that time, insured by
Eternal Earth Bound Pets. In this scenario, what would be your
procedure? I would not want you to have to care for my pet without the
proper compensation of $15 and I do not want to incur an unnecessary
additional expense if I do not yet, at present time, own more than one
pet. Is there a way to add a clause to the contract addressing this
issue? Perhaps I can hide the $15 in a designated location in my
house. under the carpet, or in a cabinet. Or, if you prefer, I will
authorize you to use my debit card only in the event that a rapture
occurs. I will inform my bank of this information, I am sure they can
put a note in my file.

My other concern is the medication. My Kensington has sever
allegories. He is prescribed both dexamethasone and prednisolone. I
also give him Nordic Naturals Pet Cod Liver Oil on a daily basis. I
know that you allow for special instructions in the contract. I
usually keep his medication well stocked, however, what happens when
the medication runs out? Do the care providers "adopt" Kensington, and
take on the burden of expenses? I am concerned not just for myself,
but all the other owners. We all desire our pets to be properly cared
for, and from what I see of your website, you are very trustworthy
individuals, but Kensington will die without his medication. A thought
came to me: What if you formed a non-profit organization to facilitate
a group of Rapture believing veterinarians to donate their offices
unused medical supplies and medication to help in your endeavor?

I absolutely love music goes much deeper than notes played and lyrics sung.
I love that Mr. Mayer's music is home to me.
I love that I was driving home from church tonight and listening to The Postal Service and I felt fall and it was like I was remembering something that hasn't happened yet.
I love that Mute Math will always bring me back to Lakeland, driving down E. Lake Parker Dr. by the power plant in autumn.
I love that old Working Title stuff makes me think of the old days and mudding and concerts.
I love that Hanson reminds me of the power of choice and possibilities.
I love that Jonny Lang reminds me of the impact that we have on others.
I love that I could go on and on with this.
I love the power that music holds!

Tomorrow will mark a month since my 24th birthday. I pray that year 24 treats me better than 23. It will: I have been making it a point to think more positively about life. I have been wanting to write for a while, but as much as I feel as if I have something to say, I feel as if I do not know how to say it. All I can think about is a poem that I wrote for school last semester. My assignment was to write about love in an un-cliche way. This is what I wrote:

When the Thirteen Inches from Head to Heart Feels Like Miles

She awakes to the smell of sweet,
Nauseating sweet. Faintly pink and orange and
Dark blue, the ambiguous heavens refused
To reveal night or morning.
Trees surrounded her, orange trees. Fruit and blossom
Intending to rot.

She stands, body aching, and examines her hand
Rich soil under her nails and scraped bloody palms.
Her knees are just as damaged.

Panic sounds in the distance. She turns back and runs.
Gasping for air, Dogging between the flowers and fruit and trees,
She changes her course and loses bearing.

Moments pass, she turns her head and
slows her pace. She begins to feel safe.
Neglecting her steps, she tumbles at the earth.
Unable to stand once more, she crawls. Waiting, she falls asleep.

She awakes to the smell of sweet
Decaying sweet. Faintly orange and
Dark blue. The ambiguous heavens refused
To reveal morning or night.
Trees surround her, orange trees.
Rotting fruit and blossom...

Are the details in the fabric?

What if i lived to see fulfilled the dreams of those I come into contact with? It doesn't even have to be big dreams, a little one here or there will suffice. What if I were able to be a vessel for a higher power? What if my words, my thoughts, my actions made people think beyond themselves? Is the connection we have to others unmarked by some and embraced by others? Where do I fall? To be fully alive must there be a happy balanced, or is it necessary to be conscious of this connection? What if I started to live consciously, with the reality that my every choice, my every breath, my every word, my every thought has an affect on something outside myself? We all exist beyond ourselves. We are intended for a purpose beyond ourselves. We all have potential greatness; we have potential destruction. We all live it out every day. Greatness and destruction fuel our world. Dose the destruction of one negate the greatness of another? Does the greatness of one empower the destruction of another?

Beauty is...

..Ray LaMontagne. How is it that I just found out about him a few weeks ago thanks to my wonderful cousin. I saw that she was friends with him on the MySpace. "Amazing" is all I have to say!! There is a longing that i feel with his music. A good longing, a vindicable longing. His music sounds like fall feels. That is all I have to say. Have a good day!

Ray LaMontagne EPK

Last week, two times in a row, I have been having crazy weird dreams about bombs blowing up the country. My aunt says that I am probably stressed out about the looming elections; I think she may be right. I have taken up reading the newspaper. My goal is to get through the first section starting with the opinions. I keep my pencil in hand and write down my thoughts or opinions in the margins.
I came across this column in the opinion section written by Garrison Keillor called "Americans' B.S. detectors go off the charts with Palin." (Now, I don't want this to be a crap-on-Palin blog, but I think that her beliefs and actions need to be taken into account when there is a possibility we may be calling her President Palin in the future.) But, back to the newspaper...I underlined almost half the article, and there are quite a few exclamation points. One example:
"The attempt to link Barack Obama to an old radial in his neighborhood has desperation and deceit written all over it."
Just today, the only McCain ad I saw on TV was the one that mentioned "William Ayres, the terrorist" and how Obama lied about knowing him. Palin says during her speeches that the two "pal around" together. This is not true. They were both part of the Chicago Annenberg Challenge, a group founded in the 1990 by the high profile Republican and philanthropist whose widow supports the McCain campaign. The purpose of the group was to improve public schools in areas ranging from teacher training to music education to parental involvement. Ayers was on a voluntary advisory board who hired lawyers to write bylaws which, in time, would need to be unanimously approved by the board of directors, of which Obama was a part. In late 1960s, when Obama was 8 years old, William Ayers was part of a radical leftest group called the Weather Underground, a group of college students who violenly protested the Vietnam War by bombing public locations. Ayers turned himself into the police in the 1980s, charges against him were dropped, and he has since become a "Distinguished Professor at the University of Illinois." Obama describes Ayers actions in the Weather Underground both "detestable" and "despicable." Just go to factcheck.org for more information.
On a much lighter note, I was looking up chords to a song called "New Deep" by John Mayer, and I ended up looking at what people said the song means. Some are comical.