THE RUSH

Don't think I'm afraid. When you're as battered as I am, still surviving in this alien world, you learn a thing or two. I am not attached to you or you or you... I am a fighter. Lead by my own will. I will do what I need to do, but believe you me, my heart has not been stolen. It's still here. Pumping. For no one else, but me. It may sound selfish, but in this world of chaos, disillusions, falsity, your heart is the only real thing. I keep it intact. And I will guard it till the end of the world. The doors of which are known only deep within.

drop me on a hard surface, only to come back to find me scattered

don't spit your venomous darts at me, man.

can't you see?

i just want us to be free-

free to be however you are, i don't need you to agree

some respect is all i ask

we're equals after all, you and i

not one is holier than the other.

forget the pretense.

drop the "I'm too good for this" elitist-intellectual-babble

gossip mongers never went too far 

so try...

give a little effort to open your mind, 

accept that we are different-

of the same species? yes

of a different race? perhaps

different background? 

different creed?

what does it mean to be different anyways?

this isn't just some hippie talk, to be pushed into the backdrop, a merely stated movement.

we're in for the long haul, folks.

diplomacy isn't all that bad.

'cause in the end, aren't we all just neighbors trying to understand?

notes on a body (short)

trying to reclaim your life from the ravages of disease and ailment is difficult; so so difficult. fixing it through surgery seems only to aggravate. what is one to do. prevention is key. healthy lifestyles. but increasingly getting harder. need to rethink the processes of which one goes about surviving.

Lawrence on the Grand Inquisitor

Perhaps I have been too hasty in pointing out. 

But point I will. 

Read D.H. Lawrence's critique on Dostoevsky's chap "The Grand Inquisitor" 

The need of miracle, mystery, and authority resonantes throughout the whole of mankind. 

I will leave quotes for later. 

glimpse

a strange feeling had dawned on me the other night.
it was the thought that I did not belong to myself.
essentially I am a traveler.
I am a vehicle of use.
A vessel of experience in life.
I belong to a higher order of consciousness.
to the continual.
My life is just a speck in the grand.
It does not mean that I am useless,
or that life is futile.
On the contrary,
it is just the opposite.
I am obligated,
it is a duty,
to respond to all living creatures in a respectful,
dignified manner.
to realize that we all are equals.
to encourage and help one another.
we are the same.
our experience differ at this space-time,
but does not mean we will not experience,
or did not experience.
it is a symbiosis.
it is no better, no worse.
we are reaching complete unity.
God.
soon.

grin

Stuff of the week:

1) British reality model show- "Britain's Missing Top Model" : 8 girls with disabilities compete for modeling competition.

2) Dostoevsky's Brothers Karamazov

3) U.S. News 2008 List of Top Colleges

4) freerice.com for vocab

yes'sir

The Olympics are simply amazing. Go watch. First week down.