- Lie's -

this is something that I've come to realise over the past week or so but I've only just been able to get my head around the idea.
Lies.
this is some thing that EVERY1  no matter, who you think you are (you really can't avoid it) you lie. Some of us know it, most of us refuse to believe it and that little percentage that don't fall into those Two categories use it to there advantage.

To the ones that Know It:
we know we lie, it's like a compulsion that we have. And we have no control over AT ALL! sometimes when we spin our little wheel of lies things get out of hand and one thing leads to another, that's an uncontrollable lire. they fall into this category only because it's a compulsion to them. And then there are the clever one who can control there lying ways, they still lie but only to a point  they've set in there head that says "that's enough" and these are the smarts ones , the ones who don't get caught or get into trouble and this is about where i am on the scale.

To the 1's that Refuse To Believe It:

these people are ignorant bastards in my opinion, but hey you may think differently. to me these are the kinds of people that just get on every ones nerves all the time. the people that believe that lying doesn't even exist are so delusional into there own little world that they actually, truly believe that the

shit that comes out of there mouths is actually true. 

(sorry about the excessive use of language, but this kind of persons annoy the crap out of me)

To The One's That Use It:

Well if you just so happen to know that people are lying then you probably have the same agreement that these people usually wear suits and are utter dicks.
but for those of you that don;t realise that your being lied to, well take a psychology quick sesh and find out what you can about lying traits and how to spot them.
these are the people that will lie to get what they want.

There are no hero's among thieves.



- Grief -

this is some thing that my family and i have had to deal with recently.
It isn't exactly explained that well when we are kids, how life and death really work. My parents did try how ever, to explain how it all worked. they took us to 1 or two relative funerals when my brother and i where younger but we were that young that we just sat at the back and asked every five minutes or so "how long 'till we leave?".

......i remember being that young... always on the move to explore and run around and get in trouble, ah the life that we once live.....

Human death had never really affected me after since my introduction to, it's just been something that I've shrugged off...... until recently.
But the strange thing is that i cared more about when one of my best Friends (my pets) died than family members.
That all changed earlier this yeah unfortunately my baby cousin died for the second time in a year. this death has had more of an effect than anything else in my life. at the time of his death i was already in therapy for other reasons. But even though i had talked to this therapist before sharing what i was really thinking about death, with her it just didn't seem right. Man I'm pretty sure i said more to my English teacher (by accident as a way of explaining things) than to any one else.

it's only now that i am able to talk or even share it with you now, it is still difficult.....

My mother has always said that people deal with death in there own way and that there's no way to help someone get through it, not really anyway.
and that's mainly because every one take sit in differently, some try to make themselves feel eh pain that they believe the dearly departed is feeling, other's shut every one out, some pretend that nothing has even happened (denial) or the grab for attention.

To me that is what my Aunt (my baby cousin's mother) has done. She goes out nearly every night and gets drunk (in my mind she gets drunk so that she can forget) and she rapidly spends money on things that are not needed. Her action's anger me with a rage that i have never felt before towards any human being that i have ever met. I'm angry at her because she seems (to me) to have forgotten that she has a daughter to look after! as well as her self . Don't get me wrong i love her to bits and pieces but i can;t look at her in the same way that i used too... i look at her and see hatred and a grate sadness that can never be removed...it's like a stain, a stain on all our souls.
But this is how she's dealing with it and that's what I have to deal with.

How i deal with grief is a lot different, i don't even think that i can describe it. but i do know for a cold fact that i would rather tell complete strangers about what I'm really feeling  than face the look of  pity that i see in my parents and friends faces.

- Boredom  -

this is something that most of us will face every day.
most of us won't really notice it or even do any thing about it but that's what you get when you live in the twenty first century. everything you want is right there at your finger tips and no one says no to you, no matter your age.
There's no adventure in any ones life, no temptation, no danger.

 It's like we've been wrapped up in bubble wrap and gotten so used to it.

And because of this we we're bored.

its as simple as that.

And do you want to know what we do when we realise this sad, sad truth?
we blame some one else but never ourselves AND that's who we need to blame for our own laziness not someone who you've never met.

It's a miracle that we've (the entire human population) have accomplished anything at all in the past Two Hundred year's considering what we've put each other through.

but anyway back to bitching about how bored i am with life, I've decided to go and make my self a cuppa and Not Be Bored.

My excuse for living today

coffee -  mainly because it keeps me going through the day.

Op Shopping - has become my trend. i am in love with old things and as much as i want to move forward with the rest of the world some times it worth taking that sort trip back in time to relearn what we've forgotten.

Family - Is my life i will take care of them and kick there buts when it comes down to it but i love them no matter what and will always stand by there side till the very end (no matter the crap that they put me through, some how i know there is a very good reason for it).

Music - it keeps me calm in time's of anger and sadness. It has helped me reclaim who i am and shown that i can take a stand. It will always be there no matter the cost and will pull me through what I've lost with every word, every rhyme, every beat.

Good Weather - will put anyone in a good mood hence why i think it is called good weather.

Tip 3:

- Coffee -

a natural motivator in just about every one's daily routine.

"people that drink coffee or a lot of caffeine are less likely to commit suicide" This is because coffee makes you motivated and wakes you up in the morning.

and i LOVE it :)

 

so grab a cup and stay HAPPY.

Tip two:

- the simple pleasures in life -

There are always going to be simple things in life that usher us into tranquillity and allow us to relax, and enjoy what we have.

My personal fave in pleasures is just a nice hot latte and a good book in a quiet sunny afternoon, but everyone differs from what they find a pleasure, some people would prefer to enjoy hunting, sex or just having free time in general.

The real joy of lief in it's play. Play is anything we do for the joy and

love of doing it, apart from any profit, compulsion, or sense of duty.

It is the real joy of living

- Walter Rauschbusch -

The best way to enjoy life is to. . . well there isn't an exact answer to that question, but there are ways to make your life better.

Tip one:

to survive almost anything that humanity will throw at you, you need to have a happy place....

when were young we don't face the same monsters that we face when we grow up, we don't worry about paying bill's or getting food on the table that was always left for someone else to do for us. So we don't need a "happy place" to calm us down, but the moment that we grow up things change

DRAMATICALLY.

and some days we just really can't handle that change, like when the weather changes from hot to cold we get storms or we get sick. That's what happens to us when this dramatic change comes along when get all riled up like a storm and get into fights with people that have done nothing wrong or we get sick. sick of reality, sick of our life.

note that getting sick of humanity is a lot worse than getting mad at it.

why? you may be thinking that, when you get mad you throw a few punches, get some bruises and broken bones but that can all heal in time, six weeks in most cases.
when you get sick it leads you more into a depression and depression is a tricky thing.

depression can make you feel lost, scared and a number of other things, so it is wise to have this happy place on stand by.

 

is always out there if your happy place just so happens to fail you, DO NOT FREAK OUT if this happens to you. there is other help out there.

Depression: An illness that involves the body, mood, and thoughts, that affects the way a person eats and sleeps, the way one feels about oneself, and the way one thinks about things. A depressive disorder is not the same as a passing blue mood. It is not a sign of personal weakness or a condition that can be wished away. People with a depressive disease cannot merely "pull themselves together" and get better. Without treatment, symptoms can last for weeks, months, or years. Appropriate treatment, however, can help most people with depression - http://www.medterms.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=2947

YOUR HAPPY PLACE!

is what ever you want or can imagine it to be.
sometimes finding your happy place can be difficult because you don't really know what it is you like, and that's OK.
so lets start simple, start by just closing your eye's and taking a few deep breaths to slow you heart beat.

then imagine that everything it white.
once you have that pick a colour, any colour will do.
and then pick objects or people that you hate or like and then throw that colour over it/them

and then see how you feel.

Being Human

in practise, being human is all we know. Our future beyond that is a big, dark abyss that we'll never know about until we leap into it.

this blog of words that came from my own imagination is what I'm going to call being human. it's just going to jot out what is even considered human.


so lets start off by explaining why i chose humans as my subject.  choose it because everyone seems to be so obsessed with being something else that they've forgotten that at the end of every day we take off  that mask, that mask that makes us different and then were do we leave our self? we leave ourselves human. and that's just fact.
Being human isn't bad it's just difficult.