An array of feelings, thoughts, ideas and research that I believe in displayed here.
Monday, January 31, 2011
WHAAAA
OMG I HAVENT BLOGGED IN AWHILE......HAHAHAA LET ME THINK OF SOMETHING INTERESTING TO TELL THE WORLD!!
Friday, January 21, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Sooo i did this too..
People of the blogger world are passing this survey around. I decided to post this so that some of you can get a hint of a few things about me...I guess i wont mind sharing these answers.
Lets get personal
sure
Are you shallow?
Nope
Ever been in love?
not sure, don't think so...actually NO
Do you want to be in a relationship?
Already am.
What has been your biggest frustrations lately?
people/life
Whats your definition of success?
life without struggle, the divine purpose of life=happiness
What do you look forward to?
contentment
Whats important?
life
What is honesty?
the truth...duh
If someone wanted to know how you feel, would you use that honesty?
depends on who
What do you value?
myself, lol.....family, morals
Whats a turn on for you?
great physical appearance (abs :)), honesty, morals, standards, make me laugh, trustworthy, pure heart...etc.
What do most of your friends say about you? Do you agree?
im not sure, lol....im crazy....In a good way ;)
Now about your blog
What do you blog about?
anything and everything, whatever pops up in the cranium
Why did you start blogging?
boredom....
How often do you blog?
whenever .
Do you write your posts down before blogging it?
Nope, who does that!
Do you like blogging?
DUH!
Who reads your blog?
IDK...and IDC lol
Is there anything you want to change about your blog?
yeah the design, but i cant figure it out lol
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Untitled....... wrote this on Oct 24.2009
This is no poem, no story, no play
This is real
I had a dream and it was about you ...
I smiled and remembered the memories we had ...
then I noticed a tear fell from my eyes ...
Because in my dream you kissed me and said goodbye ...
This is no poem, no story, no play
These symptoms manifest in me through my psychological pain, or physical pain?
Psalm 69:20 simply says: Insults have broken my heart and left me weak, I looked for sympathy but there was none; I found no one to comfort me.
God is closest to those with broken hearts.
The love started with a smile, grew with a kiss, and ended with a tear!
This is no poem, no story, no play
My pain is inevitable, therefore my suffering is optional.
There is no pleasure, no expressions, just an illusion of what should of, but wasnt.
Love can sometimes be magic ,but magic can sometimes, just be an illusion. Was our love an illusion?
This is no poem, no story, no play
This is real
This is what I call my intense emotional pain.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
I tried to erase the memories of you, but everywhere I turned, there you were. Stalker!
I wish I had the guts to walk away and forget about what we had. But, I can’t because I know you won't come after me, and I guess that's what hurts the most.
I'm just living and breathing and trying not to die again.
I do to my body, what has been done to my soul.
This is no poem, no story, no play
I'm writing this love note with my own blood so you know it came straight from my heart!
To die for love, what could be more glorious?
This is no poem, no story, no play
THIS IS HEARTBREAK!
This is real
I had a dream and it was about you ...
I smiled and remembered the memories we had ...
then I noticed a tear fell from my eyes ...
Because in my dream you kissed me and said goodbye ...
This is no poem, no story, no play
These symptoms manifest in me through my psychological pain, or physical pain?
Psalm 69:20 simply says: Insults have broken my heart and left me weak, I looked for sympathy but there was none; I found no one to comfort me.
God is closest to those with broken hearts.
The love started with a smile, grew with a kiss, and ended with a tear!
This is no poem, no story, no play
My pain is inevitable, therefore my suffering is optional.
There is no pleasure, no expressions, just an illusion of what should of, but wasnt.
Love can sometimes be magic ,but magic can sometimes, just be an illusion. Was our love an illusion?
This is no poem, no story, no play
This is real
This is what I call my intense emotional pain.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
I tried to erase the memories of you, but everywhere I turned, there you were. Stalker!
I wish I had the guts to walk away and forget about what we had. But, I can’t because I know you won't come after me, and I guess that's what hurts the most.
I'm just living and breathing and trying not to die again.
I do to my body, what has been done to my soul.
This is no poem, no story, no play
I'm writing this love note with my own blood so you know it came straight from my heart!
To die for love, what could be more glorious?
This is no poem, no story, no play
THIS IS HEARTBREAK!
Untitled...Wrote this on Oct 15.2009
I'm calling out to YOU, continually asking for YOUR grace! Constanly clothing myself in YOU...I want to
be so hidden in YOU that people will have to find YOU just to know ME! YOUR my perscription AND
addiction!! It is crazy how one substance can be a healing tool, but yet putting me in a state of being
enslaved to YOU, YOU are my habit that I just can't seem to break! Not that that I desire to!....If this is
what a slave feels like, then please......can YOU hold me in your captivity for eternity. If this is right,
than i do not want to be in accordance with mortality! I rise with YOU on my mind, I lie with YOU in my
heart. I thank YOU for blinding me from these worldy pleasures!. I thank YOU for guiding me through
the storms that left me disoriented and disappointed. Thank YOU for allowing my successes and failures
to shape my life! I am the clay and YOU are the potter. My life is surrounded by faith! My life=faith
Without faith there is no purpose. I Trust YOU. Im trusting that YOU will not allow me to get so wrapped
up in this world, I dont want to forget who I'm supposed to be. I know that my life is larger than my
intentions, my plans are only for a moment! But YOUR plan is eternal......I can't wait to overdose on
YOU!!!! :)
-Ashley Motin
be so hidden in YOU that people will have to find YOU just to know ME! YOUR my perscription AND
addiction!! It is crazy how one substance can be a healing tool, but yet putting me in a state of being
enslaved to YOU, YOU are my habit that I just can't seem to break! Not that that I desire to!....If this is
what a slave feels like, then please......can YOU hold me in your captivity for eternity. If this is right,
than i do not want to be in accordance with mortality! I rise with YOU on my mind, I lie with YOU in my
heart. I thank YOU for blinding me from these worldy pleasures!. I thank YOU for guiding me through
the storms that left me disoriented and disappointed. Thank YOU for allowing my successes and failures
to shape my life! I am the clay and YOU are the potter. My life is surrounded by faith! My life=faith
Without faith there is no purpose. I Trust YOU. Im trusting that YOU will not allow me to get so wrapped
up in this world, I dont want to forget who I'm supposed to be. I know that my life is larger than my
intentions, my plans are only for a moment! But YOUR plan is eternal......I can't wait to overdose on
YOU!!!! :)
-Ashley Motin
Insomnia?
Soooo for the past couple of days I've been having trouble falling asleep!! I could be 'dead' tired and can not fall asleep!! But then when I finally drift off, I believe I cant past the first stage of sleep, which if I'm not mistaken there's 5 stages. When I do fall asleep, I can hear my conscious thoughts! YES conscious not subconscious!...Not sure what that experience is called...I shall "Google" it....But I can hear myself thinking and then drift back to sleep. Hopefully I can reach "delta sleep" soon! Or maybe there's too much on my mind :/
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Confucius
And remember, no matter where you go, there you are.
Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
He who learns but does not think, is lost! He who thinks but does not learn is in great danger.
I hear, I know. I see, I remember. I do, I understand.
It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve; and bad things are very easy to get.
There are three methods to gaining wisdom. The first is reflection, which is the highest. The second is limitation, which is the easiest. The third is experience, which is the bitterest.
Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
He who learns but does not think, is lost! He who thinks but does not learn is in great danger.
I hear, I know. I see, I remember. I do, I understand.
It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve; and bad things are very easy to get.
There are three methods to gaining wisdom. The first is reflection, which is the highest. The second is limitation, which is the easiest. The third is experience, which is the bitterest.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Veggies Veggies Veggies
Just threw down on some Tofu Parmigiana!!
This is really great and light. Served with some toasty garlic bread over angel hair pasta!
This is really great and light. Served with some toasty garlic bread over angel hair pasta!
Love
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine
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