Sometimes our parents can’t teach us everything. We need that one person that can support us and not just point out the bad sides of us, but the good side too. When you can talk to that best friend/soulmate/boyfriend or whatever, you can count on him for the help you need. I’m single and I don’t depend on anyone, but I know that the guy I’ve been talking to has learned a lot from me and I’ve learned a lot about him. He makes me feel that it’s okay to learn from a man and for things to be vice versa. The main idea, is that you work as a team to build a force that can’t be torn down by the people that don’t care about what you built. Don’t trick to use cement to keep things standing, because obviously if a tropical storm hits, the cement is going to be pulled up. Find something strong to stick to the each other.
You ever feel like there’s a lot to do on the internet? It’s kind of like it suddenly becomes a burden to you, because there’s not much to really do. There’s a million things to do, but in reality there’s actually nothing to do. Why not find something else to do? I know sometimes sleeping off the burden sometimes work, but why waste time sleeping when you could be doing another thing.
A teenager goes to the christmas tree, or opens the birthday gift that you have sitting on the dining table. They don’t care about anything else, but the gift. The only thing left to do is just eye it, like it’s your prey. When they finally tear that wrapping paper off, their eyes are glowing like silver bells. They can think of millions of things to do and never become bored. When you think about, their portal of thinking is very wide and there’s always something to do.
Take the example of a grown adult. They get the computer but they don’t do much with it. All they do is watch videos, check emails and than leave the computer there to collect dust. The mind of an adult is more broader than the typical teenagers. All we do is sit there at the computer looking at the desktop or going through the system of the computer to learn its’ components. The best way to do it is just, get on the computer twice a week and than come back maybe a week later. Technological things losses its’ significance very fast!
Have you ever felt like you’ve been placed on that pedestal? Or what about everything having to be perfect? No, wait– What happens when you fall off?
I know there’s a lot of questions floating around pertaining to this topic. I can relate to this in so many ways. For me it started at a young age, and when I say young — I don’t mean around the age of twelve. I remember there was so much being expected of me and I would always give people what they wanted. I stopped caring about myself years ago, but as I got older things began to change and cards were beginning to turn.
Sometimes I find it hard to understand, how is it that people look up to me and don’t expect me to make a mistake? I mean, everyone is standing so close to the pedestal looking at every move you make. It’s agonizing and it’s annoying because, they don’t let you breathe. The first move you want to make –you’re not really sure that you want to make that move. The moment of placement, is like all privileges and opportunities have been stripped of you.
The family looks at you as the girl/boy that’s going on an adventure of success. Yes, maybe I’d expect that from myself to but how can we learn if the mistakes aren’t as surplus as the clean slate? We aren’t perfect but we try to fix ourselves up for the satisfactory of other people’s inventory for their needs. That’s actually no way to live, especially because we’re living the dream of someone else and not ourselves.
I thought it was okay to be human and to just bask in my own mistakes. The fact that the pedestal is clean and all shiny, means that your preferences had to match up with it. I think not! I’m placed on a pedestal because I think, act, live and see things differently. Everyone is different but yet only few will stand out, it’s like you trying to be like everybody else in town.
I was made to stick out and I embraced that. Now what happens if you become overly confident in yourself? You can become too confident that you disappoint yourself and others around you. No one is telling you to have a low self esteem, they’re just saying that you need to pick it up –where it falls at. The weight of the world is on your shoulders, but who’s fault is that? To be honest it’s yours! Why? Think about it for a second …
We want to help everyone out so bad, and we see many people suffering so we want to indulge in their cup; instead of our own. That’s what we get, because as we become older we learn that our own problems were strictly built and designed for us. Things are freshly custom made and no one can fit into your problem the way you can. The best advice is to stop trying to live an error-free life and just make mistakes already. The more mistakes we make, the better –only because we now know which ways we shouldn’t go.
The rules strictly applies to everyone that is contemplating/ joined the competition. You must play fair and don’t cheat, it’s not like you could anyway. The deadline for the contest is Nov. 27th 2012. You must enter your entries/submissions on the contest page. No one can tell you what to write about, but it has to be something interesting. There should be a sample of a short story or novella that you’re in the process of working on. I guarantee that this will be fun, because I’ve done something such as this before, and everyone had a blast.
However you choose to enter it on the ‘CONTEST’ page, is your business. It has to be visible to me so that I can see it, and the choice of format is yours. Please do NOT write in penmanship, because that’s doing too much. It has to be your own version of “LE PROMESSE” and however you want to create it. I will post a short example of mines up on the site so that you can have some insight as to what’s going on. There will only be one winner, and the first place winner gets a signed copy of my book SWORD OF LOVE: A PARISIAN LOVE (BOOK1) and a T-shirt, cd and bookmark. I’m contemplating on putting some cash in the prize/stash.
Below I have an example of my own LE PROMESSE (The promise). Don’t copy nor take any of the characters or anything that has its’ content. The book is currently being worked on now, and has been copyrighted for future references.
I know not a lot of people my age tend to do the things I do. This is a big world and sometimes, we get lost in it. I found my purpose when I was awakened by the phases of life. I’m a person of love, but I have to compare myself to a butterfly. Like something so small, I go through many different stages before I become mature.
There’s this room that I’m writing from. It represents something about myself, and I hope that the world can see the same exact things that I do. Sometimes I feel like we need to be alone with ourselves, to get the full understanding of what we want out of life.
As I lie down on this queen-sized bed, I’m writing a story without paper and pen. I thought that maybe if I went away to a far away angelic place to write this, than everyone would have a better understanding of who I am, as a person. I chose to lay my body to rest, in this all white beachfront house that stands facing the water.
There’s a pure white queen-sized bed and a white and silver lamp mounted to the wall. Everything is white except for the green plant that sits vertical of the bed, in a tall white vase. There’s a green, gray and white throw rug on top of the white carpet. A navy green and black granite table is placed against the wall, across from the bed. There’s this white chair placed in front of the table with golden emblazon on its sides.
This is Kenyona R.C. Parlor, not the physical being speaking to the world; but the spiritual being. People often mistake me for the physical things they see, but that has to be corrected. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with laying down my fleshy display. There’s a purpose and a reason for everything that is performed. Why can’t we just accept people as they really are? You’re physicality is what allows you to do certain things that your spirituality, doesn’t allow. Most of the times we want to see what we can feel, instead of feeling what it is that we cannot see.
This human race is complex to the point of malfunctions, especially when it comes to trying to fathom. We confuse our thoughts with our feelings, and our feelings with our thoughts. My point is that we’re backwards and don’t know how to move forward. We make things complicated but yet we all request for the best.
There’s a promise to someone out there, for someone that can love me without going for the physical things. I know it’s a challenge to all mankind when you have to define the inner side of a person, but things will work out for the best. It’s like going on a crusade to make it to the promise land, without any marks or blemishes.
I don’t have to ask what love is, because I know what it defines. I don’t confuse lust and love with one another. There’s a sacred part of me that is promised to a prince of a far away place. I’m not fearful of who the person is, but if he’s able to take on few challenges. A man goes through things, but he should never run when a challenge calls him out.
There’s something so beautiful around me, but why would I destroy it? I’m looking beyond my what my eyes are showing me. My heart has a mind and eyes of its own; I’m following the path of justification for what’s right. I need someone that has their own and knows how to grow up when it’s time to do so. I would never disappoint myself, settling for a business talk isn’t what I’m searching for. I’d prefer to cut right to the chase and get on with my life, family, and this promise!
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CHAPTER THREE ….
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From the Orchid Fever article written by Susan Orleans, I have learned a few things about John Laroche. He is a tall, guy, skinny as a stick, pale eyed, slouch shouldered, and sharply handsome, in spite of the fact that he’s missing all his front teeth. Laroche has the posture of al dente spaghetti and the nervous intensity of someone who plays a lot of video games. He is a thirty-four year old, and works for the Seminole tribe of Florida, setting up a plant nursery on the reservation near Miami. The nicknames that were giving to Laroche are crazy white man and troublemaker. He does the weirdest things such as collecting plants of many different kinds for breeding purposes.
John Laroche was arrested for removing endangered wild orchids from its environment for self-purposes. He was always passionate about things he took interest in. He never really dressed properly for special occasions or events, he always remained as himself in a comfortable state of existence. He spoke in a raspy, dragging voice. The language he constantly worked was English but with a touch of profanity in almost everything he told to someone. He claimed in the article that sometimes he felt that he was the smartest person that he ever knew. Laroche grew up in Miami, Florida. He became immersed in late- Ice age fossils. Soon after he dropped the fossil interest and became possessed to lapidary. Who do you know that likes collecting old mirrors?
John Laroche became well know in the industry of planting and his knowledge was obtained from himself. He was self-taught and he felt the need to be hands on with things, especially education wise. He probably felt that no one could really teach him as he learned on his own. He had to feel that in order to have a right answer he had to experiment and test life out himself.
Susan Ocean said that John Laroche was the most moral amoral person she’d ever known. She had given a lot of facts and things to back up her reasoning for him appearing to be that way to her. She said, “Just when you’ve figured out that he’s a crook, he reveals an ulterior and principled but lucrative reason for his crookedness. He loves doing things the hard way, if it means that he gets to do what he wants and leaves you wondering how away with it. He is the most moral amoral person I’ve ever known.”
She meant that whatever Laroche did in his free time or when he worked, whatever the case may be. He didn’t always choose to be smart about how he went about doing things; he just acted out of free will. That’s the bad part about being free-spirited, you will tend to do whatever it is that you want when you want and think you can get away with everything. Consequences come with everything that you do whether good or bad because no matter what you may think, nothing comes free in this world. The thoughts you think, the actions you take, and the words that you give birth too. Laroche called himself a weird kid because he did things that one else would do, he couldn’t even picture himself being in a classroom with other students. I can imagine that because he seemed as if he wouldn’t abide by any rules by law so why would he do it classroom wise? I think he was the way he was because of this thing we like to call “freedom”. I find a lot wrong with him for doing things illegally but at the same time he went out of his way to find something that made him happy.
I hear a lot of people saying that church is in their hearts. Some say that, you can’t stay home to worship because that’s what the sanctuary was built for. God would prefer if we worship in His temple. But what about the people that are sick and shut in? I’m sure that God would accept there worship, anyway too. This fuss has been going on for centuries, and we need to find the resolution. I’ve been in the situation where, I went to church and worshiped in the sanctuary with the congregation. The experience is very hands on but there’s also some factors that keep people from walking through those church doors.
I’ve heard many people say that the pastor may ask for too many offerings. They felt that the only offering that should be asked for is the “Tithe and offering” because that’s what we owe to God. I know I looked for a new church in Florida, because my church would do the same. It was all a matter of me outgrowing where I didn’t want to be anymore. The people I grew up with in the church were either, knocked up or went to being in a gang. Do I agree with it? NO! But things happen and there will be cost for it.
A few others say that, when you sit at home and watch church on television; it’s better. You still have to find a way to pay tithes and offering but you also don’t get that “hands on” experience. I would know this because, I’ve done it before and it was very challenging. I’m not saying it’s okay to not go to church or to worship from the comfort of your home. Make sure that however you worship, it’s sincere and meant for God and GOD ONLY!