Today I went on search for a record player. I have seen vinyl tossed by the way-side, and know there is someone who understands. Somewhere in the lyrics of yesterday, or the beat of once more, I'll feel the same. So I'll rescue myself and time not yet forgotten and in a Corrine Bailey Fashion aim to put some records on.
Well,....I guess its just like writing letters with addresses. It just feels so much better than writing letters to no one.
Speaking of which, I wrote this wonderful letter to someone describing my "quaint little town." --Admittedly, that sounds completely arrogant, both of my town, and writing ability, but I thought it was damn good. One of those descriptions I would have liked to have shared with more than one person, but a description-I suppose--that was drawn out by that sole person.
I mean isn't that special. When one person gets you to convey just what you want, when you want. Maybe it isn't just one person that is able to do that, but maybe you can only say these "special things" to that special person.
I'll admit, that person has changed in my life. Sometimes it is my Marine who is my best friend of ten years. Sometimes its my "favorite" sister, who despite being ten years younger, allows her essence to fill me up so much, I am recharged and am able to "find me".
(Side note: In my sisters mirror, *written on the mirror, in blue paint*, are the words:
"Don't talk to Strangers....
They only lead to Danger"
I don't know why it made as much sense as it did, but they're ya go.....)
I missing a lot of those people lately. Some more than they probably care to read.
Someone recently wrote sometimes we miss people for strange reasons....I have to agree. But the reasons aren't so strange are they. Sometimes those people are "it." Whether they know it or not, they're "it" to someone, or rather that "Someone" is "it."
--I suppose it's easier with postcards to remind us, but I guess thats what started this entry...
Would the world between us break these ties?
We've worked so hard to realize,
Could a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
Could I ever break away?
Silly, John, its never wanting to break away thats the hard part. But I guess that's in the lyrics I haven't posted, and the postcards I keep sending.
Besitos Universe.
Mitakuye Oyasin
inadvertent negligence. Negligence in which the actor is not aware of the unreasonable risk that he or she is creating, but should have foreseen and avoided it. (Black's Law, 7th ed.)
In other words....I should have know better....But let us catch up....
Everything you do, or fail to do, has a consequence. For my best friend the Marine, he is learning this lesson in the hardest of ways. He is learning that every decision he makes affects the lives of those under his command. This surprisingly he learns from the safety of a classroom, and the structure of the Quantico, VA Officer Candidate School.
He is currently in his eighth week of training, and by the grace of the universe, was able to see me this last weekend. He is bruised, and he is tired, but most of all he is AFFECTED. He has begun to evaluate his life in the way in which He is currently now being evaluated. He shares his life lessons with me.
"You are evaluated on results, not intentions."
(--Hmmm, funny, I'm sure mens rea and common law say otherwise...but let us forget that for now)
Currently, he has taken this philosophy to heart. Undoubtedly they "drill" this home, by reading the names of the Marines that have passed, since he first started his journey. To date, there are three.
They explain, these are the sons, husbands, fathers, friends, and loved ones, that HE may one day be responsible for.
My Marine takes these speeches to heart, and I am proud; and yes, too an extent I think the philosophy and scare tactic of this drill is in the right. Sometimes one person is placed in a position of responsibility. To know and own up to this responsibility--to knowingly go into a situation--where one mush shoulders these duties, is a heavy thing. I'm proud to say my Marine has some pretty broad shoulders.
What slaps me in the face about it all is how each action, or inaction, can be applied to every day life. My Marine states, in personal relationships, either the person saying they loves you shows you, proves it, every day, or they don't. By NOT acting, a choice has been made.
Which brings us to the law.
A personal tort, is a tort (civil wrong, which someone may be legally held accountable for) involving or consisting of an injury to one's person, reputation or feelings, as distinguished from an injury or damage to real or personal property.
A negligent tort....well, I'm sure you can figure it out....
Interestingly enough, in my snow globe of a universe this all fits together.
Days like today are filled with these personal torts, so to say. For instance sometimes what a person has said or failed to say causes injury to one's person, reputation, or feelings.
Not protecting one's reputation causes hurt.
Protecting one's reputation causes hurt.
Being dismissed in person, via phone, comment, or text message may hurt.
Now while the American public may not act (and I daresay is not permitted, Dei gratia) on this legal plunder for civil remedy, I daresay perhaps EVERY person may act just that much better if we were held accountable for all of our actions. I daresay, we would think twice if we always knew we EFFECTED.
Just when we think our letters truly are to no one, or that we are not heard, we are.
The comments from rdautumnsage proved that to me. Her thoughts while more focused than my own, relay the same message I'm learing today. -(http://journals.aol.com/rdautumnsage/ravens-lament/).
To her, and to you my little universe I say thank you, and Mitakuye Oyasin....we are all related.
Now, on another and yet more personal note, I suppose I should have known....
I leave you with an excerpted songs and a link tonight:
So take a step back
And a breath in
Let it out now
Put your chin up
You can do it tiger
You a man now
And in your dream it's time to do the best you can now
We bring ourselves down
And build ourselves up in disappointment
How fragile we are
So fragile we are, we just don't show it
We'll shake up this town
And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment
So sexy we are
So sexy we are, we just don't know it
(Gym Class Heroes, Shoot Down the Stars)
http://www.sethsbase.com/notwithstanding.htm
The whole album is good, but tonight I'll listen to "Just If I."
In other words....I should have know better....But let us catch up....
Everything you do, or fail to do, has a consequence. For my best friend the Marine, he is learning this lesson in the hardest of ways. He is learning that every decision he makes affects the lives of those under his command. This surprisingly he learns from the safety of a classroom, and the structure of the Quantico, VA Officer Candidate School.
He is currently in his eighth week of training, and by the grace of the universe, was able to see me this last weekend. He is bruised, and he is tired, but most of all he is AFFECTED. He has begun to evaluate his life in the way in which He is currently now being evaluated. He shares his life lessons with me.
"You are evaluated on results, not intentions."
(--Hmmm, funny, I'm sure mens rea and common law say otherwise...but let us forget that for now)
Currently, he has taken this philosophy to heart. Undoubtedly they "drill" this home, by reading the names of the Marines that have passed, since he first started his journey. To date, there are three.
They explain, these are the sons, husbands, fathers, friends, and loved ones, that HE may one day be responsible for.
My Marine takes these speeches to heart, and I am proud; and yes, too an extent I think the philosophy and scare tactic of this drill is in the right. Sometimes one person is placed in a position of responsibility. To know and own up to this responsibility--to knowingly go into a situation--where one mush shoulders these duties, is a heavy thing. I'm proud to say my Marine has some pretty broad shoulders.
What slaps me in the face about it all is how each action, or inaction, can be applied to every day life. My Marine states, in personal relationships, either the person saying they loves you shows you, proves it, every day, or they don't. By NOT acting, a choice has been made.
Which brings us to the law.
A personal tort, is a tort (civil wrong, which someone may be legally held accountable for) involving or consisting of an injury to one's person, reputation or feelings, as distinguished from an injury or damage to real or personal property.
A negligent tort....well, I'm sure you can figure it out....
Interestingly enough, in my snow globe of a universe this all fits together.
Days like today are filled with these personal torts, so to say. For instance sometimes what a person has said or failed to say causes injury to one's person, reputation, or feelings.
Not protecting one's reputation causes hurt.
Protecting one's reputation causes hurt.
Being dismissed in person, via phone, comment, or text message may hurt.
Now while the American public may not act (and I daresay is not permitted, Dei gratia) on this legal plunder for civil remedy, I daresay perhaps EVERY person may act just that much better if we were held accountable for all of our actions. I daresay, we would think twice if we always knew we EFFECTED.
Just when we think our letters truly are to no one, or that we are not heard, we are.
The comments from rdautumnsage proved that to me. Her thoughts while more focused than my own, relay the same message I'm learing today. -(http://journals.aol.com/rdautumnsage/ravens-lament/).
To her, and to you my little universe I say thank you, and Mitakuye Oyasin....we are all related.
Now, on another and yet more personal note, I suppose I should have known....
I leave you with an excerpted songs and a link tonight:
So take a step back
And a breath in
Let it out now
Put your chin up
You can do it tiger
You a man now
And in your dream it's time to do the best you can now
We bring ourselves down
And build ourselves up in disappointment
How fragile we are
So fragile we are, we just don't show it
We'll shake up this town
And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment
So sexy we are
So sexy we are, we just don't know it
(Gym Class Heroes, Shoot Down the Stars)
http://www.sethsbase.com/notwithstanding.htm
The whole album is good, but tonight I'll listen to "Just If I."
Daily Horoscope....
Leo: You continue to move forward with your life with great intent, but it's
wise to stop long enough to take stock of what you have accomplished.
Take the necessary time to analyze what you truly want and reevaluate
your plan to reflect your adjusted desires. Don't worry if joy seems
out of reach now. Do what you must while believing that the good times
will return.
Thursday, July 19, 2007How fitting....Today I go forth to buy a new laptop and Blacks Law Dictionary.
Cettori, torts, mens rea, res. The answer is D, and i'm right but wrong. I've overthought and feel over fed. I've over read and feel under-prepared.
Not even a moment to acknowledge, let alone tell someone how much they're missed. Yet reminded each night as I pass the gift shop that I need to pick up post card.
Not even a moment to acknowledge, let alone tell someone how much they're missed. Yet reminded each night as I pass the gift shop that I need to pick up post card.
Dear Universe, I've arrived in Eastern Standard Time. While not yet at my destination, my time -even two hours ahead- is still only just moments away. ~.~
I suppose Full Circle has a way of coming 'round.
Yesterday, while watching the save the planet special where Sting, Black Eyed Pea's, our favorite John Mayer, as well as countless other celebrities, kent their musical talents to end global warming, I questioned if the message got across.
As for my Sister and I, we've elected to start pulling our phone chargers from the wall whenever their not in use. A small step, but so what? That's 2 plus Kanye West!
Now here's how it comes full circle. We're at a grocery store and the clerk doesn't offer me a bag for my post cards i purchased.
Next, different store, we purchase a beverage chapstick and candy. Amazingly no bag was offered, no bag was taken!
I'm thinking it had to be the Pink Floyd number. But wait! The day is not done.
I begin my journey back to where I came, with one less car. (given to my mother to replace her gas guzzling Caddy. I will opt for the red line metro in my new life.)
Now, to get from here to there, i opted for the bus. On this bus, plays the movie, "Day After Tomorrow."
Now, i won't ruin it, but suffice it to say armagedon based on not listening to al gore.
While i might have easily slept through this, mother nature found it important that I pay attention, as my bus was blown side to side by a storm. If it wasn't enough to be tested by the elements, in the back of my mind I have realized I have completed my last will and advance health directives just last night.
Being that all my affairs are in order, and I have told all those persons I love goodbye, I now have the faint assurance I may die.
As my bus arrives at the mid point of todays travels, the rains begin to let up. The movie ends 30 minutes later with the main charectors as survivors.
Now here we are Full Circle.
I am an hour away from my destination, contemplating a future I may or may not have. Settling on removing my phone charger from the wall when not in use.
On a personal matter, I want it known that just because a person isn't in your will- or rather, isn't in My Will- doesn't mean they were not loved.
Rather, I hope it symbolized they were well loved in life; and no material possession possible could ever signify that. Well, that and I own crap.
Lol! Sorry, I didn't want to leave this world humorless. But really if you're reading this, you know you're loved.
Ps. I HAVE NO INTENTION ON DYING. well, not anytime soon. I mean in a Taoist way, why plan on the inevitably unknown?
Anyways, i'm on a bus, and i have a cramp in my legs. Further! Okay. If law school is like my homework, i'll be good. An hour and a half into my bus ride, and i've answered 13 of 19 questions. The other six i need an article to refer to. ~.~
So, there, I guess I'm not even letting fear push me around. ;)
Good night my little universe. Sweet dreams.
Yesterday, while watching the save the planet special where Sting, Black Eyed Pea's, our favorite John Mayer, as well as countless other celebrities, kent their musical talents to end global warming, I questioned if the message got across.
As for my Sister and I, we've elected to start pulling our phone chargers from the wall whenever their not in use. A small step, but so what? That's 2 plus Kanye West!
Now here's how it comes full circle. We're at a grocery store and the clerk doesn't offer me a bag for my post cards i purchased.
Next, different store, we purchase a beverage chapstick and candy. Amazingly no bag was offered, no bag was taken!
I'm thinking it had to be the Pink Floyd number. But wait! The day is not done.
I begin my journey back to where I came, with one less car. (given to my mother to replace her gas guzzling Caddy. I will opt for the red line metro in my new life.)
Now, to get from here to there, i opted for the bus. On this bus, plays the movie, "Day After Tomorrow."
Now, i won't ruin it, but suffice it to say armagedon based on not listening to al gore.
While i might have easily slept through this, mother nature found it important that I pay attention, as my bus was blown side to side by a storm. If it wasn't enough to be tested by the elements, in the back of my mind I have realized I have completed my last will and advance health directives just last night.
Being that all my affairs are in order, and I have told all those persons I love goodbye, I now have the faint assurance I may die.
As my bus arrives at the mid point of todays travels, the rains begin to let up. The movie ends 30 minutes later with the main charectors as survivors.
Now here we are Full Circle.
I am an hour away from my destination, contemplating a future I may or may not have. Settling on removing my phone charger from the wall when not in use.
On a personal matter, I want it known that just because a person isn't in your will- or rather, isn't in My Will- doesn't mean they were not loved.
Rather, I hope it symbolized they were well loved in life; and no material possession possible could ever signify that. Well, that and I own crap.
Lol! Sorry, I didn't want to leave this world humorless. But really if you're reading this, you know you're loved.
Ps. I HAVE NO INTENTION ON DYING. well, not anytime soon. I mean in a Taoist way, why plan on the inevitably unknown?
Anyways, i'm on a bus, and i have a cramp in my legs. Further! Okay. If law school is like my homework, i'll be good. An hour and a half into my bus ride, and i've answered 13 of 19 questions. The other six i need an article to refer to. ~.~
So, there, I guess I'm not even letting fear push me around. ;)
Good night my little universe. Sweet dreams.
Happy Independence day little universe.
As the 10th gets closer, I'm slowly realizing how quickly independence may slip away.
Despite the new freedom its perhaps the farthest from being able to do exactly what I Want to be doing...Maybe its just fear? Maybe its just distance? I guess I was finally starting to get comfortable.
As the 10th gets closer, I'm slowly realizing how quickly independence may slip away.
Despite the new freedom its perhaps the farthest from being able to do exactly what I Want to be doing...Maybe its just fear? Maybe its just distance? I guess I was finally starting to get comfortable.