28 year old
Pagan female who lives in Florida with her guy and
two cats,
loves Disney, reads fanatically, tinkers in
photography and
believes growing up is overrated.
Help support
Pet Cancer Awareness
I lost my beloved cat,
Kush, to cancer
in 2003. Cancer is the #1 disease-related cause of death for
cats and dogs. With your support, together we can find a cure
Noah's Wish
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ASPCA
The American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals
There are people on the net that have nothing better to do
with their time
then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours
a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a
day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their
opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into
their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.
To these people I say grow up.
Here's a bit of info people...the web is
a HUGE place. If you don't like what I say here, or who I am, or what I
do, or talk about, or what I look like, or the color of my hair, or
whatever asinine thing you dwell on, go somewhere else. It's
really, really easy. Honest. You just click the little "x" in
the corner of your browser and *poof* the offending, big, mean and nasty
site has disappeared.
I pay for this site. It's mine. That
means I can use it for whatever the hell I want to. Don't like it if I'm
bitching about something in my life? Oh fucking well. Go somewhere else.
Think I'm stupid for expressing my thoughts? Too fucking bad, don't read
them. Somewhere along the line, someone forgot this simple fact: Live
and let live Don't like me, cool, fine, whatever, I don't care.
This journal is NOT for you. It's for me. I'm not in it for popularity or
fame or anything stupid like that. I write it because I need to write and
express myself and get things out of my head sometimes. So read or don't,
it doesn't matter, but don't waste my time (or yours) bitching about it.
*gets off soapbox*
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Odd Dream Ever have one of those moments in a dream that just stick with you? That resonates for some reason, vibrating down into you long after you've awoken? It doesn't seem like anything overly powerful but for some reason, you can't shake it.
In the dream, I was thinking of the song, "1999" by Prince. And chuckling at the lyrics. "Two-thousand, zero, zero, party over - oops! Out of time!" I remember the one year we hit a club for NYE and it was 98/99 and they kept playing that song. Then I thought how it's 2005 and boy, he was wrong. It prompted a chuckle of amusement.
Then the dream shifted. Completely like it wasn't mine anymore and it went very dim and darkened. A figure which might have been male or female - I couldn't tell, though "felt" more masculine - who I couldn't see really or make out any feature or visuals appeared. With a deep sadness of someone who knows a terrible secret and carries a burden of pain, he (?) said to me, "2000 was the start of the end of the world. You just don't know it yet."
It went into something else entirely then and the rest of the night was full of my other, normal dreams. But when I woke up those words were still ringing in my head. How creepy. *brr* And it got me thinking how true something like that could be. Looking back, it's always such small things which start disasters. It's the tiny action, inaction or motion that leads to the chain of events. At the time, people never know that what they are seeing is a pre-cursor to something they'd never imagine. And it's only in hindsight can we trace back these terrible events in time and see where they all began.
I don't know. I'm not saying it's true. Then again, I guess in fairness I can't say it's not either. But it's been sitting with me and I thought if I wrote it down, I could get it out of my head a little.
Makes you wonder though when you have odd moments like that. Makes you question things; makes you look again at the interconnectiveness of energy and life. And it just makes you pause and take a closer look at the world around you.
