Do unto others: Who claims tax exemption when it comes to the golden rule?

If you call yourself a Christian there is only one rule given to you by Christ and that is:

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. 

So when now was this changed to I work a job and am miserable so I don't want to pay taxes and help feed people who have no job? Why is it assumed that they're lazy? Have you ever been starving and unable to focus on anything else and felt the overwhelming futility of even if you find a job today, you will somehow have to prove yourself competent enough to keep it while having no money for transportation and food for 3 weeks before you will see your first paycheck? Imagine feeling this for a moment and what you would do if stuck in this bleak situation. You would want help! 

You deserve a chance because you know it's not for lack of trying nor being willing to work if given a chance! You know you could turn it around and return to being a productive member of society who works and pays their own way if only another person would present you with the hope and support of caring enough that you might live through those 3 weeks! Now if you were to look to the world, your friends, your family, your church, your community, the government asking for them to carry you so that you might eventually give back and they all were to assume you are a lazy drug addict and say they assume you just die because you are not worth being helped, what would you do? Scrounge up some change and go buy a fifth of MD and drink until you don't feel that pain anymore? I would. What else is there to do but self destruct when told that you need help but none is given from anyone in your world? Really!?

There is plenty of money for weapons of war but none so that the people who live in our communities can feel that anyone cares? Do you want to see Americans dying on the street and have to step over them on your way to your job everyday while knowing they are laying there dying or dead because you would not allow them to receive healthcare, food stamps, and a bus ticket or carpool with them? What will you do when you arrive at work to find none of your subordinates are there and your company is bankrupt because all the people who buy your products are too drunk and distressed to leave their houses and come to work because of all the death and decay outside and now you look to your government who says we can't afford to do anything because we cut your taxes and bought bombs with what was left.

It's up to YOU to do something!! You call the police and they too are dying from influenza and so are their kids because they could not afford the $1200 deductible to see a doctor and pay their mortgage and buy food & gas so they too are hiding at home with a bottle of gin, shooting heroin to numb the feeling of failure and that no one cares about them and yet expects them to clean up this mess you put us in because you could afford to take care of yourself and kept all of your salary instead of asking for a program to keep our country running and happy and healthy!! What now?? Jesus returns?! What will he say if that happens and who do you really think he should take with him, the dying and suffering or you the sadists? Greed is a sin ~ let he who hath not sinned throw the first stone. Greed is more evil than laziness or addiction because addiction is fueled only by suffering.

Judge not lest ye be judged. 

Did Jesus die for you to be greedy and torment everyone else on the planet or so that you might learn to Love one another?

The reason Jesus died on the cross was so that none would have to suffer the same fate! He was trying to make a point!! God was going to destroy all of creation because we are greedy, selfish, and evil and Jesus said, wait.. let me try to show them the way. It is by giving of yourself that you come to know eternal life! Jesus didn't do it for you but to show you how cruel and wrong the world is. There is no way to the father but by me for God is Love and not hate & cruelty and judgement and punishment of those who are less fortunate and yet you would crucify your brother man and call yourself superior and be the other's executioner.

JESUS WILL NOT SAVE YOU UNLESS YOU REPENT YOUR WAYS AND LIVE THROUGH HIM WHICH MEANS YOU MUST BE WILLING TO DIE TO SAVE THE WORLD INSTEAD OF BE WILLING TO KILL. 

Now should we spend tax money on universal healthcare, medicaid, food stamps, treatment for addicts (forgiveness), build new roads and infrastructure, parks & gardens, produce more oxygen so we can breathe instead of burning fossil fuels so that billionaires profit short term OR should we get rich and make war and turn our backs on God, Jesus, and Creation? Don't think for one minute that anyone will save you if you won't donate a small portion of your income tax so that others may simply live. God might save them but you will be left here to serve as slaves to Trump for eternity for it....

Got to have Faith

  My transiting aspects of astrology is almost impossible to interpret without advanced knowledge + skill and even then the experts will have to spend quite a bit of time in contemplation to fully grok it and be able to explain to me what's going on. My dear friend, Austin Coppock, was at a loss when I was freaking out with irrational bouts of anxiety from the triple conjunction (Neptune, Jupiter, Chiron) sitting precisely on top of my Sun sign while my in my Probationer year which written instructions had me practicing Resh. To his credit all the expert astrologers were still struggling to explain the newly discovered Chiron and how that triple conjunction was effecting the population in general, much less someone who was personally activating her highest powers with it in precise alignment. Jupiter in Aires is the strongest aspect in my chart. Well, some would say my moon in Cancer but I say that there's nothing strengthening about having your Moon precisely conjunct Saturn and opposite Venus. I have a double T-square or conjunct T-square.. don't think there's a name for it because I doubt it's common enough. So any would be computer generated horoscope interpretation is never quite correct because it fails to consider all the oppositions causing things to cancel each other out or be way more significant or just different and almost unexplainable. Complicated is a word that maybe scratches the surface. I'm use to knowing things without an explanation for why or how. I know something AMAZING IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW.

Jupiter Square Venus 0.33 -109

Jupiter Opposition Jupiter 0.34 -187

Saturn Trine Jupiter 0.55 80

Uranus Conjunction Jupiter 0.38 300

  

  I feel really strange! Oddest sensation EVER is your heart on fire with a rush of chills from head to toe simultaneously. Thought maybe I was hungry but couldn't feel my stomach for swooning. Ate and nah, still there. It's like a half asleep in the clouds while half perfectly grounded and yes, I meditated a little while ago and drop cords so that's not it either. It's magnetism. That's what it is and I don't care to explain because someone else is on the other end so I am not alone anymore and won't be for a very long time from now but time isn't relative in the here and after. I am blessed, oh so blessed... <3 namaste="" p="">

Surrounded by Angry Ghosts

It's one thing to ignore the person who only texts late when they're drunk & horny and never early to invite you to drink.. but this ghosting thing is so hurtful, disrespectful, and damaging!! After spending a significant amount of time with a person and by that I mean simply more than one occasion, it's simply not okay to quit people like they're a job you think hasn't paid enough or you got a better offer so skip out without telling them you believe you're worth more. People who care about you will worry that you're hurt or in trouble!! People who care about you deserve a conversation; an opportunity to make a counter offer to show they appreciate you more than you thought, or to change the current state of affairs to a new understanding, a compromise if you will that acknowledges the fact that they are a person who you shared a bond with that needs to change for your own happiness but perhaps the bond will turn into a sustainable friendship in the long run instead of a disconnecting slash to an wounded and covered in blood kind person who did nothing wrong but try to find a connection.

People can change, y'all. If we keep severing each other for having a bad day and feeling week and needy while someone else exudes sexy confidence that day and we can't feel both at once so cut the lesser out.. we'll all have absolutely no one and all be so sensitive and slaughtered that no one will ever accept us because the effect is cumulative and none of us deserved to be abandoned for wanting love!!!

Dear Universe,

I'm tired of always feeling like I'm swimming up stream, against the current,  breaking through locks, and flipping over damns despite the doubters, shit talkers, narcissists, and step climbers all alone while everyone else rides the easy train and then brags but it's not about them. I know I thrive on challenge and beating the odds but I need and want LOVE, loyalty, and support because the challenge alone isn't BIG enough. WE can do better than this! We can do GREAT things. We were meant to live the TEAL TRUE WILL OF THE DIVINE UNIVERSE, which is the #godgoddess #shivashakti I am ready to unite the worlds! Not hide and hibernate waiting on a paycheck that never arrives, and a costume that doesn't show up on time, and no safety net the morning of... Bring me my fucking partner now! It doesn't have to be this hard, it shouldn't be this hard.. or well it should be hard in a very, very good and satisfying way ;) No more sleep deprived stress but sleep deprived bliss. Okay? Thanks. Namaste ~

 .'.Asraiya.'.Ma

This may be the most profound thing I've ever had to say.. thanks

[facebook status update:] "It's coming up on NYE here and I've gotta say if it weren't for all the BS rejection and ostracism I've suffered in my life for all your less than honorable and ethical reasons.. I wouldn't have been forced to rise above all your petty clique shit and move ONWARDS towards the breach and MY REAL TRUE DREAM, oh dear friends.. so Thank you very much, each and every single one of you!! 

Namaste, bitches! :P HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!"

 K peace ~

Dear life... I am ready now!

I realize to an outsider (someone who doesn't know me personally, only what they see online) I may come off as miserable tragedy girl. However, I am NOT. I am actually incredibly resilient! I feel things deeply and it is because of this that I often need to offload my pain and problems onto this blog. I'm a firm believer of getting things out of me and not letting them festering and distill into a deadly intoxicant. The best way for me to not plague other people with negativity nor to dump on the people who hurt me which really doesn't accomplish anything yet to hold it all in is unhealthy for me so I write it all out. I sit down and I let every single thought and feeling, no matter how pathetic or irrational, pour out and keeping pouring until I have nothing more to add to it... THEN IT IS DONE and I can move on!

Nothing written here in all its sappy stench is how I still feel! Why do I not have many blog entries of positive inspiring stuff? Because that I actively share and express with the world around me. That is the radiant glow that attracted you to me so do not read this journal as a way to get to know me. Wait until perhaps you have fallen in love with me and from a place of love need to know what has tragically happened to me and then you will see the light of my survival and the joy I bring despite of these things. 

Namaste, dear friend. I am the part of you that loves you. Do you see me?

What was the bang?

SO I WAS ASKED ~ 

  "And what brings you to tinder?  Conversation?  Friends?  Drinks?  Needing to bang one out?"

MY RESPONSE ~

Well first of all women don't EVER "need to bang one out" pretty sure that involves a penis, hand, and perhaps a porn pic or something to that extent? I wouldn't know.. but it sounds like a problem you guys are on your own with. 

Next I hardly think tinder would be a very good source for finding lasting friendship. Is there even such a thing as REAL friendship in the days of Facebook? I'm unsure. Seems some of my "friends" do indeed have friends they regularly spend time with and have known for many years. I have basically my family of friends who I mostly haven't seen in YEARS since they moved to the woods and starting raising hippie kids. Then I have a shit ton of acquaintances everywhere I go! I don't have single super close consistent friend who I frequently do things with, I'm independent but lonely in a crowd that I personally know half of. Would like one but....

Conversation, meh. Acquaintances and random stranger work fine for such stuff. 

 Drinks? Yes!

Now you left some options out if you can believe it. A fuck/get laid/hook up or anything but "bang one out" Not opposed after drinks perhaps see where it goes. 

And last, relationship. I know, I know, go ahead and chastise me back as I certainly deserve it after this novel reply... but I want one of those. So if the bang is worth a few bucks (ah!) NO.. if the chemistry is present, and there's intrigue, then the sex is spot on and other factors after that which is usually where everything goes horribly wrong but regardless it would be righteous if the sex became frequent and the company didn't suck too and became a healthy-ish habit etc etc. 

Happy? Have a good boom bang crackle woo k (July 4th)

Happens to me every time...

I can't believe I fall for it every single time no matter how many times it's happened before! I don't think I'll ever learn or not hope for once I've found a real catch and we obviously can't teach men how not to effect us like this.. So let's say a guy hasn't msg'd or been around for a few days leaving you wondering if he's moved as he certainly hasn't been thinking of you like you have been him.. then finally sends a text with:

What are you up to tonight?

I, or let's just say the girl, always reads this as if it says:

Sorry I've been busy, babe, but I intend to make it up to you. What are you doing tonight?

When what he's saying is nothing of the sort. In fact, he thinks he's is totally being cool and considerate by out of the blue engaging her with totally meaningless idle chit chat. Whatever you are up to that evening is of no real concern to him whatsoever as he's just hoping to engage her in a conversation on any sort of random topic that's NOT what he has been up to nor what he's actually doing himself that evening but he knows if he doesn't text her at all a 3rd night in a row she will certainly question his modus operandi as she'll want to know why he hasn't checked in. "What are you up to tonight?" isn't a date proposal as she delights in the notion of, he already has plans and he hoped that she has some herself by now so she's the one who's got a problem with fomo. She however has awaited this feeling of alas a lawless victory! So she responds with something cheerful and casual yet assumes the prize is in her bag:

Going crazy.. wanting to see you! Come watch that movie or do that thing you said earlier we'd do sometime this week and you have to work the rest of it other than tonight, right?

....

No response for a couple hours as he struggles with how he can possibly tell her the truth is he made plans with his bros he works with and sees every other day of the week on his one night off instead of meaning what he said he'd do. He simply though saying it would placate her and she'd get bored I guess and find someone else to help her with the task she only asked him to help her with as an excuse to spend some time being sweet to him.. Meanwhile she has proceeded to get into the shower or start making them both dinner or tidying up in prep for his imminent arrival he's only waiting to determine which bus he can catch before giving her an accurate eta... He responds off topic trying to turn that tactic into an 0 for 3 as successful stalling.

What time is your thing tomorrow?

9ish.

I'll try to make it but I have to switch my shift at work. 

 ....

 

You're not coming over tonight are you?

No...

Now she feels worse than she would have if she hadn't even heard from him instead of being lifted by her wishes, hopes, and spoken promises... and then dropped back down to Earth causing another crack to appear in her heart.

honey

“You just need to know this is the first time I’ve ever done this without looking for an exit row.

And I’m pretty sure my seat can’t float but I’ve already fallen from the sky for you,

Already said no to the parachute,

Already told my mother you curse like a sailor and you love like the war is finally over and you have just come home and you are running down the dock in the harbor and you’re screaming my name.

You’re screaming “honey”

and I’m screaming “don’t trip”

and you’re screaming “honey honey”

and I’m screaming “baby don’t fall down”

I am running for your red lips

I am running for your red heart

With my red heart

Red as a Mississippi sunset

Honey”

~ Andrea Gibson 

Words I LOVE ~

 These are a few of my favorite words:

• apotheosis 
• epiphany
• cantankerous 
• cacophony
• metaphor
• gnosis* 
• demassify*
• auger 
• effulgent
• thaumaturge* 
• triskaidekaphobia* ~ fear of number 13
• pyrophoric* 
• frenetic 
• bombastic
• bibliophile 
• vespertide* 
• cryptesthesia*
• epitome 

*interesting spellcheck says that these are incorrect but it even says that "spellcheck" is incorrect and I triple checked my spelling at the site below to be sure that I in fact am correct... so meh.

This post brought to you with the aide of my favorite and most useful website ~ http://dictionary.reference.com/ 

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Let go ~

If it's not a safe, warm, cozy bubble, step out of it. Now. Embrace wanderlust!

What have you got to lose? Nothing.

What's there to gain? Inspiration. Wonder. Trust that yourself is enough. Experience it.

Are love spells bad if YOU don't cast them?

Here. It's just a sparkly fairy. What harm could a sparkly fairy be really? My first tattoo was a green fairy sitting on my shoulder. The root of my name is Asrai which are faeries that turn to water when captured. Reconciliation with a liar, huh? Is that what I really want? More than reconciliation I'd like an explanation, and most of all a proper good bye at the very least. I believe that anyone who has intimately bonded and shared love and special times with me owes me that much respect! I go kind of hysterical when partners fail to SEVER ties without ritual genuine closure. They're running around doing all kinds of things with strings still attached to me so I can feel all of it as if it's being blatantly done in front of my face intentionally to hurt and punish me for some wrong thing I didn't know I'd done... maddening!! Instead of a complete full circle feeling of surrender and cord cutting and being better off for the meeting and thankful for the gift of time and reflecting.

REUNITE. Or cut the cords with a face to face honest heart open truthful conversation, a few tears, a hug and good bye I'll love you always and someday be a good friend you know you can TRUST.

NOT a dick coward who was the only person I trusted said they loved me and yet bald face lied and betrayed me leaving me more damaged than I was before knowing your sweetness!

ALWAYS LEAVE A BLESSING!

Free Make Up Spells

Breaths can't collapse if you hold them

Every time I look at you I think about how much I'll miss you when you pass away. I want to freeze every frame into the machine of my brain so I may gaze longingly at these pictures of you and not watch them decay. Don't go, true love, please stay! If there's ever a way to stop my dreams from happening I wish to stop this one but I'm too wise to know I should focus on the quality of life and not the time. Be still my mind and better still, be blind. 

True Love and the one that got away.. the story of my Parents

  I seldom tell this story because it's a rather long story as far as what can typically hold most people's attention involuntary. I save it for the people who randomly happen to know enough about me to be intrigued as to my upbringing. As a Gemini rising, I'm all about dichotomy. I'm very humble, rational, realistic, and grounded yet a total fucking princess spoiled brat who will probably never live up to her fantastical expectations. It's very rare but it happened tonight that a friend asked me about my parents. My parents are not only still married but they have the most romantic fairy tale meant to be love story! It's priceless!! Yet as amazing as it may be it makes me feel cursed.. because I have such an incredible thing to live up to. Especially now me being well past the age my parents were when they had me which was 5 whole years after they married mind you and yet I'm still single. I feel utterly disparaged yet never ungrateful nor undetermined because I know something majestically magical brought me into this world. Despite being born so unreasonably premature I would never have made it without a (incubator or some other) mix of medicine & hyper modern machinery, there's no doubt that the Fates gave their blessing. The story is pretty fucking amazing and will never cease to bring a tear to my eye and a flutter to even the most callous of cold hearts because that is our nature as humans beings to believe all our fantasies will eventually become our reality. Who am I to say nay.. I say, "yea, so mote it be!"

mom and dad dating

  So my mom's high school sweetheart of several years was as many years her senior and upon her graduation from high school he finished college and accepted a job in another state. So for whatever was the reason which was a highly evolved decision they agreed to being able to see other people the first year. My mom took a job as a switch board operator she and a girlfriend interviewed for together in a downtown building in Atlanta with a different company occupying each floor full of young adults eager to explore the possible social prospects to be found in the onsite lunchtime cafeteria. My mom's friend was a butterfly always chatting with anyone willing to receive and talking about her most recent dating experience, offering to set my mother up as soon as she was remotely interested.

I think they're still happy together

  Well my mother had in fact run into this one fair man and had her eyes kept on the lookout for him ever since. She had determined at this point which company or which floor he worked on so she agreed to be set up on a blind date with him. Twice she was horribly disappointed to discover her date of choice was in fact not my dad before she finally managed to get the right man. Instantly smitten they both were and within months dad offered her his fraternity pen (akin to a promise/class ring, or varsity jacket etc). My grandmother and family were concerned about this new development and called her high school sweetheart to warn him. So when Christmas came around he showed up secretly unannounced with a ring and proposed her hand in marriage. So my mom accepted her high school sweetheart and broke my father's heart and moved on to spend years with a suspected womanizer.

still love bugs 45 years later

  5 years later after finding proof of her husband's infidelity she left and moved back to Atlanta and got her own apartment and a new job downtown. Somehow within the first year she came across a Georgia Tech alumni directory from one of my dad's fraternal brothers. Immediately she looked up my father's name and called him at his home in Cincinnati. He told her he was happily married and had a little girl named Cynthia Gail (my mother goes by Gail.. oh and it was the rebound girl he managed to get pregnant so my dad being the most honorable father I've ever known did "the right thing" and married her) Disappointed in that oh so familiar notion that poems and songs were written "give all I've got for just one more shot at the one that got away" my mother gave her blessings and a blessed be.

me with my big sister at Tetons national park

  6 months later.. My father calls and says he and his wife have separated and were getting a divorce and he had a airline ticket for that weekend for her to come visit. They've been together ever since ~ 43 years now! Not a day passes that I will accept nothing less will happen someday for me, unfortunately or thankfully yet remains to be seen. I have faith that none can ever take from me and the heart of a mystic indigo child that bears the promise and a key of days to come with nothing left but peace as we lay our burdens down for love and harmony or death. Whatever may be we will receive, yea, we will receive.

mom, dad, my sister Cindi, her husband Art, and their children plus me, the black sheep... in 2006

Love is (sex) Art

http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B005PR28AS/ref=redir_mdp_mobile/190-2586103-0550568?camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B005FJ7NII&linkCode=as2&redirect=true&ref_=as_li_ss_tl&tag=offbeatbrid0a-20

So rad!!! Someday I'll come up with an idea like that and make enough $ to just fuck in paint on canvases everyday for the rest of my life! That's a life goal if I ever had one ;)

OK Stupid

I utterly can't can't believe I'm doing this shit again... Online dating! Wtf. Took a stab at this new one I saw on the news because it kinda made sense. I somehow accidentally bumped open an email in my junk box and reopened my OK Stupid account and immediately got the flood of "Hey how you doing this evening.." messages. After dabbling around without a little it all came back to me pretty quick my experience with it oh about 4-5 years ago! Users fill out a long ass series of political, moral, and situational multiple choice questions and then choose how their "ideal partner" would answer and then rate how important it is for them to respond that way supposedly creating a match percentage, as well as friendship, and enemy likelihood where the deal breakers may lay. It's a sophisticated algorithm that in theory should work great. But then I look back on the most fulfilling, dynamic, and passionate loves of my life and realize none of them would have scored any higher than a 70% match nor less than a 10% enemy with me because it wasn't our identical views of the world that gave us chemistry. It was our differences combined with shear raw physical attraction that made it interesting! OK Cupid was/is brilliant at finding me carbon copy thinkers as me who make excellent cathartic pen pals that unfortunately gets my hopes up that I've magically found someone spectacularly special amongst this sea of coded monotony. Then it all builds up to the big first face to face meet up or "date" that instantly deflates within the first 3 min (or 3 sec) when I realize despite all romantic intentions I'm simply not attracted to them. I have particular taste! At which point I either part ways with a disappointed puppy or manage to make a really decent friend. I've noticed it's the ones who usually manage to string along a conversation somehow long enough to suggest having a fuck it why not beer that I end up being more likely to find attractive enough to at least get laid before parting ways. The truth of the matter is regardless how we may deem it shallow you just can't substitute substance for sexual chemistry.

So this other app thing goes for the absolute opposite approach and users start out with selecting one to six of their Facebook images and without having the obligation to read those awkward unrealistic bios make snap decisions based on first impression appearances whether to pass or take and mutual acceptances then make you a "match" where you're then almost instantly prompted to try and strike up an IM style conversation with what extremely limited observational info you could ascertain. Yay! The site seems to attract nothing but baseball cap wearing, cheap beer swilling, jocko frat boy types mixed with the occasional geeky granola glasses wearing Seattle bearded hipster boy that always seem to carry little excess weight hanging over the waist of their khaki shorts. Not my type even remotely! No matter how much I might be entralled with someone's brain I am purely only attracted to the tall dark and handsome cliche with the added preference of tall, *thin* and handsome with *long* dark hair. Can't help it. It is what it is. The of course I lean toward the artistical musician type in black with black boots WAY more than the baseball cap, shorts, jerseys, and tennis shoes or hiking boots variety. Men who wear sandals is a deal breaker for me. Boots, barefoot, or go home! I'm ashamed to say...

So big strike out on the online dating scene except for running into online who I've had eyes on which perhaps will serve as a wake up call that we've been looking for what's already been there.. But likely it will take a whole lot more of horrible mistakes and experiences before we concede that way. Fml

Aum Ha

 "He wrote to her...
Much of what you believe to be True is Not... much of what brings you pleasure in Truth is Not.... when tenderness and sweetness enter your heart, sorrow and death sleep in your bed... as such is the world of Samsara in which you are trapped. All fleeting loves are subservient to that permanent Love of All. That which brings us joy is but a mask of sorrow... which hides our shame from ourselves."

 ~ Roberto Flores

quest for contentment

  I realized I tend to fall into a slight slump of depression when days, like today, I texted my latest man crush and hours later still received no response. In my latest pursuits of practicing yoga (not just asana but also pranayama, the yamas, and niyamas, pratyahara, dharana, dyana, and samadhi) this attachment is no longer acceptable to me. In meditation it is possible to locate the original experience of something, it's seed if you will, and observe the austerity of it thereby eradicate it or liberate yourself from it once and for all. So I sat down in meditation and tried to get to the root of that sense of need to be exclusively special to someone other than me. I traced it all the way back through my life and discovered it's deeply located in the womb and even before conception there was the calling, the sense of being wanted and needed to incarnate for higher purpose.. This exercise I suppose can be labeled "FAIL"



  

sweet Crowley, rest in peace, baby kitty

Alice Rose Crowley

10/3/2007 ~ 12/24/2011

It twas the nightmare before Christmas when my boyfriend broke up with me leaving me alone with nothing but my sweet kitty. Then all of a sudden she began acting strange and lo and behold she had a tumor or some sort of growth on her head we suspect was pressing on her brain causing her nervous system to begin to fail and she lost use of her front two limbs.. Sad! So on xmas eve the ex had to bring she and me to the cat hospital to put her to sleep. Please, let her rest in peace and please let the rest of this dreary holiday not be any more traumatizing. Please?

on xmas eve <3

 

Today is the day..

...that I made the Sun come out inside of me! Hey look, it's shining down on you, and everyone I see. Hold a grudge though and you will see a cloud but that Sun is shining no matter what you see. Let the rain come and tomorrow you'll see. The Sun will shine until we are free ~

image from jodyhatfield.com