An attempt to make these blogs more readable. Let's be honest, I could write everything down in a book for my own eyes. But here, it's for everyone, so why not a titch of spice?
Attending my first film set tomorrow - a sort of early start to my college career this coming Fall. That is three years condensed for a BA in Film and Art Sciences. Felling excited!
Been cutting my own hair now for a year, never done it before and it has been quite nice; an intimate time in front of the mirror. I neve
Raindrops lay against panes of glass, basking in the dull grey light of the morning hours. Thunder, grumbling atop the wind, walking over lands beyond the river. Water still tumbles down the spouts of the house into buckets, singing gently, a reminder of brighter days. Wood of the porch beneath my naked feet, feeling the tears of summer skies between my toes. One step into green, dew laden grasses; two hands stretching into misted air.
The trees gaze silently through sheets of moss at a pale f
It just so happens this is the perfect little spot to write my thoughts. Probably more so because other people (if they are bored enough) will read what I am typing so haphazardly.
You see, our minds are ever so complicated. Simply put, I think a lot and if that wasn't the understatement of the year, then let me put it this way- air is a color. I know, that makes no sense. Now that you've had a crash course with what I'm about to write, buckle up and take a big slurp from that hypothetical slu
Beyond the waves laden with pinkish hue, above the planet rising from the sea, the Sun sinks into deeper waters. The skies burn so bright; long and slow unto the darkest night where the stars glow and your eyes illuminate. Bewilderment grips the unsuspecting heart, wonder - the mind. We see the planet from here, upon the shores of its moon. Like veins carrying a body's lifeblood, lights flow across the surface of the world above.
Crashing waves follow the gentle hush of their own retreat as the
Throughout the past month, I have been monitoring the web and the reactions of people whom I tell that I am a Brony. The results have been interesting. Of course my younger sister (16) understood straightaway, perhaps because she knows me very well. My parents thought I was gay, bless them. -and my good friend since 3rd grade thought it was odd but ended up not caring much about it. I suppose I am lucky because I am aware of others who have dealt with worse reactions.
I want to call it a movem
Ok, so it is not Christmas, yet. The title had to work and that's beside the point! This isn't so much of a blog as it is a quick post. I was given this coffee mug by my sister.
Drinking coffee just got about 20% cooler!!
Happy Holidays to everyone, enjoy yourselves and be merry!
I have just returned from our local theater where I had auditioned for a role in a play called The Mousetrap. My experience there was nothing short of magic. I walked out of the theater building knowing that THIS is what I want to do for a living, I want to be an actor. It was the first time in which I was surrounded by people in a room who all love to do the same thing. The atmosphere was like a drug, I was hooked the moment I began the routine reading from the script with another individual in
I believe I am at the point in my interest of My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic in which I want to attend a convention. I have seen conventions in the documentaries {A Brony Tale} and {Bronies} and they look spectacular, they look fun! Looking at the list of upcoming conventions, I want to make it a goal to make it to one next year (2015). I am basically looking to interact with the fan base on a face to face level, seeing how I do not know (personally) any Bronies and or Pegasisters ( I hear
This week, I had ordered and received two sets of pins, one set was Adventure Time and the other was My Little Pony. (see picture) I am very excited to have them (the MLP pins) because I finally have something to show for my admiration of MLP and as a Brony. Of course my love for MLP is a testament, but having a pin on my hiking pack, some physical "thing" to show for it, is what I am most excited for.
Two MLP pins are on my army/hiking backpack, one I placed a circular magnet behind to act as
For my entire life, as far back as I can reckon, I have enjoyed being away from the modern world. I enjoy, from time to time, being away from people. In these nooks of life, where I am alone, I find a particular peace in the silence and solitude. It is here that I often begin writing poems and descriptive worlds of nature and existence. I like poetry and working with words.
Here is an example of mine ~
- I've been standing here all my life
by the road that day in March
and never knew ti
Tis' the start of a blog, my blog and I welcome readers to what I can only describe as a beautiful bog of thoughts. The picture I attached is of a door I found in the woods. It was a solitary cellar with a stone vaulted ceiling, a small room but neat in regards to its character. It looked like a Hobbit hole in every fashion, grass mound, stone accompanying the sides of the entrance; all was needed was a chimney and a little round window!
I decided to begin this blog business because I often fin
