Oktabre

Dear Readers,

October is one of my most favored months. Recently the feeling of Autumn has fallen upon me. My mind feels refreshed when I breathe the cool night air. Everything is silent and still, dying.

An idea that has come to my mind are the meanings in the words darkness, and light. Many times darkness is associated with heaviness and light is associated with weightlessness and transcending. I thought about these associations and found that I have different ideas for each. Light occurs during the day when there is noise, everything is moving, and the sun's light beats on the skin, so heavy it's not possible to look into the light. Darkness is a cool night. The air is thin and crisp. Everything is still, and the heaviness of this noisy world is gone.

Language

I was bored once in high school. So one class period I took notes of what my head was thinking. I was thinking of a language for fun....

This Vessel

Dear Readers,

I do not have a soul. I am a soul, and I have this vessel. This vessel which people call their bodies. They point their crooked figures at their bodies and cry out, "this is ME."

However, if they were to lay down and forget about their movements while listening to their thoughts. Then they will discover themselves...Their souls. Our soul never changes. Everyday it looks out our sorry eyes onto the mirror, watching our body age and change. What ugly, stinky, nasty vessels we have for our heavenly souls. I wonder if it is a test. We are given these bodies to see if we respect our souls. Like you would respect a beautiful vase that holds a precious rose. Our bodies are like anchors for our souls too. They anchor our souls to earth, keeping them from escaping to heaven. Thus, it is our bodies keeping our souls on earth so that they may be tested. It has come to my mind, as I wonder, that maybe our souls are put into these fleshy capsules to keep us (the souls) on earth. Of course as souls from heaven we love our God. But the test is, after a lifetime of being stuck in/on this hell that He created...will we return still loving our God.

A Letter to Others

Dear readers,

Let me place you into my mind. I have spoken with many people, animals, objects, Gods, and the dead. I have lost myself in my mind, and I have been lost in the minds of others. If the world were a pea I would squash it putting an end to this stage for which others use to boast out loud their personal triumphs, or they use it to put down the weak and kill them so that everyone can see the strength of the destroyer. Ah, what a fine stage this world is for the glorious materially enriched to exemplify that you are nothing more than the dirt they walk on.
A chamber of lies, I feel entrapped. Laughingly I hold my hand in front of me, FAKE! How is this real? Only because I see it? Then I bite my hand which in turn my conscience reports that indeed this hand, real or not, is apart of me and these messages are relaid by the pain I inflict on myself.
This reminds me of a sad antidote I hear often; You only know that your real by the pain you feel. Sad souls love to use this line. Embracing theirs woes that which numbs their emotions. Therefore is pain the only cure to feeling existence? HA! What a over used idea, and a pity so many follow this mind set. Only if some crazed loony where to come behind them with a feather and tickle the back of their neck. HA! They couldn't help but laugh. I am sure of it, and what would they make of that? True one can not help feeling the razor cutting the flesh, but isn't true that one can not help to feel being tickled?
Readers I leave you with some food for your minds. Why is it when we want to feel we always seek pain to ensure our existence, when a laugh from a tickle can and will ensure our existence in times of worry and woe. Why must we always continue to look down when we fall?

The Sign

The Sign of Peace destroys the face of the wicked.

Images from dreams

This is from my head, of course. But I really don't know what it all means, or if it means anything at all. I started it in March. I just finished coloring it with colored pencils, my favorite. Anyways, since I have no definite definition for this I leave it open for you to think about what it means for yourself.

Queen of Heaven

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with you!
Blessed are you among women,
and blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of out death.

This is a Orthodox Icon of Saint Mary and Jesus. While in Russia I visited many Churches, and I saw many iconic art. In Chapel at the Moscow airport this was the icon I decided to devote to by lighting a candle and saying the "Hail Mary" .

Food For The Gods

Behold! This is the "Beans and Toast" of which I have preach about for many months! This awesome meal is fit for a table of kings, and will appease the bottomless stomachs of the Gods.

Key Board Русский

да, I have made my keyboard Russian now. So I can practice the letter and such...

More Turtle

There is a story of the turtle.... And I am very sure he would be happy if this came true

черепашка

So as the story goes. I fall asleep after work on my couch. Sarah comes over to visit, finds me sleeping. She gets her sun glasses she was looking for, draws a picture of me, and leaves. This whole time I never woke up, thus not even knowing anyone was in my house while I slept. зто точно

Evil Lady

 

Россия

 

El Viejo

I Like Hand Writing Better

Adventure/Humanity

Some of you might know, some of you might not. I am going to Russia for my vacation. Yes! It is something I have always wanted to do. To see another country and culture. Honestly I am kinda disappointed and sick of the media/money driven culture in the US of A. So I want to see what's going on in the rest of the world. However, I am afraid it is all the same. Greed and selfishness seems to be the cause problems, but history tells us this is a very common with human cultures anyways. And historically if you look at people such as Jesus, Muhammad, Gandhi, the Buddha. Also it seems to not matter what place in time they preached against the evils which we still live with today. So I am not going to turn my back and declare the world is going to hell, no. The great teachers told us to love, even when it hurts(ask Jesus about that). Its amazing how the world would change if we could all respect each other. Though, according to history I doubt that will ever happen, and I do not think repect is apart of human nature. It's funny how many people are scared of human nature. To change it we need something different. Condemning the world isn't different, facing it with love and acceptance is.

Чебурашка CHEBURASHKA

I am told that I am like the Cheburashka. A little Russian creature that came to Russia in a box of oranges. He wants to be every bodies friend, and mean people make him sad....

Apparently in Russia they don't worry about upsetting anyone by using a cartoon of Obama infront of the white house to avertise Chocolate and Vanilla ice cream. I love it! Good fun.

Drawings

I just really have liked how this came out. I like to draw symbols and use colored pencil.

My mind

My mind turns and burns.

Why am I so concerned. 

When will I learn.

People, so many people. All with

 different lives, and to think that they consider their lives to be just as significant as mine, or yours. That is a lot of significance, that is a lot of different universes of other humans. Doing what? In it for themselves, or some-one else... Who really knows. We all die, and why live to conformity and follow the heard? From now to the end of your life is one direction, no matter how far you venture off. You will always return to point "B" , death (point "A" being birth).  You chose. Either drive "the straight and narrow" to the end of your beloved existence, or see how far you can venture off before you are called home.

Bright Fight

Two clouds agreed with one another
they would block the sun that summer

The moon yelled out
the sun is my brother
how dare you cover him
and make his light dim

The clouds laughed at the moon
you are weak with light
not at bright as your brother
so do not bother

The clouds moved in
to cover the sun's light
dark the sky became
and it started to rain

Night was near
still the clouds were there
raining and pouring
the day was so boring

Behind the clouds the sun was setting
the moon began to climb the sky
full and bright the moon lit the night
the clouds broke and the setting sun was in sight

It is my time to return said the moon
I raise the oceans and seas
I make the wind blow a breeze
my brother maybe bright
But I am the one that rules the night

 

Is it that Mr. Fruit Face experienced all these cigarettes through smoking, or second hand smoke? Who knows... He is a sick looking fellow, isn't he?

From the dirtest of dirts
Comes the prettest for flirts

A pink rose for you darlin' my dear
pulled it from the ground
Let me wisper in your ear

It grew in dirty dirts
With flithy dirty worms
I would not be surprised
If the roots are covered in grems

Enjoy your rose my dear
Beauty of rose hid the ugly dirt
I picked it cause I am a flirt
also you need the beauty near
just like the dirt

My favorite movie, and one of my favorite lines used in a very appropriate circumstance. Comment if you think you know what movie

Brother and Sister

Friendly visits with my sis is fun. It will be even more exciting to accually live in the same town again. She makes pretty art.

Late

why do I have a hard time sleeping? Or going to sleep? oh well...

New

I am very new to this blogging thing. But I will just basically put pictures of things I do and other stuff I guess. Something to waste my time with.

-Derek