Today's idea:
Be proud to know that disaster has not struck. Crisis averted?
Don't explain to me how, but it just fell perfectly into place. Let's keep it like that.
I have so much to say, but no words. I just want to fly into the sky,
Its all I got.
;} -This has been the Dizzy, flying in the sky.
Posted Behold! the Dizzy.
It is now officially on the blog as an official mascot (?), I guess! Whoot. Whoot.
;} -This has been the Dizzy, whoot! Whoot!
Today's idea:
Why is it that we struggle?
Well, let me rephrase that. It’s not quite struggle but move against the awesome current. I was reading a friend of mine's blog. And her thoughts were filled with pain for having lost someone she loved, she wanted them back knowing that she couldn't have him back. She said that one day he would realize what it was like to have her and feel sorry for what he'd done...but really he won't. No one ever hardly does. And that's the truth. People leave and hardly ever look back, except for the ones who end up left behind and picking up the scrambled pieces of their fragile hearts.
Is there a point to such suffering? I hardly think so.
Even as I stand at the brink of possible disaster, do I dare step in. Nor do I move back. I stand there watching the time pass before me knowing that eventually that disaster will swallow me in and take me whole, only to spit me back up and leave me scrambling for the pieces. Again, and again, and again. And I would say that if this is life, I would want no part of it--but I would be lying to myself. This is why we allow it to happen again and again, because maybe if it happens so many times it'll get to a point that we'll learn not stare the disaster in the face and let it swallow us. Maybe there's a different ending, but I hardly know that now. All I know is what I see before me, the black whole of disaster threatening to stop me now. This disaster that I have no control over to stop, this disaster is the making of others. The most I can do is steel myself and look forward bravely, since I have been told that bravery is a trait that many admire. But if nothing else, at least it’ll serve me as a mask to hide behind. Take of that what you will.
I would post my excellent work of art that perhaps tempted the fates, but I feel that I should wait and see where my disaster leaves me in the end before I do so. If nothing else, it will be interesting to see for sweet, sweet irony.
;} -This has been the Dizzy, in and out and everywhere in between.
