A Treat for You!

Hey guys. I'm glad you all liked my last video as much as I do. Since you all dug the song, here's the site where you can go to download the free MP3 and listen to the song whenever you want!

http://www.last.fm/music/Pogo/_/Alice


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Pick Me Up of the Week

Alice by Pogo.This video was made by a film student under the alias of "Pogo". The trippy, electronic sound is composed 90% by sounds from Alice and Wonderland. Don't bother trying to make sense of the lines Alice speaks through the video. It's Dada. There is no meaning in what she says.

Whenever I play this song I feel like Alice slipping into another universe. I imagine myself falling through the rabbit hole and tumbling down into a sea of changing colors and cartoon images--never reaching the bottom. Whenever you want to leave this world, listen to this song with your eyes closed and watch your own Wonderland unfold. Your stress will melt away and imagination will have time to run. If you go on YouTube and look this video up, you will find a link to where you can download this song and listen to it wherever you are. Happy dreaming!

I am a Frankie Fan

Today I made the most delightful of rediscoveries--I am still, completely a Frankie Fan. It dawned upon me again when I put on my Rocky Horror Picture Show Soundtrack for the first time in months. As soon as the opening piano chords for Science Fiction/Double Feature poured through my speakers, I smiled at the happy memories of applying drag make up in my mother's bathroom mirror, running up and down the streets of conservative neighborhoods in my fishnets and corset, and screaming orgasmically in the seats of many Rocky Horror screenings. I am alive few places like I am at a Rocky Horror masquerade. I arrive with my feet stuffed into black mary janes, my breasts stuffed into a gold sequin tube top, and my eye sight blurred by long, colorful fake eyelashes. I sing loudly and move my hips dramatically while I dance to show off my knowledge to any virgin who may be in the crowd.

I often fall into fantasies of what I want my life to be--how I want to look, act, and play. Rocky Horror Picture show falls so much in line with my fantasies. If I could live anywhere I would want to be a transsexual, Transylvanian curled by Dr. Frankenfurter's side, living only for excess and pleasure. I dream of lying on a black and white tiled floor in a psychedelic haze, covering my scantily clad body in a feather boa. I dream of taking center stage at a floor room show and singing soulfully about the darkest depths of my heart to a room full of adoring freaks. Because at Frankenfurter's lair, everything is a reason to to put on a show. I dream of smoky Zen rooms, orgies, pansexuality, half naked dinner parties--all the things that mean freedom to me.

I feel most of the time that I dream to be a work of fiction. I will never be able to be exactly what I want. All my desires of flambouancy, gender bending, ball room dance shows, free love, and never ending music and ecstacy are too wild and unnattainble for this world. The Rocky Horror Picture Show may have given me a great deal of unrealistic exceptations from a young age, but it is also the only thing that gives me a taste of the life I want. Whenever I go to a Rocky Horror Picture Show screening I feel like I'm being given a brief moment of my fantasy life. I'm in a place where many others like myself have gathered together to throw away their social norms and gender's confides for one night to engage in a night of unhibited bliss. I'm surrounded by a room full of people dressed to the tee in their finest homemade drag fashions, screaming dirty lines at the top of their lungs, stimulated at the sight of homoerotisicm and cross dressing. To love the Rocky Horror Picture Show isn't just love of a film...it's a way of life. It's a wide perspective on a world that tries to hold so many down. Maybe one day I will have my own Rocky Horror fantasy. Maybe I will be the owner of a secret lair like Frankenfurter where only other rich weirdos come to play. Perhaps I shouldn't resign my fantasies to mere works of fiction. After all, what does Frankenfurter tell us all? Don't dream it, be it.

Sweet Karma

Today I experienced the most perfect act of karma while on Tybee Beach. My friend Ken and I walked along the shore by the jetties searching for beach treasures to put in his fish tank. We had no such luck finding sea glass or pieces of hollow wood. We only succeeded in finding oddly shaped shells to make jewelry out of. We found the most perfect conch shell--completely in tact with beautiful colors, but alas there was a mussel living on the inside.

I take moments of celebration while on the beach. It has always been a tranquil destination for myself. The one thing I hate most of all is when I see trash carelessly left by tourists on the beautiful beach.

"I can't believe people are such ass holes!" I yelled at my friend ken as I gathered crushed up Coke cans, empty Capri Sun packets, and wet cigarette butts in my hands. I made many trips to the trash bin and back during our walk along the shore.

Then the universe sent me a surprise! On our walk back when we had nearly approached the boardwalk that led to the parking lot, we found a pair of Rainbow flip flops in my size lying in the sand! Rainbow flips flops are naturally made shoes featuring a lifetime warranty and high prices. I have wanted a pair for the longest time now. I can't believe these just fell into my lap! I suggest that everyone tries doing something nice for the Earth. Maybe the forces of karma will send you a lovely treat as well! ^_^

Pick Me Up of the Week

Do the Whirlwind by Architecture in Helisnki!! Watch this video when you need to smile. Not only does the song itself make me happy, but paired with this video it's cute overload! Try and be sad while watching those cute chibis dance in sync! I dare you!!

Message in a Bottle

I wrote this a long time ago for a friend that betrayed me. He and some other unnamed sources stabbed me in the back worse than I can possibly say. It all turned out to be for the best because the life I have now is wonders in comparison to how it used to be, but the hurt I experienced in the last days of my former life is something I can't forget. Even though he burned me deeply, I still think back to the wonderful memories I had with him and know they'll connect us forever. I'm putting this poem on here in the hopes that somehow it might reach him.

For Joey

In a week's time I'll forget your name
I'll forget your face and all of your mannerisms
I'll forget how you stumbled with eyes slit open to the kitchen,
pulling your falling jeans over your exposed hips

I'll forget the way you wore your hat--
pulling your free-falling mane to the nape of your neck
and perched on your forehead like a lurking crow

I'll forget the girl that stood beside you,
so quiet and peaceful in her simplicity.
And how she would stand loyally in one place with you
No matter how dearly she wanted to run

I'll forget the words you used to poison me,
and I'll forget the ones full out outstretched with love even faster

But I won't forget your bedroom floor holding onto me
that kept me from falling off the face of the earth.
Or your hands that held onto my head
to keep it from spiraling out of control from me

And I will never silence the sounds of the crashing
drums and the rippling chimes.
Nor ever unchain the reoccurring memories
that connect you to me.

Just as I am connected to you.

Pick Me Up of the Week

Hello folks. I've been trying to decide my blog's personal niche--some sort of weekly post that I can do, as I've seen some pretty great ones from everyone else. Keeping in the spirit of my blog's overall purpose (to chase my bad vibes away), I've decided on a post that I think is perfect for me: Pick Me Up of the Week. I'm going to post any videos, pictures, song lyric, or anything else I find each week that makes me instanly happy. You'd be suprised how greatly such things affect me. I can still listen to certain songs or watch certain videos and feel giddy all over no matter how I felt before.

And so, I'm going to kick off this pick me up with the most apropriate selection for this occasion. My first Pick Me Up of the Week is:



Pick Me Up Uppercut- Pop Levi

I've listened to this song for months, and every single time I hear it, it puts a spark in me. I always feel like dancing. I picture myself dancing in a room with changing lights and a disco ball, wearing a full, ruffled skirt with a fabulous print like Madonna. I can't think of any other song that makes me want to throw away my inhibitions and dance like a fool like Pick Me Up Uppercut. Try putting it on and dancing in your room when you want to chase the blues away. Dancing is one of the best, and most enjoyable ways to increase endorphins. Just let it all go!!

Friend is a four letter word

• I hate how it's always all about you.
• I hate how you overpower conversations with your shit.
  
• I hate how you interrupt when I talk about what's going on with me.
• I hate you unreliable you are when I do anything you ask.
• I hate how ordinary you make me feel against all of your cosmic thoughts and ideologies.
• I hate that I don't feel special around you.
• I hate how you get anything you want because you're just that good.
  
• I hate how I can't tell you when you do something wrong.
  
• I hate how if I told you any of these things, you'd cry and tell me that everyone eventually thinks the same.
• I hate how this all comes from a place of jealousy, but I'm still tired of sitting in your shadow.
• I hate that I hate these things that you do--but I feel completely driven to this point.

See? I can list all of the things I hate. Now what to do with them is the question....

"Everything is amazing right now, and nobody is happy."

Everybody take out your brain spoons and scoop a dollop of knowledge from this m-effer right here, Louis CK! Not only is this rant really hilarious, but it's also really true. Take a listen to what he has to say why don't you?

Life List

Today I saw one of those tie dye. hippie peace sign bumper stickers on the back of a limited edition Cadillac SUV. Oh the world and its filtering trends....

I'm beginning my list of things I want to do. I will keep adding to it as I see fit. I'm hoping that by keeping an updated list on this blog will help me focus on my goals more. By the end of the quarter, I expect to have done everything on my list and more.

1. Set up container garden on the porch.
2. Make a red worm compost for the garden.
3. Make rag dolls with recycled material.
4. Paint something.
5. Make more time for personal reading.
6. Stay conscious of school work. Don't procrastinate!
7. Recruit well known artist work for ART AND FIST.
8. Learn how to effectively screen print and bind books.
9. Get local businesses to support ART AND FIST.
10. Make time for yoga.
11. Have tea time frequently.