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Baldness where there should be hair.
Blank stares where there should be engaged eyes.
Blankets and long sleeves where there should be shorts and T-shirts.
Chaos where there should be peace.
Confusion where there should be clarity.
Death where there should be life.

Doors where there should be doorways.

Fear where there should be faith.
Feet where there should be inches.
Frowns where there should be smiles.
Gums where there should be teeth.
Hair where there should be baldness.
Holes and gaps where there should be wholes.
Inches where there should be centimeters.
Lies where there should be truth.
Life where there should be death.
Locks where there should be unrestricted access.
Messes where there should be clean.
No where there should be Yes.
Questions where there should be answers.
Sadness where there should be joy.
Truth where there should be lies.
Uncertainty where there should be confidence.
Wheels where there should be feet.
Wrinkles where there should be smooth.
? when there should be ..

A Specimen

She's a Specimen. She is a Creature. She is unlike anything you've seen.

She's got a beauty that has been hidden for most of her life. I have just seen it for the first time. I have a feeling there is still some hiding. It was hidden by her gangly arms and lack of eye contact. It dwelled behind her crooked teeth and scraggly hair.

She doesn't do things her age. She does other things. Animals. Drawing. Reading. She loves those things.

She's tall. She looks down on others. She is quiet. She is witty and clever, but she doesn't talk directly to anyone. She has a commentary to herself about the surrounding conversation. I don't know what to do with it. Do I respond? Does she mean to be heard? Do I laugh? It doesn't seem like her words are aimed at anyone. It's more of a broad but quiet cannon, shooting the thoughts out. Whoever wants to be hit by the shrapnel of her mind may do so. I don't know if I want to.

She really is a Creature. Unlike other creatures.

Most things are shit

**THIS CONTAINS GRAPHIC THINGS SO DON'T BE SEARCHING IF YOU CAN'T HANLDE IT**


Lately, I have realized that most things nowadays are shit.


End of story. But since that is not a good blog post, I will elaborate.



O I L S P I L L S are shit.

I S I S is shit.

P R I S O N S are shit.

L E A D E R S are shit.

C A M P U S R A P E is shit.

C H I L D S O L D I E R S are shit.

M U R D E R is shit.

R E L I G I O N is shit.

F O O D is shit.

S C H O O L S are shit.

M U S I C is shit.









BUT -


I believe in magic
I believe that one day
or maybe even today

we                    can

see

God's Grandeur.

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.

    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;

    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil

Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?

Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;

    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;

    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil

Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;

    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;

And though the last lights off the black West went

    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —

Because the Holy Ghost over the bent

    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

-Hopkins

Wedding Etiquette

There are so many wedding etiquette rules that I find stupid.

Here is the most recent one that I have come upon:

Sources: 

• theknot.com
• huffingtonpost.com
• weddingwire.com
• and various other places

The rule:

Don't put wedding registry information on any wedding invites.

Reasoning:

Who the hell knows?

-or maybe-

When sending an invite you are requesting their presence not their presents. 

The "solution":

Put wedding registry information on your wedding website (because everyone knows everyone has one of those *disgusted hocking loogie noise*)

or

Just have it spread word of mouth of course *another disgusted loogie noise*

Real Talk:

Ok, I'm inviting you to my wedding reception. I (kind of) expect you to come. I also expect you to bring me something. Do I expect you to bring me something because that expectation was created within me? NO, I have been told my whole life through words and examples that that is what happens when someone gets married. So here's my take on the whole sitch. 

You know I want you to bring me a present. I know you feel like you should bring me a present. You know its a hassle to find something that I and my new husband will like. I know that you want it made as easy as possible. I am not buying that whole **let's pretend I am not expecting you to bring me something** thing when everyone knows that you are expected to bring me something. So why bother with that ancient, antiquated, decrepit rule and instead make it easier. I am going to tell you on my wedding reception invitation because you also don't want to have to go look at my wedding website or call my mom or his mom and ask where I am registered. 

Let's be real people. 

Thanks

~ oh and by the way, I am registered at amazon.com so if any of you want to buy me a wedding present, head to amazon.com to mine and Christopher's registry and take your pic - Thanks in advance ;) ~