Your Love Is The Only Thing
I log onto MSN and my baby momma isn't there. Wait, Lisa said something about leaving for a week with her boyfriend in her LJ or something. I hate when I can't remember where I read something! ARGH! COME BACK TO ME, LISA!
I'm officially cool. That's why everyone loves me. =) Because I'm the coolest bitch this side of Cleveland. Why am I cool? Are you asking that? Fine, I'll tell you why.
It's because of Within Temptation. Yes, Within Temptation. I fell in love with them a while back. And what happens last week? I hear Bam play a song by them on Radio Bam. I go, 'Damn right. Play that funky music, white boy.'
If Bam plays it, then it's cool. And thus, I am cool.
Everything is fine in my world of woe. (Nevermind the contradiction.) I mean, other than the usual. I could rant about it, but I'd just be saying the same things. Damn it. I'll just read my future to you all out of this book I bought so long ago.
The Way of Transendence
The destiny of those born to this Karmic path is to learn how to transcend limitations, even if this means going beyond what ordinary conceptions of time and space may deem possible. Often the limits these individuals must transcend exist only with their own minds. Those born to the Way of Transcendence tend to be hardheaded individuals firmly rooted in the here and now and the practicalities of daily life. Realists first and foremost, these sturdy mean and women must learn to overcome their innate attachment to the tangible and to develop a belief in the impossible.
That's what I can't do. I can't believe in the impossible. It's seriously the hardest shit for me to have faith in myself.
...their pragmatic orientation would prevent them for making any attempt to do so, and they would be unable to still the little voice in their heads that tells them, "It can't be done. It can't be done. It cannot be done!" While part of this karmic path is about breaking records or going beyond what anyone else has achieved in a field of endeavor, its underlying truth is that it calls the individuals on it to an awakening to the belief in the possibility of miracles and divine intervention. Once such beliefs are embraced by these men and women, there's no limit to their souls growth.
Le sigh.
There's so much more. And it's all true. And everytime I read it, I think of skateboarding. Psh. I know. I'm so sad. It's not just about going pro, though. I would be happy without going pro. I want to be able to be a kickass skater, to prove everyone, including myself, wrong.
But when I'm on that board, all I hear is...
"It can't be done. It can't be done. It cannot be done!" Like what the book says.
Now I have to stop typing, or I'll get all emo and start crying.
(Excuse the typos. It's hard to type with a ten pound book in your lap.)
I'm officially cool. That's why everyone loves me. =) Because I'm the coolest bitch this side of Cleveland. Why am I cool? Are you asking that? Fine, I'll tell you why.
It's because of Within Temptation. Yes, Within Temptation. I fell in love with them a while back. And what happens last week? I hear Bam play a song by them on Radio Bam. I go, 'Damn right. Play that funky music, white boy.'
If Bam plays it, then it's cool. And thus, I am cool.
Everything is fine in my world of woe. (Nevermind the contradiction.) I mean, other than the usual. I could rant about it, but I'd just be saying the same things. Damn it. I'll just read my future to you all out of this book I bought so long ago.
The Way of Transendence
The destiny of those born to this Karmic path is to learn how to transcend limitations, even if this means going beyond what ordinary conceptions of time and space may deem possible. Often the limits these individuals must transcend exist only with their own minds. Those born to the Way of Transcendence tend to be hardheaded individuals firmly rooted in the here and now and the practicalities of daily life. Realists first and foremost, these sturdy mean and women must learn to overcome their innate attachment to the tangible and to develop a belief in the impossible.
That's what I can't do. I can't believe in the impossible. It's seriously the hardest shit for me to have faith in myself.
...their pragmatic orientation would prevent them for making any attempt to do so, and they would be unable to still the little voice in their heads that tells them, "It can't be done. It can't be done. It cannot be done!" While part of this karmic path is about breaking records or going beyond what anyone else has achieved in a field of endeavor, its underlying truth is that it calls the individuals on it to an awakening to the belief in the possibility of miracles and divine intervention. Once such beliefs are embraced by these men and women, there's no limit to their souls growth.
Le sigh.
There's so much more. And it's all true. And everytime I read it, I think of skateboarding. Psh. I know. I'm so sad. It's not just about going pro, though. I would be happy without going pro. I want to be able to be a kickass skater, to prove everyone, including myself, wrong.
But when I'm on that board, all I hear is...
"It can't be done. It can't be done. It cannot be done!" Like what the book says.
Now I have to stop typing, or I'll get all emo and start crying.
(Excuse the typos. It's hard to type with a ten pound book in your lap.)