I don’t write much any-I don’t write much. At all. I was about to say “anymore”, but it’s been a long time since I’ve written regularly here, or anywhere. I’d like to say it’s indicative or a more orderly, balanced life…I have less chaos in my life, and thus less need to sort it out through writing (somebody or other said “I write to know what I am ( Read more... )

There is a girl--woman, rather; weird as it feels, I have no right to keep calling my cohorts immature--there is a female I feel split about. It's as if there are two of me whenever I am around her ( Read more... )

        Sometimes God speaks to you through the things around you. For instance, I've been reading "She Said Yes", her mother's thoughts and reflections on the death of Cassie Bernall at Columbine High School eight or so years ago. I was in high school at the time as well, a Junior where Cassie was a Senior. At the time God and I were incredibly ( Read more... )

 Once again, Jari returns to the open road in idle search of a career. I accomplished what I set out to accomplish this year and achieved the personal edification goals I set for myself. While the medical field still bears further exploration, I have learned what I needed to learn, and leave the world of the Emergency Medical Technician feeling ( Read more... )

It's that time again, kids! The time that Jari sits down and thinks out his Educational career with a little help from the JEOC. Any input, advice, ideas, or whatever would be very greatly appreciated.

Education Report on the the Jari (published by the Jarian Education Oversite Committee)
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The following is a snippet from my mental analysis of myself and my perception of reality, copied here purely to provide insight into the thought processes that led me to draw the below conclusions. It's depressing and philosophical and asks fundamental questions, plus it’s boring and half-incomprehensible, so read at your own risk. :-3

//One person ( Read more... )

     Why do I believe what I believe? It's been ages now since my Wandering. I can no longer remember where I went or what religions and beliefs I tried, or even why I eventually turned from each. My motives in each case were sound and I should probably remember them, but they were all details to me--I was searching for ME, not reasons. But I didn' ( Read more... )

As I sat in the performing arts complex today waiting for the stage manager to arrive, I saw a flyer for internships with Disney. The idea floated around in the back of my mind, and it hit me on the walk home why; when I was in Disneyland with the school band, I met an employee whose job was to wander around the park taking pictures of and for ( Read more... )

There are three basic stages to Jari moving to someplace new. 1. Excitement. Everything's new and fresh and full of vibrancy, and I HAVE to capture it all to pictures. Most of my best pictures come about this way, because I'm able to look at things from a fresh perspective. 2. Acceptance. I've gotten used to the new area and my pictures and ( Read more... )

Four years. Four states. Four different countries. Different worlds. You can never escape. You can never hide. Four years. What has changed? So much...and yet nothing. You can never hide. You can never escape. You can never outrun yourself ( Read more... )