My ex boyfriend Chris
The last time I brought up my ex boyfriend James Christopher.Rieth I was very surprised as to how many visitors my blog had. I have many pictures of us together and on vacation but I’m not going to post them. This is mostly an experiment to see if I am correct. He and his family has long since blocked me from Facebook. However it is the Modern Age and I have my ways and I’ve seen his Facebook, wedding pictures, and I know he lives in Washington DC. Someone tried to contact me on Facebook the exact same day I wrote The Post. Unfortunately,friends are only allowed to Write answers or message me on Facebook so I have since changed it to public. I am curious if it had anything to do with each other. And I wonder if maybe he is trying to run for office or something. If he is you should know Christopher that I am not the kinda girl to kiss and tell. I’m just curious why that day of all day I had so many visitors. It is strange because I am a simple bloger and I do not have a lot of followers. If anyone was out there in the world could explain this to me please message me on WordPress or Facebook and explain who you are and what you wanted. By the way, I got all my money to go to Mexico so I don’t need you rieth family anyway. Humanity has taken care of me as I knew they would and I thank you Humanity. Anyways it has me perplexed please message me or WordPress message me who you are and what you were trying to contact me. No I do not want anything to do with you Christopher. No I do not wish to expose you for exposing you would be exposing myself and that would be silly. I am just perplexed. Important thing is that I raised the money and Humanity did it and humanity is awesome. Never doubt how much love is it in the hearts of others cuz I never will again. Thank you thank you thank you and bless you peace and love Laurelin
My generation
Texts and blogs!
the problem with blogs and texts. They have no personality and I miss the phone. When you’re on the phone with someone, they notice when you’re pissed off. Because your voice really says so, you speak very quickly and with an angry tone. Say into a phone I am so pissed off at this girl she drives me crazy! You know darn well that I’m mad at someone and they drive me crazy. Now let’s put it in a text- I am so pissed off at this girl and she drives me crazy! How do you really know I’m pissed off? There’s no inflection in my voice it is simply a text. Maybe I’m just annoyed with her it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m pissed off. I can say on the phone I struggle so much with my disease of multiple sclerosis! Now let’s say I’m on the phone and I am crying I think you’ll be pretty sure I’m having a bad multiple sclerosis day. Now let’s put it in the blog- I am struggling so much with my disease of multiple sclerosis! My blog is very often about multiple sclerosis so you don’t really know how bad my day is other than I’m having another day with multiple sclerosis. My friends do still call me on the phone. But we are a dying generation. I think it is much easier to get my point across in a poem than blog or a text. We today live in a world where child can write an English essay and write LOL and this is acceptable. I know the world is changing but there are some things that should not change. Cursive handwriting for example is another. There’s nothing like a personal signature it’s personalized like our fingerprint. And when we take it away we can forge anyone’s signature. I’m not saying I don’t love the modern world. I’m just saying I think we could have invested our time and a lot more humanitarian things than cell phones and computers. That’s just my opinion and like I said I’m a Dying breed, , peace and love Laurelin
Today is a great day
Today is a great day
I’m one more day closer to getting stem cells. Today is a great day, because I have a beautiful daughter and loving husband who takes care of me. Today is a great day because it’s still Green in my backyard and the wind is blowing the giant maple tree beautifully. I fell down twice today, I didn’t hurt myself but I found myself laughing inside; and thought; today is a great day. I did my daily walk to the front door and back to my bedroom to keep my muscles moving and tripped once. I picked myself up and said today is a great day I walked as far as I did. I tried to fold the laundry but I was at an odd angle and I couldn’t do much. I told myself I’m grateful for the laundry I did fold, and today is a great day. My nerve pain is pretty bad today. but pain can only make us stronger, and lets us know that we are alive and I said to myself today is a great day. Now I am watching TV as I write this blog, just taking a break and being comfortable and thinking how much of a great day it is to be able to take a break. I am excited to go to sleep and wake up tomorrow knowing that tomorrow will be an even greater day. Because today was certainly a great day.
Allegory of a circle
Plato’s allegory of the cave
Allegory of a circle
- I wish I knew how to write like Plato’s allegory of the cave. But I do not, unfortunately. I only know how to speak the truth. The truth is I don’t have any idea. Any idea of what? – You ask; I wish I had an answer for you. I do not. I don’t, however, rely on other people’s ideas of an answer. If only I knew the question, then I could give you an answer. Is the question why are we here? Is the question why am I here? Is the question are emotions real? I do not feel your pain. I do not fear you or anything. For I am not in your head. I do not know how to express that in an allegory, I wish I did. I’m not even sure if emotions exist anymore. If I’m the only one that feels them, how do I know they are real? Do you know if they are real? If you do,why do you? How do you know? Because you have emotions? I don’t know for sure that you have the same ones as me. I do not know how to make that an allegory. I will however make a comparison. I am to you as you are to us.Us Is to you and you I must Trust, Akita . Everything in life gets their return. Now it is my time in the circle the Falconer can hear the falcon
