Depressive,sensitive,ridiculously dramatic,generous,humorous,vain.
Forgiving,relentless,addicte d,conflicted.
Still trying to find me even after all these years.
Hopeful,naive,hardened,un-organized.
Vulnerable,silly,c hildish,kind.
Creative,strange,in tune,selfish.
Human.Spirited.Agonized.Fresh.
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+ more bio informationWhat exactly is a successful life? Is it only equated with monetary value? Is a successful life also synonymous with recognition from the world or are these two aspects only a part of the answer? And perhaps not the only one? Western Society has a particular way of measuring success. It is about having. Having things, money, ... More..
Some say we have nothing to do with the parents which we are given.Other people say that we choose our parents. If the latter is true, it is because I always wanted to be in the movies. My parents' lives played out like a "truth is stranger than fiction" blockbuster with all the seedy and steamy scenes kept in to give it an ... More..
We are enamored by stars and starlets,but we are enamored by their demise even more .An abrupt ending always seems to take our breath away and it is because, at that moment the playing field is leveled. The autopsy report,the moments before,who was there and why it happened are questions that we insist on being answered.If t... More..
As far as I am concerned, there are two types of horror movie.There is the gore fest, where people get cut up,tortured,kidnapped,maimed and are prey to a host of other grisly physical demises, usually at the hands of some psycho,and then there are the films which are, in my opinion, far more frightening because of the way the... More..
I had two mothers. One, who changed my diapers, got me dressed, and slept along side of me on a cot when I had my tonsils out. She brushed my hair, and put the water in the vaporizer which was placed between the twin beds in our room. My other mother was a Goddess who smelled like fresh cut Gardenias, who visited me when I ... More..
I have always believed in things unseen,which makes me a great candidate for "Faith".I received a call last April regarding a friend of mine.I was in Florida,the call came from New York.A friend of mine had had a cardiac arrest on a New York street,and was lying brain-dead at St. Lukes Hospital.I spent 2 weeks at his bedside... More..
Conquering clutter is simple but not easy. However, with persistence and patience it can be done. I have spent many years trying to obtain a clutter free home. I have found that the only way to do this is to stay on top of the situation. The first principle of winning this battle is to take it one step at a time. One of the r... More..
The man in the bed , bone thin and in a confusion of agony, was not how I wanted to remember my father. My father was strong, and tall. My father rode motorcycles and was a decorated World War II veteran. The man in the bed looked at me with pleading eyes. He could not speak. My father had a voice that could melt the hardest ... More..
I forget you hold me-I do not hold you. Without you,I do not exist.I see the shape of youfrom the horizon,your vastbeautyYour curve-The motion of waves, a silken gown,dazzling and seductive at the sun rise.I recognize you at the edge of the sea.I remember that you are holding me. That I do not hold you.I remember there.I am o... More..
A mirror can be an enemy.It depends on where the mind of the beholder is.If the mind of the beholder is encrusted with negative thoughts,self-doubt, and low self-esteemed thoughts,naturally the mirror will reflect this back.Nit picking at oneself in a mirror could be an all day event if it is allowed.This is why when the mind... More..
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