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The Little Girl Who Was Forgotten
Jul. 19th, 2011 11:15 ammy favorite story, thought it was worth sharing. The artist/authors name is Katy Towell. Enjoy
Love this womans work.
Love this womans work.
When an Empath is Exhausted....
Apr. 14th, 2011 12:15 am Music or music video can explain everything.
Tonight is a bad night. surge of strong emotions on every level.
My lack of ability to zone in on who their coming from is making me go bat shit.
Im too tired to explain. Listen to the song. It makes sense.
Tonight is a bad night. surge of strong emotions on every level.
My lack of ability to zone in on who their coming from is making me go bat shit.
Im too tired to explain. Listen to the song. It makes sense.
there is going to be a class war (i guess thats what i should call it)
there will be a government shut down. there will be riots, and violence.
people have reached their desperate points -- points so low, that they dont give a shit anymore.
It scares me. It overwhelms me. What bothers me the most is not knowing what to do about it.
there will be a government shut down. there will be riots, and violence.
people have reached their desperate points -- points so low, that they dont give a shit anymore.
Voices are NOT being heard. But, their actions will be =(
you can not expect poor people, or anyone for that matter to sit around and get bullied.
we all know what happens to people that get bullied. they snap.
i see it. I feel it. the tension in the air is so thick I could cut it with a knife.
you can not expect poor people, or anyone for that matter to sit around and get bullied.
we all know what happens to people that get bullied. they snap.
i see it. I feel it. the tension in the air is so thick I could cut it with a knife.
It scares me. It overwhelms me. What bothers me the most is not knowing what to do about it.
Stay safe.
When you are overwhelmed and too many things are coming at you at once (in person or via the computer) this is what you need to do. I find it extremely therapeutic and highly recommend it.
Look around and make sure no people or pets are in the way before doing this. If you have the all clear, do it! you will feel so much better. Thought I would share this =)
Look around and make sure no people or pets are in the way before doing this. If you have the all clear, do it! you will feel so much better. Thought I would share this =)
Writing On The Ceiling.
Apr. 9th, 2011 11:42 pmceil·ing/ˈsēliNG/Noun
1. The upper interior surface of a room or other similar compartment.
2. An upper limit, typically one set on prices, wages, or expenditure
How many people notice the ceiling? as a matter of fact, most of you dont even give it a second thought.
I am constantly aware of them. I hate them. they drive me nuts. I can feel them above me. A Constant feeling of something looming over my head. It is one of the reasons I like it outside so much. Inside, I'm trapped (literally) and when you add people to the mix, Im boxed in and slathered with a shit load of stimuli and others emotions.
More nights than I care to count, I lay down in bed, look up and start thinking about how much i hate ceilings. I want to see my world, not be trapped in it. It occurs to me that ceilings offer protection, but it blocks my view- it leaves me blind. So many people go through life and never even notice the ceiling! Lucky for me, with enough effort, I can close my eyes and see past the ceiling.
It's hard being the person who thinks and see beyond the ceiling.
hahah this had a point, but given the drunken nyquil stupor im in, Im going to call it a night.
Goodnight.
1. The upper interior surface of a room or other similar compartment.
2. An upper limit, typically one set on prices, wages, or expenditure
How many people notice the ceiling? as a matter of fact, most of you dont even give it a second thought.
I am constantly aware of them. I hate them. they drive me nuts. I can feel them above me. A Constant feeling of something looming over my head. It is one of the reasons I like it outside so much. Inside, I'm trapped (literally) and when you add people to the mix, Im boxed in and slathered with a shit load of stimuli and others emotions.
More nights than I care to count, I lay down in bed, look up and start thinking about how much i hate ceilings. I want to see my world, not be trapped in it. It occurs to me that ceilings offer protection, but it blocks my view- it leaves me blind. So many people go through life and never even notice the ceiling! Lucky for me, with enough effort, I can close my eyes and see past the ceiling.
It's hard being the person who thinks and see beyond the ceiling.
hahah this had a point, but given the drunken nyquil stupor im in, Im going to call it a night.
Goodnight.
First Entry
Apr. 9th, 2011 09:11 pmLive Journal pissed me off. end of story.
My journal entries will mostly be about my life as an empath.
First, this is how I describe an empath....
Someone who has the power to feel the emotions of others. Empaths often have mood swings, or are sometimes even classified as bi-polar, but it's simply the emotions of others around them. They are often the one people turn to for guidance, for their amazing ability to make people feel better, reduce their anger or depression. The bad side is, they tend to feel others emotions and confuse them as their own, and act upon them accordingly. This has a tendency to confuse others, hurt or even anger them. The life of an empath is often a lonely and depressed one.
My journal entries will mostly be about my life as an empath.
First, this is how I describe an empath....
Someone who has the power to feel the emotions of others. Empaths often have mood swings, or are sometimes even classified as bi-polar, but it's simply the emotions of others around them. They are often the one people turn to for guidance, for their amazing ability to make people feel better, reduce their anger or depression. The bad side is, they tend to feel others emotions and confuse them as their own, and act upon them accordingly. This has a tendency to confuse others, hurt or even anger them. The life of an empath is often a lonely and depressed one.
