So give it all!

Sometimes I know how the pencil will fall, and I catch it before it goes down. Sometimes it's the hot sauce that falls, and I don't know how to save it. Then the floor gets covered with hot red goo. I feel like I can burn my feet in it, so I try to walk around it. If I'm wearing socks I'm especially careful. If they get in it then I have to take them off. If it's just my feet though I can wash them off without taking them off. Most of the time.
Sometimes I want to make the world know how to cook chocolate chip cookies, so there will one for everyone. Maybe lots more. If you went into any house, anywhere, and found chocolate chip cookies how would that make you feel.
Happy. Very happy.
Even if the chocolate could kill you.
I think I'll run over my shoe now. If it were flatter then I could challenge it.

HappyVegetarian

Some say I'm not good enough. Some say OK. Some say I'm sorry and go their own way. Some are obese. Some are too thin. I say if I live my life my way then I win.

Judge Not

As I lay on the floor (though my is not the most comfertable, but still floors seem to be nice wherever you may be) I read the first paragraph of "As A Man Thinketh" which tells us we are what we think, our characters being the complete sum of our thoughts. So I said we are what we judge ourselves to be. I judge myself and others too much I do believe. Thats why I often think I'm miserable. So I thought "All I need to do is stop judging me and them." And it hit me! Isn't a distinction between me and them a judgement. What makes "them" them and "me" me if there is no judgement between us. So there is no they, me, us, you, or I if I cannot judge. So, I must judge if I will be anything that is anything distinct. It is the way we judge that needs be itself judged and confined to simple things. We need to judge what is and isn't to define ourselves. It's after that we need to keep from judgeing. Judge not good or evil. Judge not in terms of worth. Judge not in ability, brains, and power. Judge not while you judge.

I Hate Sam

Samwise the Great is Stupid. Not stupid like Dopey in Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Not even stupid like Goofy, who's stupidity is completely artificial. No, Sam is stupid like the Bible. Kinda deep and containing a lot of long stories and useless knowledge that you just wish you had. Stupid because you want to be like it sometimes. Not that I want to be the Bible. No, too papery and dry, plus do you realize how many people intimately touch the bible. No sire, not for me. I don't want to be Sam either. He's a boy, and looks kinda funny. But all in all, this rant is just a continuation of my last rant. The whole wishing I could be as smart as the smart people around me. That's why I hate Sam.   

Life Like A Armadillo

Why do all the founts kinda suck, except Webdings, but you cant really read it unless you are amazing... I want to be that amazing. Have you ever wondered how the perfect people we grow to hate become that perfect? Are they born that way? Did they just pop out of their mothers womb knowing 10 languages, 3 instruments, and the names of all the craters on the moon? I always feel like I have a learning impediment when I'm around them, but I do realize its of my own making. I believe everything I'll ever want or need to know will always be just at my fingertips, so I don't need to learn. Maybe. Maybe I just look for Narnia too hard I miss everything else. So far I find it every day at least once. So, I guess I hate the smart people only because I envy them, but I also like the messed up things about me that make me unique. Chicken!