I MISS COCA LITE!!!
but that's about all i miss of praha. well, the castles were cool to look at, but i can't say i miss the begrudging czech-a-roonies.
*disclaimer: what i write will most likely annoy, aggravate, or plain just piss off a lot of other artists, as i knowingly jump into the known stereotype the world has on us... at least in the political aspect. OH...and please please please please for the love of hey-sus, do not respond to my post with how wrong you think my opinions are. i'm not looking for debate - if i wanted to, i'da called you by now. this is just my thoughts. ranting is what this here great blog is for. much love.
continue if you want, but turn away if you already have bad feelings... ha.
all this to say, that my opinions have grown, but still remain the same in a sense. i'd be lying if i told you i could name all the issues going on right now. all i'm even aware of is the war in iraq and the plummeting stock markets. (three cheers for greedy little bastards!) anyhow, i salute all the people who do care about the politics, as it is crucial in the world we live in - and will continue to be undeniably significant in our future and will no doubt affect everyone from here on out. but really...as blatantly honest as i can put this - i just don't give a damn. i trust that God will put whoever is needed where he/she needs to be. i trust that my life will still go on as he intends it to go on whether or not palin sits in the oval office or not. my focus hasn't ever been politics and economy. and i'm aware this will affend some people...but really, my outlook on life extends far above what soul sits in the pretty little white house and which bill he/she decides to veto. i care about the NOW. i care about what i do or don't do that has an immediate and lasting effect on all those in my life and to come in my life. i care about my attitude and my outlook on every situation i come into. i deeply care about the people in my life and what i can do to make their lives better and happier. i care about expanding my knowledge in most all things... but not politics. i love to read. love it. but if you want to see haste tears ream from my eyes..you will put a book full of mass political news. the passion i have to create art runs and hides when i even see the word politic. the adrenaline that pumps in my veins when i play a close basketball game...it ceases when i hear news on what one campaign bashes the other about. i just. do. not. care. i should, i know this. but i don't. and i'm afraid, very well aware even, that nothing will change in that area.
my focus is about the people in my life, the people outside of it, and how to positively affect the two. my focus is on Jesus and showing people that he is big enough to create the earth, but loves being small enough to sit with his creations; that he eagerly awaits the moment we look to him. my passion is music - it literally pulses in me. every beat, every effectual lyric, every knee-weakening bridge that i hear... i absolutely cannot get enough of it. my passion is art. in the creation of it, the witness of creation of it, the expression of it, the movement of it, the history of it... i cannot get enough of art. it is everywhere. without it, we are blank. our canvases are empty with no sight of color. i love the excitement i get when i pick up a paintbrush and see a blank canvas, knowing that what i will create is screaming within me to get out, and the feeling of accomplishment i receive when i finally let it out. art is without a doubt the best legal drug there is and the high it creates is very hard to come down from. i love how people see black and white; that gray rarely exists to most. but that even with a ton of white and a little of black, or visa versa, you still get gray. i love how people are ingrained with different facets that all represent the ounces of Jesus he instills in us, and that if we call upon them... he will be represented. even if we are unaware. i love old people. i think they are full of knowledge and stories that we are too vacuous to listen to. and i love family. and the idea of family. how we are hand picked to be with our families no matter the case. some are screwed up royally, and some seem seamless. but imperfections are there. and i love imperfections because they allows us to realize our vulnerability; our rawness that we've tried to hide since day one. how stupid. if we could only realize that vulnerability begets other vulnerability.
i digress. the point of this rant was really to say i don't care too much about politics; that i think life is full of things we should put our focus towards with more immediacy than the term "republican" or "democrat". life is full of crap. why do we need to choose people to tell us this with their own selfish motives?? this is where my "liberal" thinking comes in: people will do what they want to do. they'll make wrong decisions and mistakes...but they are theirs to make. that's how we learn. we can do the best we can to help them avoid it, but judgement is absolutely NOT ours to make. not at all. we are all sinners. we're all screwed up - we are all damaged. so i guess the thing i've never understood is how does making other people and their belief on things...how does making them feel like shit help us become a 'united nation'? it just doesn't. i've thought and thought and thought about it... and it just doesn't. i've fallen into the mold of judging others because they don't agree with my thoughts on things or because they don't believe in God for one reason or another... but really... all i can do is play my part in this chess game and do the best i can to SHOW people my belief. actions. if we really wanted to become a nation under God... we'd start acting on it. because talk is cheap. and that's all i've heard my entire life. lennon and mccartney understood completely when the wrote let it be.
just let it be. and enjoy the ride while you can. try to make positives out of your pictures. they're always there. we just gotta look a little harder for 'em... sometimes even with a microscope.
much love from my living room,
kami.
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