Strange Interpretations

It has come to my attention over the past couple of months that I have a less the orthodox way of interpreting just about... everything. My irregular technique of approaching various ideas has entertained several of my friends... and also worried others. One of my 'funnier' interpretations is that of the phrase "Do you mind if I pick your brains?" This question immediately sends the image into my head of a finger reaching up someones nose and scratching the underside of a pink fleshy organ known as the brain, thus causing little flecks of intelligence to be lightly scraped off, falling into the nose, where they would be coated with a protective layer of boogers... These intelligent booger wads could then be propelled out of the nose in a sneeze of smartness. Because brilliance would now be sneezed out, intelligence would become an infectious disease. If a being with a considerable amount of wits were to discover a poor straggling, simple-minded man or woman, a stealthy sneeze could easily remedy the situation. When I proclaimed these thoughts to a friend of mine, I was granted a look of confusion, followed by giggle, which eventually gave way to torrents of laughter. The actually phrase, Pick Your Brain, actually came into existence in 1993, as a TV show featuring children contestants, which ran for one year. Interesting the things you learn.
I recently discovered a new way of interpreting the song It's Raining Men. I had never really liked the song much to begin with, which may have had an impact on my new grasp on the song. I was standing in my driveway one morning looking up at a massive thunderhead on the horizon, and I began thinking about how high that cloud really was. Then it hit me. If a man were to fall from a cloud, as rain does, the sheer drop, and impact of his landing, would not be survivable. If it were to actually rain men, us women would be faced with the cleanup of all the dead male bodies lying in our yards, on our roofs, stuck in our trees, and cut in half by our power lines. What a bloody, gory mess. Smashed body parts everywhere, blood staining everything, intestines sizzling on the power line that divided that poor corpse over there... I mean really... EW! Not only is this song about the mass genocide of the mall sex, but it's a celebration of it! Hallelujah, Amen! ... lady you have issues! But my friend thought that I was the one with issues. And she may be right. In the end we came up with the deduction that I have... slightly violent tendencies.
With these odd interpretations in mind I have stated to wonder, why do I see things through such strange glasses? Why is my perception of the world so different? Most would blame there parental upbringing as the cause of such oddities, and while my mother encouraged me to be creative, she never told me to be weird and kind of scary. And to this day she wonders where I get such strange ideas. One day she told me that I am "Weird. Just weird. Straaaaaaaange child." This was of course said with much love and a lot of humor. I could tell you that my bizarre thought processes are necessary for my artistic view point, but i know artists aren't any where close to being as quirky as i am. I joke with people that my brain was put in sideways. No, not backwards. Sideways. Meaning that at the end of the day, God made me this way, and most likely, I always be a tad bit eccentric, which suits just fine.
So to end this crazy post, I challenge you (gasp!) to go look at things differently then you usually do, search for the unexpected, and create some new ideas. Have fun.

Midnight Verse

Okay... Technically I found this verse around 4 in the morning... but I'm still going to call it a midnight verse.

The the Lord will bless you with rain at planting time. There will be wonderful harvests and plenty of pastureland for your livestock . The oxen and donkeys that till the ground will eat good grain, its chaff blown away by the wind. In that day, when your enemies are slaughtered and the towers fall, there will be streams of water flowing down every mountain and hill. The moon will be as bright as the sun, and the sun will be seven times brighter - like the light of seven days in one! So it will be when the Lord begins to heal His people and cure the wounds He gave them.
Isaiah 30:23-26

Such beautiful imagery. To think... all of the pain and suffering we go to leads to this, this healing, and this peace. And things we will never be able to understand. Can't feel the streams of water? and see the cattle roam??? I can. So wonderful is He, that can give such things. I find it so amazing that, even though we don't realize it, that we are so much more, after we've been torn apart and pieced back together. Sometimes we need to crash and burn... and sometimes the ashes are just what we need. Have I told you that I'm a phoenix? God has brought me through fire, and I emerged soaring in Him. And I gotta tell ya, these wings sure feel great. =D

God's Beauty is Everywhere

My beautiful dog, Handsome Gent,
 chilling out in his backyard. 

Spring Break is almost over, and I've been sleeping in. I woke up this afternoon, to discover that I hadn't gotten up around 8 to let my dog out (before usually returning to bed) but had slept right through it. Luckily, my dog is the prime example of forgiveness, and happily went outside when I let him, and then came back and happily jumped on me, wanting to play. Through his joy, and forgiveness, I caught a small glimpse of God. 


He's all around, if we can just see Him. In Arkansas, where I live, Spring is bursting out all around, and His beauty can be seen, whether you're looking for it or not, and me, being the artist that I am, am constantly looking for it. I hope everybody has an awesome weekend, and remember to look for His beauty, in even the little things. 

A Preface that Sticks.

Occasionally I read something that really makes sense to me... usually a quote, or an exert from a book. Sometimes its artwork, and often it's poetry. Today I read the Preface to Les Miserables, a book I'm planning to read. And it made sense... it's one of those things that will stick with me, and I'll remember for a long time to come, just because of the intense emotion that I felt when reading it.
So here it is:

"So long as there shall exist, by reason of law and custom, a social condemnation, which in the face of civilization, artificially creates hells on earth, and complicates a destiny that is divine, with human fatality; so long as three problems of the age - the degradation of man by poverty, the ruin of woman by starvation, and the dwarfing of childhood by physical and spiritual night - are not solved; so long as in certain regions, social asphyxia shall be possible, in other words, and from a yet more extended point of view, so long as ignorance and misery remain on earth, books like this cannot be useless." 

~Hauterville House, 1862 

I love Les Mis. I love the musical, and the movie, and based on the amazing preface, I'm guessing I'm going to love the book too. Les Mis is about Jean Val Jean, a convicted felon, who finds his soul purchased for God. He breaks parole, and starts a new life, trying to be the best person that he can be. He, and his adopted daughter, soon get caught up in the French Revolution... an all around bad scenario. It's a beautiful love story, involving the politics and history of the time. This story pulls at my heart strings in so many ways.


I love learning about history; it has so many facets and despite what most people believe, its not boring. There are so many fascinating events and occurrences that happened throughout history, and there's so much we can learn from the experiences of the generations before us. I personally love learning about the American Civil War. My National History Day project, entitled Separation Beyond Mere States: The True Cruelty of the Civil War is about how the Civil War affected families, and tore apart relationships. I would love it if you decided to check it out, just click on the title and it'll take you there. I recently won 1st place in the district competition in my category, and will be going to state next month... I think? If I place at state, I get to go to Washington DC, which is extremely exciting. See? I told you I'm nerdy. =D

A little about me...

Welcome to my blog. This is my second blog, my other blog is for my AP English Class, if you wanna check it out anyways, click here.

This blog if just for me to express my thoughts, and be me. I probably wont blog much, because I'm scatterbrained, and slightly forgetful. But if I randomly feel the need to express myself, this will be where it happens. I love to read, and I'm an artist - i love all mediums, but my best is probably graphite. If you'd like to see my personal website, or as I like to call it "My Online Gallery" go here. This has most of my artwork, as well as my photography, but again, I'm scatterbrained, so it doesn't get updated all that much.

I'm extremely nerdy, and I'm currently taking two advanced classes, U.S. History and English. I'm a junior in high school, and I'm hoping to go to Kendall College of Art and Design of Ferris State University when I graduate.... but it's kind of expensive, so I'm trying to get a scholarship.

I'm a bookworm who really loves the classics, like Jane Austen books: Pride and Prejudice in particular; I've also read Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling... twice; I love, love, love Gone with the Wind, and felt that Scarlett was an extreme let down. I'm currently reading the Lord of the Rings series, and after that I plan on reading the complete and unabridged version of Les Miserables by Victor Hugo.

I'm sarcastic, and I often come across as rude because I call it like I see it, and I'm brutally honest. For an artist, I'm pretty down to Earth, and I try to keep my idiotic, girly emotions to myself. Just recently, I was dubbed Jo, from Little Women - another of my favorites - based on my tomboy attitude. One of my friends even tried to teach me how to waltz... I didn't go well. I've also been nicknamed "The Voice of Reason" based on my logical outlook when it comes to relationships. I believe that the heart can easily be lead astray, causing dependence on the mind when making important decisions. My belief system is transferred into all my advice, and I'm usually the one friends come to when having girlfriend/boyfriend issues. I'm painfully observant, and can usually pin someones personality, just by how they walk, talk, and behave themselves. I'm also a firm believer in setting goals so high, that even if you fall short, you're still among the stars. I've been known to push myself, and others to reach their goals, and hopefully, their full potential.

Now to the really important part... My faith. I'm a Jesus Freak, I love Jesus with all my heart, and will follow him anywhere. I believe His love is the strongest thing in the universe, and because of it, I am able to be purified, despite my many, many faults. He will care for me always, just as he cares for you. I personally hate the word "religion." To me, religion is the act of going to church, singing songs, and claiming to be His own. But it stops there: just outside the church doors. I want to live beyond Sunday Morning Christianity... into a relationship, that extends the borders of church, and seeps through every pore of my being. At least that's my goal.

I have a lot to share, If I can remember to share it... tonight I'll probably post more then most nights, but hopefully I'll remember to let the world know some of my crazy thoughts once a week. Toodles.