Monday, January 21, 2008

5 ALIVE

I know I've been down in the dumps, but here, here I've got the cure: a five day weekend. It is simple, take advantage of the national holiday and call out sick for two days. Bingo, Bango take your five days. Between below freezing temperatures, 500.00 worth of new clothes, 2 G's, 1/4 green, 100.00 at the ATM, and a good mix of friends I have survived if not endured. Here I am Miss Broadway giving the last rave-up to get it good and lay my sights on the future. I like it. Uh-huh. I know full well it will blow, and suck, seemingly contradictory, but life none-the-less. I want to make sure posts do not occur just after a bad day as I vent because I have good times too. After a ski binge I did some credit card damage and left town to party, but more than that I was able to spend some good time with some close friends. The actual party was not drugs; it was the people in whom I have trusted my heart. Just a notch posting on my blog that amidst all of it, I'm still here.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

going the full circle

You know there are some people that you just click with: you have great conversations, always something meaningful to say and not fluffed small talk. A business associate is one of those people for me. I guess it's now been a year and a half that I started to change the way I ate and lost a good 30-35 pounds. I wasn't fat by any means, but I had to buy up a size or two in jeans depending on cut and my blood pressure was high. Avoiding taking a daily pill and embracing my dislike of running I knew I had to change my diet at the very least. Well this leads up to a year ago. I had jotted this conversation flow and randomly found it while filing, but it was just too cool how full circle we went. We had a meeting and after the business talk she commented on the weight I had lost and how good I looked. Well, it turned into a hour and a half conversation recapped below. I always find the flow of conversation interesting, how bridges are formed through unique, personal experiences.

The biggest component of my weight loss was portion control. Basically don't eat so much all the time. I still don't consider it binge eating, but I could easily put down 2 double cheeseburgers, a McChicken sandwich, a small fry, and a 4 pc chicken nugget as a meal. Portion control helped, along with eating slower to recognize satiety before overeating. Having recently had a 2nd child and wanting to lose the last 15 pounds she was interested and had never really thought that even if eating healthy if it's too much it could still hinder weight loss. Lifestyles are a big part of how we eat (what, when, where, how). As a busy mom of two along with a full time job it's hard to eat right. And that as a family she's left eating what the kids and husband want to eat. Fortunately homemade chicken noodle soup is a favorite, and healthy. Working 11-12 hour days on both sides plus a commute make it hard to cook, which is generally healthier because of ingredient control. Obviously, what's normal? How do most people eat? The majority of Americans considered to be overweight, so what's going on with our eating. Most of us are doing something wrong...it can't be all genetic or glandular. Passing seemingly normal people on the street of all sizes, they may be crazy. They appear normal, but maybe have an eating disorder. You can never know until you live with them. You can learn a lot about someone by the what/when/where/how people eat. What kind of portion is normal anyway? What lifestyle is normal? Normal for us is city life. She's adjusting to suburbia and a commute post birth of her children. The move was mostly financial and so the kids could have a more normal life. People eat differently in suburbia than they do in the country. Fortunately her neighborhood has a good Chinese restaurant. Her favorite was midtown east near her apartment...plus they would deliver for free....15 minutes wait at most. So how crazy is the city? There are so many great restaurants in the city to eat at or even stop for drinks. Heck, you can buy food on almost any street corner. You can't control portions at restaurant, but you can always get the doggie bag. Some of our favorite restaurants only have moderate portions. Some of the best restaurants skimp a little on portion even though you're paying a lot, but we both acknowledged we never left hungry. We just felt the portions were a little small. But isn't NYC amazing in its diversity? So many normal and abnormal people? A multitude of ethnic food options...not only to go out, but also in the grocery stores if your so inclined to cook. I'm trying to diversify my mum's good home-cooked country recipes with new tastes available in the city. With so many people around, you're unable to avoid interacting in the melting pot. The wait-staff at my neighborhood sushi bar is incredibly polite and hospitable now that they know me. She knows my usual, often even recommending a new sake that they have a case of I might like. I like it dry. How big a portion should you be drinking anyway? First rule to lose weight is to cut out alcohol. Sometimes with all of these people and cultures intertwined it feels like you're in another world. Go to the heart of Chinatown on LES and none of the signs are in English. I've been to Europe, but never so submerged into a city alone that I could get lost or communicate. I always seemed to be in tourist-friendly cities. With work a lot of colleagues have to go to the East for short periods. It seems that total submersion is good in small doses...comforting to know you'll be back in NYC soon where you feel at home. Even with all these differences abroad or in the city, you still build relationships people on many levels. So many New Yorkers are transplants, but we still make friends and find lovers. We still have families and careers. She has a family friend that was not happy with public school system, and decided she would home school her children. The catch is they sold their home and with that money and savings, they bought a mobile home so they could drive around the US. Now, when teaching they can actually go firsthand to somewhere of relevance (the government in D.C. is easiest example). They've also been able to see many different parts of the country and many different ways of life. The children have had no problem adapting to the lifestyle. All of their friends are other home-schoolers they see periodically at conventions or other planned meetings with families on the road. Their social interaction is completely different from ours' in the city. Even still we have to find a balance between people. How you interact is really important. You have to learn where they come from, how they live, and so forth. Especially because you're meeting so many different people you have to reach that balance in understanding and respect to make all levels of interaction a positive experience (walking past someone and not punching them because of what they are wearing or because they have kids all the way to marrying and converting religions and living differently). If there isn't harmony then conflict arises. There is so much strife in the world because people cannot coexist peacefully. To reach this balance with other people, though, you really need to find a balance in yourself. You have to balance the different parts of your life: money, love, family, etc. If you're not balanced how can you expect to find balance with other people? In college my Dad advised that my life would have 4 parts: eating, sleeping, studying, and partying. At any one time I would only have the money and physical resources to do 3 at a time...one thing would always be left out. I would have to choose to party or study, eat or sleep, party or sleep, and all permutations therein. The trick he claims was to find the balance in that 4-part life and wisely choose what could not be done when. Even now in the bustle of NYC it's hard to find a good balance. When I'm feeling most balanced my eating healthy and in good portions at proper times is easiest. When my schedule is interrupted or changes, falling off balance, it's when I'm most likely to overeat or eat junk food. Even when stressed from work or very angry and upset (even at states of euphoria and act invincible so yes I'll have seconds and dessert) I've noticed I eat differently. It's not always bad. Sometimes because it is late I won't eat pasta and have a salad or chicken and vegetables instead. Moderation is really key. Control your portions: the amount of food you eat, the people you interact with, your sleep, your life. It's an old adage that everything is good in moderation. So far it's worked for my weight-loss, maybe that is missing component to her diet. She also thinks that you have to place moderation on your portion of work too. I agree...we work too much and don't take enough vacation.

After discussing the balancing of the parts of your life and how it's all about moderation to have just enough of each that I proclaimed, "Portion control!" We both sighed at sat back in our seats at the same time laughing. She said, "We made it full circle." It certainly not the type of conversation I expected to have at work, especially as she only comes in for meetings with me a few times a month. She doesn't even work for the same company. But after 90 minutes we both felt calm, relaxed, and ready to tackle that 2nd half of our days. I'm still amazed at how we moved through that conversation of that long without it feeling so long. The full circle is yet another reminder of the beautiful complexity of humans and the awesome world in which we live.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

HUSH























Look.
Feel.
The wings softly envelope you,
keeping you safe...

Sigh.
Quietly cry.
It's alright, the wings softly envelope you,
keeping you safe...

Always keeping you safe.
Always keeping you safe.

ALBUM COVER














Here's what you do:

1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random


The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2.http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3


The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.

3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/


The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover

A Treatise on Dykes and Queens

Early in my studies of Eastern religion I learned the basic symbolism of the Taoist Yin Yang. In case you don't know, and because it is fundamental to this treatise, I'll explain now.

The Yin Yang represents the cyclical nature of life. It is round and curves. It is composed of two polar opposites...traditionally white and black. There is an obvious movement around the symbol as these opposites interact...male/female, light/dark, healthy/sick, fast/slow, exciting/boring, and so forth. So as in life, there is a constant state of flux in the Yin Yang. Furthermore, when either side is at it's greatest, widest, most pure state the seed of it's opposite surfaces...a spot of white at the heart of black; a spot of black at the heart of white.

It should be relatively obvious where I am going now with my treatise. I propose that some homosexual males and females have become an uber sex. A male becomes so male, interested in males, that he has in effect become feminine--queen. Likewise a female becomes so female, interested in females, that she has in effect become masculine--dyke. Gender roles have not only reversed, but also turned inside out. Sure, homosexuality isn't a necessary factor, but it illustrates this point most clearly. First to mind comes Fabio as heterosexual, but so male he starts to present stereotypical feminine characteristics. I'm sure there are other countless examples, even in your close circle of friends...and to many varying degrees.

Bottom line, sexuality and gender are actually very fluid...perfectly illustrated by the Yin Yang. Masculinity and femininity are constantly shifting around and just when one extreme is reached the opposite surfaces, continuing the cycle. It is also worthy to note that even though these opposites are abound amidst constant change, they are still one. The Yin Yang is still one. It is a whole. You could not have male without female. You could not have gay men without lesbian woman. Dykes and queens are one in the same.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Child of the Night

Another teen preggers...




I know it seems an odd choice of rant, but Jamie Lynn is still blowing up headlines with her 'underage' pregnancy. Those of you who are fortunate enough to know me also know my utter disdain for trolls. Yes, children/enfants/babies/kids = trolls. As much as you question my desire not to be caught dead within 10 feet of one of these horrible dark creaturous spawns, I equally question why anyone would want to have them or be near them. No, I was not abused or dropped on my head. I may have willingly thrashed my head against pavement and other hard surfaces, but I only see it as logical considering I was a troll. I obviously wasn't ignorant of my putrifying status and tried desparately to eliminate a troll from our magnificent planet. ANYWAY, so we all know now that younger Spears is preggers. She has been lambasted for having unprotected sex, and doing so outside of wedlock. While I know there are statutory rape laws and so forth, she knew what she was doing. And honestly, if your body is physically capable of reproducing why is it so taboo to perpetuate Satan's legion at her age? Nature obviously doesn't approve. Her family, mostly, seems to be supportive. Numerous people got preggers in my highschool at her age, younger, and a few a year or two older. Bill Albert, spokesman for the National Campaign to Prevent Teen and Unplanned Pregnancy: "It's obviously a very sad development for Jamie, but it's really helped to jump start discussion about these issues. That's critical.[source]" Why is it a sad development? Really, it was either her choice or her short-sightedness. It's not like there isn't money to provide. The family structure is questionable, but people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. Who of you come from a perfect family? Think about what's wrong with that logic: how good are you of a parent if it took a young celebrity to get pregnant for you to discuss safe sex and family planninng with your trolls? and in the same logic feel your superior wisdom warrants a condemnation of said celebrity because *that* would never happen to your troll? Smells like bullshit to me. Then again she is named after both her mother and father.

Monday, December 24, 2007

Sunset Angel























Wings expressive of a man,
I gaze out onto the horizon.
A gift of God, but merely human.

Sil-sitting on reflection,
I watch another sun set my life--
Burns a fearless fire deep within.

My wings rest with a fatigued ease.
Blazed kaleidescopic colors fail to ignite.
The lock's still unopened, latched with no keys.

I look back on where I've been:
Choices, emotion marked by talent and dreams.
Under those rays of sun I can't help grin.

The life I see charted by no map,
Forced into finding a way, forging my path.
Just sitting here life won't fall into my lap.

Cycles and orbs spinning, energies that inter-are.
The sun reflects the myraid of my being.
I feel so close that it's so far.

But in the reflection I start to see.
It's not quite clear from rippling waters,
Changing winds of seasonss on the open sea.

I don't know what's possibly beyond,
But a sun shining bright beams from its core:
I can know our meaningful bonds.

So many questions left unasked, still more unanswered.
Hues shift illumination,
But the other side still remains soul-shadowed.

I'm sitting here on a precipice of dark and light,
Time's judged perceptions in the past from the future.
The sun's scales tilting off balance ushering in the night.

It touches the edge of the planet,
Setting the skies a-fire with a minuet of color,
Reminding us to always remember--never forget.

The sun setting sinks like pain in my heart:
saddened sorrow bleeding through my veins.
It's me, an angel from God, my art.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

boy poet speak








beautiful hope

the sound of the world
words of love
just be happy as one people

Saturday, December 15, 2007

numb

So I've come to the realization that the funk I've been in for past few weeks is a result of being numb. I'm desensitized (possibly over stimulated?) and seem to be lacking ambition and motivation on every level. I simply don't care...but I do care...I just can't seem to do anything about it. I know part of the problem is the onset of winter weather, and I just want to curl up in bed to sleep. Another part is that I'm working 50 hour weeks...60 when you include the commute. I am tired. With my iPhone I've done better with keeping up on here with pictures and all, but I even find myself on the metro too tired to even think. I sit there in a daze. I do not want to fall into a rut of living the same week for weeks on end with no discerning events, thoughts, or feelings. I know myself well enough that I have good days and I have bad days, and that I need to take both in stride. Without any negativity, how do we really know what's positive? I have a lot to look forward to and a lot to be thankful for. I have not forgotten. Even with a new friends at work and a socialife on the side, I still will just sit here. I have just purchased a new wide angle lens and a wireless flash for my dSLR, but aside from test shots I haven't been able to work on any real projects. I even have a shoot I did months ago that I've only managed to edit 1/5 of the photos. Granted, the first set is phenomenal, but further gumption escapes me. I am away right now. Detached. A fallen leaf crusted over with the first ice, seemingly devoid of color and life I knew during the summer. I know that I hold high standards for myself, striving to live by my personal philosophies, continuing on through life. I think I just need a break, though...not from life. That's the whole point really. You can't segregate yourself. I am a global citizen and if I don't live my life, then what am I doing? I know I will trudge on, but walking in 2ft of snow is tiresome. Sure a dog sled or snowmobile would be nice, but then I wouldn't have done it myself. This mindset synchs with my philosophy of being self-sufficient and practicing deep introspection. My creativity continues to falter. Sure I can come up with ideas and discuss concepts with friends, but not in the same driving manner that would literally propel me forward through life. The car has stalled on the side of the road. I can turn the lights on, but the engine doesn't fire. I have to walk now. I don't have AAA. So here I am bleary-eyed and tired...resting on a snow bank in the middle of no where. It's not really no where though; I am somewhere. But where? Resting.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Monday, December 3, 2007

EmbArgO

It is six months and counting. Like many greats before (Madonna, Paris, etc) I have taken a vow of chastity for one year. Many people, including potential lovers and my close friends, find this bizarre, irrational and upsetting. The whole point of the embargo is that I think young men, hetero and homo, are preoccupied with sex. Plus, I think gay culture in general is over-sexed. So, I have decided for one year (and see from there) that I wouldn't participate in intercourse. I want to see what kind of relationships form and the kind of people I meet when we're not just romping under the sheets in an Ethiopian boredom dance. Does abstaining from intercourse prevent me from dating? No. From going out with my friends? No. From having fun? No. And the one question I'm always asked, "What if you meet *the* one? Easy...if he really is *the* one than he will wait, and moreover if it really is love, then yes sex is important but there are lots of other ways to have fun...and, it'll make for one hot summer! Oh, the pic is a belt buckle given to me in honor of the embargo...

"gUYlInEr"

In a recent interview on NPR, Pete Wentz: "I started wearing it because I felt like it tested some boundaries. Smear it. Because if you're a guy, you don't want your makeup to look perfect. My whole point is I think there's something in art where you should be making people feel uncomfortable." Aside from the fact that he should stop taking credit for EMO, rock-and-roll, hipster, et al. guys wearing eyeliner, this quote may be the only reason I have an ounce of respect for the kid. I, too, wear eyeliner. It does push a boundary for many people still...even in NYC. Most guys I have dated are surprised that I'm wearing eyeliner, and even more surprised that they are not totally turned off by it. Point is, if you're true to your style and you are confident in it, other people respect you and find you more attractive.