#longpiece

[ladybugmeat]

Childhood. 1

The beginning of another detective story with all the makings of a completed novella stops abruptly. Like most of the juvenilia hidden on Ruslan’s shelves, the book I held told a tale of lost momentum, missing its final chapters. The wayfarers of the story are left picnicking out on the cornfields of Kozova, their narrative swept away like sand in the wind.

For months, Ruslan had waited to hear back from Svichado Publishers and when the two envelopes arrived, one small and square, one heavy and brown, he disappeared to his room and didn’t show until late evening. In the kitchen, he cast the envelopes down on the table and quickly muttered his disregard for their contents.  ‘A promising but scattershot beginning’, politely described the twenty neatly bound pages returned in the separate envelope. The type was tall and very black and the top edge of the paper was embossed with an elephant, formed of three smooth shapes. The night watered away, Mama making space for Ruslan’s upset, peeling potatoes and scrubbing cacky nappies at the sink. I watched her heavy bosom rise and fall, pulling and pushing her heavy frame in and away from the basin. 

In the days following Ruslan didn’t pick up a notebook and declared one morning that he had resigned from writing and would become an artist like Mama. Ruslan’s fragile disposition kept him locked away in his room for a week until dragging his wounded pride to the pottery by the river. The summertime produced enough plates to decorate the hall; a ceramic bowl for Mooja and a two-handled serving dish for Mama. To flit between new projects was Ruslan’s style. In the shade of the outhouse, between pots of radishes, I would watch him reach for his notebook and jot down the framework of a new story. Although this was not a new story; this was a story Ruslan had tried to write a hundred times. The discarded notebooks marked fleeting infantile ventures into fantasy, comedy and mystery, but each danced into the dark, jilted romance of a childhood in Soviet Russia; a subject Ruslan looked upon like the unripe pears grandmamma had warned us not to pick.

[xxphantom-fandomsxx]

Happy Monday! ___________________________ This weeks featured song is one of my favorite band pieces and that is The Witch and The Saint. This piece I️ was introduced to while in summer camp and while it’s a long one it definitely has a really interesting story to it (link below). This piece reflects the story in a very interesting way and personally I️ love listening and seeing if I️ can pull out all the different parts. Anyway, go give it a listen and see if you can hear the story :) ___________________________ https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Witch_and_the_Saint ___________________________ #thewitchandthesaint #cornelerdei #songwithastory #longpiece #featuredsong #musicmonday

[casnova17]

Another angle. #sleep #longpiece #fitandweld

[expressthesol]

“Ooo Naa”

We all have an "Ooo Naa" #Seriously it always goes; I like him and as much as I want to ignore it or pretend or tell myself I'm over it, I do, BUT you can't have a relationship with someone who's not in it with you, right.  Quite like you can't have a relationship with GOD if you are not into it. So ya..I admit it, I like him he's funny, he makes ME smile BUT he doesn't trust ME enough to let ME in. I feel like I know more about him then he does about ME, and you can't have a relationship where you don't know anything about the other person right. It must be mutual, and agreed upon by both people YET this is the exact relationship we are in with GOD where He wants to be in a relationship with you yet it's not mutual. You don't feel the same way. So I wait & day-dream. Wait until he'll pluck up the courage and do something and wants to know if he's not alone in this and day dream about the awesome moments and chats we'll have & you know what GOD does that too. He waits for you to feel the same way you he feels about you.   We've all had to go back to reality, back the normal and at times mundane routine of life however the holiday moments and memories are still there. Whether they were there all along and all it took was for someone to say, "So...what's going between the #2 of you" or you got to thinking where are you with GOD. A getaway can make you truly analyze where you are, where you walked out or where you tried to forget the moment's and memories BUT couldn't. It's sort of like a light if think about it. Either scenario. Boy or girl problems or being unsure of what your relationship status with GOD is, it's like a light. Sometimes we switch it off because it hurts, to feel rejection or not know where you stand or because you've just pushed it soo far down you don't want to bring up BUT at the same time we can't ignore the light. I can't ignore my feelings and GOD will never ignore you. He'll wait for you & when you are ready show you His light and while showing that He'll help you deal with "Ooo Naaa" that person where you are in content denial about and not sure about because the heart wants to press play on the fairy tales while the mind is logical and wants and quite frankly needs to move on. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; I'm all your ways acknowledge Him, And he shall direct your paths" (Proverbs 3:5-6 NIV) It's about choosing the best path for you. Choosing the path that brings the most joy and no longer trusting in your own knowledge BUT GOD's. I'll always like him BUT sometimes that's not the path GOD wants me to take, although it may seem that we're a perfect fit it's best to let it go and as you let it go, as you begin to try accept and not forget BUT deal with the sad but very common "love story” GOD will be there. He'll be there because He sees the bigger picture. Soon the day dreaming will end and fairy tales will stop and eventually it will just be that "guy I once liked" BUT don't allow that to be the ending to your relationship with GOD. Know as much about GOD as He does about you. Live for Him and remember that he'll direct your path for greater path and lead you to the life you are suppose to live. Don't live in the moments and memories with GOD because everyday is a gift which He has given you and you should receive it and be glad about it. There will be times where the light is not as bright as usual BUT always go to God and be REAL with Him. Tell him when you are tired, when you are strong, hurt and even when you are in love or just sprung because that's how you keep the light on, how you ensure that the relationship you have with GOD is strong. When it is strong there won't be an "Ooo Naa" because you'll want to spend time with Him and it will be an equal and matural relationship because the LORD said "You are His" and when you are His, you are His forever. "Love is patient; love is kind; love is not boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on it's own way; it is not irritable or resentful, it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hope all things, endures all things" (1 Corinthians 13:4-7 NIV) Also let the creator love, write your love story. Sure it might not happen now like everyone around you BUT when it comes it will be ever so natural, mutual because you leaned not on your own understanding BUT trusted and have a strong relationship in Christ.

[willyou-holdme-blog]

I guess I was just too much for you because I'm still here but you're not. Was I too affectionate towards you, too forthcoming with my kisses and desires to hold your hand? Was I too loud when I laughed at all your jokes, or too quiet when you cried your worries into my sweatshirt at three in the morning? Was I too attached to you, dialing your number when you would forget to call when you said you would? Was I too demanding when I asked you to text me when you arrived at your destination? Was I too commanding when I mumbled, "Travel safe," against your cheek before you would leave? Apparently I loved you overwhelmingly. And so I guess I'm sorry for being all you asked me to be.

"Indecisive" 1-11-16 1:19am. - Clara Darcey

[clthephilosophyoflife-blog]

What Makes an Ideal Society?

          Since I was a little boy I would hear the tales of a country named America.  I learned from my grandmother that each person had rights that protected them.  Their rights allowed them to express themselves. Some people say that everything they dreamed for is what we have right now, a life of peace and harmony without a government that overpowers the public.

      Unfortunately, the governments’ hierarchy was the downfall. Communication and understanding is the only way to live in an ideal society. Having a president rule a country of over a billion people is something that I believe to be impossible. For example, President Kennedy was assassinated on November 22nd, 1963. The death of the president caused a wave of mourning and loss for an entire nation. The assassination was considered a conspiracy and theories even included the Mafia and the CIA.

Power is a very dangerous thing and some people commit murder just to get a taste of it. The governments pyramid of power made everyone battle each other for more power and control.  Overall, the assassination of not only Kennedy, but multiple presidents proves that people will do things that could ruin their entire lives to see the world in their eyes. The president’s home was heavily guarded. A question that my council always asks is how can you spread peace and success, when you’re heavily guarded and armed? The difference between then and now is that the three council members don’t need any security. Communicating with the community and understanding the public’s needs allows the community to avoid all negativity.

           My community has a council with three members they have weekly meetings in which they discuss ideas of the public. One evaluates the cons, second evaluates the pros and the final member offers advice and creates ways to make the idea work for everyone. When working for the people you must have their best interests at heart and think of not only how it will benefit them, but how it can benefit the rest of the community including yourself.  The story of America may be a myth or a fairy tale that families told to children for generations, but the main message is to be grateful and appreciate that our lives are not ruled by the government or anyone else, but ourselves.

           The spread of communism is a prime example of abuse of power. The Berlin Wall was completed on August 13th, 1961 and completely cut off land West Berlin from surrounding East Germany and from East Berlin. It was demolished in November 1989, but it was a terrible idea in the first place. The goal was to spread the idea of communism and for the amount of power over the people to grow. The people felt trapped within an idea in their society with no way to escape. Berlin didn’t want their people leaving, so they decided to put a barrier up which restricted people and continued to spread communist to the people, so generations to come will be communist.

In Benjamin Hoff’s book The Tao of Pooh, Hoff explains something called the Cottlestone Pie Principle. Using the Winnie the Pooh song, Hoff states that each verse proves something. For example, “A fly can’t bird, but a bird can fly (Hoff, 39)”. The lesson of the chapter is to except everything as it is and to not try and shape something into another object. Know your limitations.

Relating to power, I believe the same message applies, you can’t give a person something that’s beyond their ability to handle and expect them to use it properly without any errors. When you go farther than what you’re capable of, it will end poorly. In my opinion you can’t have a country ran by only one individual with a solid one-sided view on a concept that rules the country. There’s no such thing as an ideal society because it’s impossible and will not last as long as people hope. Every single utopia will have a downfall because of the power one possesses. Power makes you insensitive to people’s emotions, it’s proven that all empathy you have is lost. People who have power start to think more highly than themselves and believe that their capable of more than they think. Although, it continues to happen it usually ends in a fight for more power or a war and begins with a new candidate who promises change and to represent the people. It’s a repeating cycle that will never end.

[notathoughtexperiment]

A bunch of thinkers talk about this in a big longpiece.