The Art of Noise - [Born on a Sunday]--- Dreams about conflict, people coming together and arguing, and chocolate covered espresso beans. Was a beautiful thing. Or some shit. There was something about Vox, in there, too. Feh.
The Art of Noise - [Dreaming in Colour]--- People assume too much. Everyone. Even me. Right now, i'm assuming that people assume. I'm not in their heads so i don't know that, for sure. But i do know that the characteristic side-effects of assumption are taking place: missed signals, non-communication, and a general pissiness. It's annoying as fuck, and all i can do about it is keep on going. Had more conversations about getting what we need from the universe, last night.
I got to explain to someone who understood, or at least made the attempt to listen and not try to Fix me, that shit's seriously wonky, with me, in that department. They asked if i had tried things. Not (The Art of Noise - [On Being Blue]) told me i needed to. I don't do well at being Ordered. Ever. And yes, everyone, i've Tried That. When it comes to getting the things i want, from the universe, there's not too much i won't do. I think hat may be the problem.
The Pragmatism probably doesn't strike the Powers That Be as particularly befitting someone who's asking so much. I asked the universe what it wanted from me, and i get the response of "A stable choosing of sides. Concrete. Base." As it stands, i Have that. I simply don't think the Universe appreciates that my first and foremost side is Me. Oh bloody well. It'll realise it, one day. (The Art of Noise - [Continued in Colour]). Otherwise it'll never understand itself, fully.
Other than that, i'm feeling a bit ill, from kool-aid backlash, and other things, so i'm going to go.
Day Dream
The Art of Noise - [Dreaming in Colour]--- People assume too much. Everyone. Even me. Right now, i'm assuming that people assume. I'm not in their heads so i don't know that, for sure. But i do know that the characteristic side-effects of assumption are taking place: missed signals, non-communication, and a general pissiness. It's annoying as fuck, and all i can do about it is keep on going. Had more conversations about getting what we need from the universe, last night.
I got to explain to someone who understood, or at least made the attempt to listen and not try to Fix me, that shit's seriously wonky, with me, in that department. They asked if i had tried things. Not (The Art of Noise - [On Being Blue]) told me i needed to. I don't do well at being Ordered. Ever. And yes, everyone, i've Tried That. When it comes to getting the things i want, from the universe, there's not too much i won't do. I think hat may be the problem.
The Pragmatism probably doesn't strike the Powers That Be as particularly befitting someone who's asking so much. I asked the universe what it wanted from me, and i get the response of "A stable choosing of sides. Concrete. Base." As it stands, i Have that. I simply don't think the Universe appreciates that my first and foremost side is Me. Oh bloody well. It'll realise it, one day. (The Art of Noise - [Continued in Colour]). Otherwise it'll never understand itself, fully.
Other than that, i'm feeling a bit ill, from kool-aid backlash, and other things, so i'm going to go.
Day Dream
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Date: 2002-07-30 04:33 pm (UTC)-Sister Anonymous
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Forgive...
Forgive me. I hope you merely took them as suggestions. I know it is worthless to expect obedience. You kick the cat one way and he does not go that way; he turns and bites your ankle. Most of my friends are catty, in terms of herding...
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