Children born in love. Parents caring for their children. Men hold doors for their wives. People offer spots in line. Teachers reach out to students. Parents discipline in love. Brothers stand up for brothers. Sisters share with sisters. Groceries are bagged carefully. The dishes are done. A debt is forgotten. A mother makes lunch the night before. A father picks the kids up. The kids don't keep score. Music is made and played. Grace is given. The truth is told. Forgiveness is given. A fallen snocone is replaced. A kid's shoe is tied again. The blanket is shared. The heat is turned on in the winter. Windows are rolled down in the summer. A friend is asleep on your couch. The coffee is already made. A shift is picked up. A round is bought. A smile is given. Fear is replaced with warmth. Welcome mats in front of doors. Handwritten letters. A heartfelt apology is made. The wisdom of a grandfather. A living future. A surprise party is thrown. Sentimental gifts are given. Spring rains fall. A boy on his bike. A ride home. A teacher is lenient. Delivered meals in a time of need. The comfort of trust. A close hug. The passage of time. The bills are paid. The lawn is mowed. A note on the fridge. The grasp of two hands. Laughing together. Gathering at holidays. Plane tickets are bought. Questions are asked. Ears are open. Staying up late. Waiting for a call. Grabbing two straws. A ticket is paid for. Grievances are forgotten. Simple words are spoken. A clean house. A drive through the country. The softness of skin. Perfume is worn. Staying past visiting hours. Walking in the dark. Offering a seat. Returning what's been lost. Beautiful pictures. Finding the dance floor. Emotional release. Knowing glances. Favors are returned. The right words are said. Intentions are pure. Reaching out. Purses are held. A reservation is made. Shame is erased. A phone call to Mother. Answers are found together. Counting the stars. Making grass whistles. Get well soon. Thinking of you. You're in my heart. I hope this letter finds you well. Sincerely yours. Best wishes. With love from me to you.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Thought #1 "The Introduction":
What do I truly hope for in life? For what reason do I do the things I do? For the future, or the present? I'm acting like I have a projected outcome, like I have goals, but I don't.
Thought #2 "The Explanation":
Last summer, I was living in my parents house. I worked at my dad's produce store, I was a part of an amazing church community, and I spent most of my time with some really great friends. For some reason, I wanted to move back to Nampa. Actually, four reasons.
1. I had a girlfriend at the time, and she lived in Idaho.
2. I was almost sure I would get a job I applied for in Idaho that would start at the end of summer.
3. I had lived in my parents house and worked for my dad before I went to college, and when I went back to the same house and job after four years, it almost negated my degree.
4. I had friends in Idaho that I wanted to spend another year with before they all went on with their lives.
I've lived in Idaho since the middle of August, and in one way or another, each of my four reasons has either fallen short or failed to materialize.
1. Things didn't work out. Actually, they ended mutually two weeks before I moved.
2. I didn't get the job. I moved anyway. The same job opened again in December. I also didn't get that job, making it three times I'd been turned down for the same job.
3. I realized that my desire to move wasn't so much linked to working for my dad, but living with my parents. If I moved back to Portland, I could still work at Spicer Brothers just as long as I lived elsewhere.
4. I've been able to spend time with the friends I moved here for, but they are going their own way now. Even new friends I've made since August are moving on in a couple months.
Thought #3 "The Empty Hopelessness":
(I wrote the first two thoughts an hour ago, and now I'm back to finish. I'm not in the same mood. I often write what's on mind, but the trouble with that is my mind is constantly wrong. I second-guess myself. Why would anyone want to hear me whine about why I don't like Idaho? Or, on that same note, why would anyone want to read my blog at all? Maybe people are searching for connection. Aren't we all? In an ideal world, I would love for you to find a connection with me, but any connection wouldn't reap many benefits. You won't be a better person by finding a connection with me; I'll bring you down. Not because I'm depressed, or I have low self-esteem. No, it's because I'm a dreamer, a hoper, a man of faith, a lover who is starting to realize that reality makes no room for people like me. That this world wants to accept the finer things of life, but doesn't give them any room to grow. Like a cup of tea steeped for two seconds, or a person wanting better education, not willing to pay taxes. I am stifled and misunderstood. As far as I'm concerned, this world has nothing for me, but that doesn't mean for me what I would like it to. At least not yet.)
Thought #4 "The Brutal Honesty":
I want to write, but I can't find the motivation.
I have thoughts in my mind that won't allow themselves to be formed to words.
I have love to give.
I know what it is to hurt and to have joy, but I haven't found the secret to staying away from one and keeping the other.
I can be confident, but it's a front.
I can be sensitive, but it's mostly fake.
I love to ask questions, but only so you can ask me when you're finished answering.
I get jealous.
I get lonely.
I love to laugh.
I connect with decade-old books more than people my own age lately.
I am so bored.
Thought #5 "The Happy, Although Still Unsure Ending":
I have hope for a better world, a fresh perspective, a fierce love. Is this too much to hope for?
People may tell me to hide these thoughts. That most things are better left unsaid. But if I have found something, should I keep it to myself?
If I have love, should I bury it deep inside?
If I know the truth, should I allow others to remain in darkness?
To quote Quiz Kind Donnie Smith from Magnolia:
"I don't know where to put things, you know? I really do have love to give! I just don't know where to put it!"
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Life is balanced
Chubby swim trunk
Polka dot bikini
Jump in summer
Poetry deals with precise objects, and concrete images, not abstract.
And out of all the books in the library, I was content with the library girl.
I don’t leave any room for truth to conform to music - to lose control of the pen and see where it takes me.
Do uncreative people dream about mediocre and boring things?
The Ripeness of My Youth
In the ripeness of my youth
I discovered time travel
But there were kinks in the gears
The hourglass grew as time took its time
I began to taste the moon
Then my travels grew tiresome
But now I am once again immersed
In the ripeness of my youth
When I write, do I write about important things? Do I write about things that are worthwhile, time-withstanding, ever-lasting, and overall good? If I was to write about the deep heaviness of life with every pen stroke, I would more than likely lose sight of the simple things. The unimportant and yet extremely vital aspects of human living.
Hey! Let’s celebrate spring break
And BAKE in the sun
You make me forget what I planned to do
You make me brand new
When you laugh and break the window framing us as a motionless scene, serene,
But no! we’re distinct, we’re unclean,
We don’t let them tell us what to be,
And then at night
We sit by the fire bright
as if we couldn’t get enough of this thick heat,
I must repeat myself when I say I could let you make me happy forever
But spring break is now, and I shouldn’t bother with the future, but
Whether weather permits
For that dress that fits you so well.
I can tell that we won’t ever need to make plans to forget again.
Why must everyone be put into a little box?
The way life should really be lived is to be the space that isn’t the box. To be everything but the box.
I don’t want to order off the menu anymore. I don’t want to take their ingredients and make my own food. I want a new restaurant, a new menu. A city park, a zoo, something completely different. I can’t be spoon fed anymore. I don’t want to use their spoon to feed myself. Who says I have to use utensils, who is trying to fit me into their utensil mold?
I want a generation of people using new utensils, making utensils, using their hands, creating something better than utensils, introducing something so amazing to the world that no one will care about who said what about anything anymore, especially utensils.
Don’t just take what they have.
Don’t just take what they have and make it new.
Take what they don’t have and make it yours.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
- I love Japanese cinema. I haven't seen nearly as much as I would like, but Akira Kurosawa is one of my top five all time favorite directors.
- When I go on long drives, I listen to podcasts. Usually Garrison Keilor giving the news from Lake Wobegone, or more recently, You Look Nice Today.
- The main reason I like Huey Lewis and the News, John Cougar Mellencamp, Chicago, and The Doobie Brothers today is because that's what my dad always had playing in the car when I was younger.
- People talk to me about my height at least once a day.
- I was suspended twice. Once in third grade for lighting fireworks on the playground with my friend Billy. I told the truth and didn't get in trouble. The second time was Sophomore year of high school. I threw a drumstick at another student during percussion ensemble class. My teacher called it hazing. The same day, I was elected Student Body Secretary/Treasurer. I was also supposed to play the drums in the dress rehearsal for the school musical "Blood Brothers" that night, but wasn't allowed. I wasn't the first person to miss a performance though. The lead actress in the same musical was suspended the day before when she was caught "with" a boy in the choir room loft. An alumni drama student learned the lines in one day and took her part.
- The only bone I've broken in my body is my left ring finger, which I broke playing basketball. I have dislocated my right shoulder three times though. The first time cliff jumping in Estacada, the second snowboarding on Mt. Hood, and the third throwing a dodgeball while at a summer camp in Montana.
- I've only attended 4 schools my entire life. King elementary school, Gardiner Middle School, and Oregon City High School, all in Oregon City, and NNU.
- The first movie I saw in the theater was The Passion of the Christ. I was 18.
- The earliest memory I can recall took place when I was 2 years and 3 months old. I was sitting in the parking lot of Spicer Brothers Produce right before it opened on April 20, 1988, watching my aunt cindy paint the side of the building.
- When I was young, my favorite song was Waterfalls by TLC. When I was even younger, I loved Walking In Memphis by Bruce Springsteen. When it came on the radio in the house, I would run over and sit on the floor 2 feet away, listening to the whole song. Once I hadn’t finished changing my pants when my brother yelled across the house to tell me that the song was on the radio again. With my pants half on, I ran, tripped over my pants and fell down on the ground in front of the radio, where I stayed until the song had finished.
- I flew to Oakland by myself when people were still allowed to greet you at the gate. My grandparents were waiting there. My grandpa took me to a Golden State Warriors game, just like I asked him to in a letter I wrote him a week earlier. My grandma took me to her sisters house, and I held my breath through a tunnel that was a mile long. Later, we saw the sea lions at Pier 39. It's one of my favorite memories of my grandfather, who died 6 and a half years ago.
- My grandma helped my hunger for books. She's to blame for getting me started on Harry Potter.
- Once, my dad took me to breakfast at a local diner at 6 in the morning before elementary school. That was the first time I had a pancake that was the size of a plate.
- The first true guilt I felt was when I lied to my mom when I was in the third grade. I had rode my bike to the large forested ditch that was behind my neighbor’s house. They were making flamethrowers with aerosol cans and lighters. They wanted me to come down to the bottom, but I knew what they were doing was dangerous, and the hill was steep. I went part of the way and I decided to leave, but I fell in the mud climbing back up the steep hill. I got on my back and rode home as fast as I could. When I got home, my mom came to the door and saw me covered in dirt. I started to cry and told her that I had fallen off of my bike. I have never told her the truth.
- Many people may not like to be called while they are sleeping. I actually have my phone just a foot from my head at night in hopes that someone might call to see what I'm doing. This has nothing to do with desperation to hang out with people, I just know that if I get a phone call at three in the morning, it's not going to be boring. And I will gladly get up and go to Sharis for a cup of coffee.
- Some of my life goals are: To play a concert at Madison Square Garden, to kiss a girl on the eiffel tower, to see an NHL game in every home arena, to have coffee with a famous author, to be in a band/go into business with my brother, to create a masterpiece, to visit my second cousin in New Zealand, to go on a backpacking trip with my brother, dad, and grandpa, to take my grandson on a backpacking trip when I'm a grandfather, to buy a nice suit, like a nice suit, and to own an NBA team, or at least be a season ticket holder to the Blazers.
- My favorite writing utensil is the Uni Ball Jetstream.
- I think the worst food I have ever eaten was when I had duck pate in Montpellier, France.
- It blows my mind that other people have rational thought. Since I only know my own thoughts, it's entirely too difficult for me to grasp the idea that everyone else is confusing themselves just as much as I am.
- I laugh out loud and sometimes cry when I'm reading. I cried in Sometimes a Great Notion, because that book is abso-infix-lutely brilliant.
- I went to Sundance twice with other film students when I was in college, and I could have cared less about the movies. I just wanted to see celebrities.
- My dad used to give my brother and I haircuts until I cried when I looked in the mirror. He never did it again after that.
- I like coffee. Starbucks is my favorite. My drink of choice in the summer is a tall espresso frappucino with a shot poured on top and extra caramel sauce. My drink in the winter is a Double tall 1/2 flavor cinnamon white mocha. I think this makes me a snob.
- My parents always had date night on Fridays. And every Friday, my brother and I would watch a rented movie and eat either boboli pizza or macaroni and cheese. The movie I remember the most was Carpool with Tom Arnold.
- I often misrepresent myself, and I'm sure other people do as well. That's why I try to approach new relationships expecting the best instead of the worst.
- I am addicted to online shopping. At any given time, I am more than likely wearing something I purchased online.
- I listened to Christian music solely until I went to a Christian college. Now I hardly listen to Christian music.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
- The Lives of Others (2007)
- The Royal Tenenbaums (2001)
- No Country for Old Men (2007)
- Almost Famous (2000)
- Annie Hall (1977)
- Once (2006)
- On the Waterfront (1954)
- Magnolia (1999)
- The Godfather (1972)
- WALL-E (2008)
- Goodfellas (1990)
- The Departed (2006)
- Chinatown (1974)
- Seven Samurai (1954)
- Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back (1980)
- Milk (2008)
- Ordinary People (1980)
- There Will Be Blood (2007)
- When Harry Met Sally (1989)
- Good Will Hunting (1997)
- Stranger than Fiction (2006)
- Network (1976)
- Big Fish (2003)
- Ran (1985)
- Unbreakable (2000)
- Big (1988)
- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
- Do the Right Thing (1989)
- Adaptation (2002)
- Forrest Gump (1994)
- Chariots of Fire (1981)
- The Darjeeling Limited (2007)
- The Godfather: Part II (1974)
- The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou (2004)
- Be Kind Rewind (2008)
- Frost/Nixon (2008)
- The Pianist (2002)
- Synecdoche, New York (2008)
- The Wrestler (2008)
- Star Wars: A New Hope (1977)
- Michael Clayton (2007)
- O Brother, Where Art Thou? (2000)
- Being John Malkovich (1999)
- Man on Wire (2008)
- The Shawshank Redemption(1994)
- The Village (2004)
- When We Were Kings (1996)
- The Fountain (2006)
- 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)
- Rushmore (1998)
- Toy Story (1995)
- Road to Perdition (2002)
- The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (2008)
- Back to the Future (1985)
- Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989)
- American History X (1998)
- The Truman Show (1998)
- Signs (2002)
- The Assassination of Jesse James (2007)
- The Dark Knight (2008)
- The Sandlot (1993)
- Fargo (1996)
- Jerry Maguire (1996)
- The Sixth Sense (1999)
- Oceans Eleven (2001)
- The Matrix (1999)
- The Deer Hunter (1978)
- One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975)
- Edward Scissorhands (1990)
- Murderball (2005)
- The Blues Brothers (1980)
- Ratatouille (2007)
- The Princess Bride (1987)
- Pan’s Labyrinth (2006)
- Bottle Rocket (1996)
- Dances With Wolves (1990)
- Rashomon (1950)
- Field of Dreams (1989)
- Star Wars: Return of the Jedi (1983)
- Jurassic Park (1993)
- Chop Shop (2007)
- Fight Club (1999)
- Vicky Christina Barcelona (2008)
- Slumdog Millionaire (2008)
- Shaun of the Dead (2004)
- Manhattan (1979)
- Seven (1995)
- Donnie Darko (2001)
- Election (1999)
- Black Narcissus (1947)
- The Professional (1994)
- The Prestige (2006)
- Clear and Present Danger (1994)
- Cool Hand Luke (1967)
- The Shining (1980)
- Saving Private Ryan (1998)
- Minority Report (2002)
- Memento (2000)
- Lost in Translation (2003)
- The Usual Suspects (1995)
Black Narcissus (1947)
Avg. Release Year
Movies by Decade
Most Releases by Year
6 2006, 1999
4 2004, 2000, 1998, 1996, 1994, 1989, 1980
Releases by Director
5 Wes Anderson
4 M. Night Shyamalan, Steven Spielberg
3 Woody Allen, Joel Coen, David Fincher,
Akira Kurosawa, George Lucas,
2 P.T. Anderson, Darren Aronofsky, Tim
Burton, Francis Ford Coppola, Cameron
Crowe, Michel Gondry, Spike Jonze,
Stanley Kubrick, Roman Polanski, Martin
Scorsese, Gus Van Sant, Robert Zemeckis
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
"Relating to people more honestly is certainly possible. Find someone you have withheld something from and tell it to him. See what happens. Next time you feel like touching someone, do it. Next time you are hurt or frightened, express it. When you catch yourself trying to protect an image, stop, and see if you can be real instead. If you're embarrassed to pay someone a compliment, do it anyway. If you want to know how people respond to you, ask them." - William SchutzThis quote has been in my favorite quotes section on my face book page for a while now. I first discovered it a year ago when I was taking Small Group Communication. I was in the Flying M reading for class one day when I came across the quote in my textbook. I thought it was great! How often to people hold back because they’re afraid of the consequences? In theory, this is a great quote. If a person were to heed Schutz’s advice, they could come out of a fear of social interaction and be able to better connect with people. Since I wrote this on my face book page though, I’ve had to think about whether or not I really want to keep it on there. I think this quote could cause someone to take an extreme approach to interaction, and seriously trespass on someone’s personal space.
I get caught up in thinking about this too much. But in all actuality, I tend to read this quote as a guide for overcoming my fear of that particular girl I may have a crush on. Why is it that when I start to like someone, I automatically question everything I do? The relationship may be fine for a while, but there'ss a moment in my mind when the “crush” switch gets flipped, and it’s always downhill from there. I proofread every text I send to her 5 times before sending it. I lay in bed thinking about what I could have said differently to her earlier that day, and what I can say to her the next time I see her. I lose sleep. I can’t read books as easily, because my mind is too occupied with thoughts about her. I get jealous of anyone else she may talk to, or spend time with. I get jealous of her family! The more examples I write, the more I realize that this is a serious problem.
Here’s my best diagnosis: I crave time with a girl that I like, because I feel that every moment spent together is another chance I have to convince her that I’m the kind of guy she could date. It’s pretty selfish. If I ever want to lead a normal life, with normal relationships, I need to chill out. The reason these relationships eventually die is because I focus so much on my own agenda, and completely ignore the other persons needs. I can’t imagine how unfulfilling it would actually be if I was ever in a relationship like that. Not only would the chase be over, but my agenda would be accomplished. I would have convinced the girl that I’m datable material, and then what? That relationship couldn’t survive.
I’ve been asking God to help increase three things in my life. Patience, respect, and selflessness. Otherwise, every relationship I pursue will never amount to anything important, and I will be lonely for a long time. I’m tired of thinking about whether or not I should speak or stay silent, reach out and touch or hold back. I’m tired of second-guessing every action. I’m sure I’m not the only person that’s tired of it either.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
- I am bitter that I don't have a lifelong best friend.
- I've been rejected so many times I've been forced to learn how to move on in order to survive emotionally.
- I don't have enough energy or space in my life to have more than a few close friends.
- I'm a parasite that moves from person to person, sucking them dry to serve myself.
- I won't get close because I know that change is inevitable, and I don't want to go through the pain of losing someone.
- People haven't initiated contact with me, and I'm too proud to contact them first.
- Who I am now is not a significant improvement on who I was then.
- Once people get to know me, really get to know me, they will discover that I'm not at all interesting enough to have around, and I move on before they get a chance to dig that deep.
- I just get tired of people once I get to know them.