Category: Self esteem

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Let’s Discuss art

I got a new sketchbook today. I asked my girl what I should draw to break it in. She said to draw shorts. Her reason? Shorts are a type of pants…and pants are the way of the future and that it would be a good start to a sketchbook.,…

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics

My lover’s got humor
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She’s the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
“We were born sick”, you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom”
The only Heaven I’ll be sent to
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That’s a fine-looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

My 2 Cents-
this song speaks to me on so many levels. Sex can be both shameful and uplifting depending on the situation. It has been both for me on more than one occasion. I feel like that is what this song is talking about…that moment when sex is everything.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics
I’m sitting on the floor of my home
Burning everything that I own
Guess I ruined something good again
My life is just a fucked up freak show
It’s the only thing that I know
And I hope it never ever ends
Everybody tells me I need fixing
I think that they don’t know what they’re missing, trust me
That’s just life, kicks you down whenever you try
It laughs when you cry
And keeps on moving ’til you die
It’s okay, it’s alright
It’s just another day in paradise
I spiral in self-deprecation, pity party celebration
Never seeing things for what they are
And sadness tеases my temptation, coming off my medication
Evеrything you need to be a star
Everybody tells me I need fixing
I think that they don’t know what they’re missing, trust me
That’s just life, kicks you down whenever you try
It laughs when you cry
And keeps on moving ’til you die
It’s okay, it’s alright
It’s just another day in paradise
It’s just another day, I know that it won’t change
It’s just another day, it’s just another day
It’s just another day, you’ll find another way
It’s just another day, it’s just another day
That’s just life, kicks you down the harder you fight
It laughs ’til you cry
And keeps on moving ’til you die
It’s okay, it’s alright
It’s just another day in paradise
That’s just life, kicks you down whenever you try
It laughs when you cry
And keeps on moving ’til you die
It’s okay, it’s alright
It’s just another day in paradise

My 2 Cents-
this song is the second song I have heard with the same title. While I enjoy Phil Collins song, this song seems like it fits me better. I have felt like this on more than one occasion.

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Let’s Discuss art

Landscapes are fun to do. The trick with landscapes is setting a natural horizon. This is the part where the sky and the land separate. Too many try to make it an even line. Horizons are not straight in nature. There should be a curve. Even slightly

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics
She wants to know the names of the games he plays
He wants the names of the players in the game to change
He’s young in years but wise in wonderful ways
Her faith in love is better on sunny days
City grown willow, unchain your pillow
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
He stokes the flames ’cause he is amused by the glow
She’d rather feel all of its warmth than watch the show
Holding the answer, he dances for the one he knows
His faith in love will last through wind, rain, and snow
City grown willow, unchain your pillow
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
All they want is forever, and
All they need is for
Their time together
To be free
So city grown willow, unchain your pillow
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart
Let the man from the mountains run away with your heart

My 2 Cents-
Some songs I want to share because they are so beautiful, even if I have nothing to say about them. This is one of those. I am a supernatural fan…and Jensen has a gorgeous voice. This is a good song,

Monday Poetry

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Let’s Discuss art

This is the first thing that I ever learned how to draw. It is a pup. My mom showed me how to draw this when I was a little girl. I never believed that I could draw because this was the only thing I knew how to draw, then my daughter was born. She had an interest and a talent for art, so I drew with her. It gave me the confidence to try again.

Confidence is a lot of art. Art without confidence is self-torture. I have found with art that practice helps. I have been improving as I continue to practice. I have very little of what I think of as talent, Instead, I think of my art as a skill. Because without practice I would not have gotten to the point I have reached. What do you create? What is your art? This can be multiple things.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics

I gotta know that your heart beats fast and
I gotta know I’m the only one for you
What have I become?
I’m a fucking monster
When all I wanted was something beautiful
My love too much
Your love not enough
My love too much
Your love
Oh, what it takes out of me to lay by your side
Oh, well it aches and it aches
You make me wanna die
I gotta kill you my love
I gotta kill you my love
Oh, what it takes out of me to lay by your side
You said forever, now you look right through me
You said forever, did your words fall short like you?
What have I done?
I’m a fucking monster
When all I wanted was something beautiful
My love too much
Your love not enough
My love too much
Your love
Oh, what it takes out of me to lay by your side
Oh, well it aches and it aches
You make me wanna die
I gotta kill you my love
I gotta kill you my love
Oh, what it takes out of me to lay by your side
My love too much
Your love not enough
My love too much
Your love

My 2 Cents-
There is a lot of things that can make someone feel like they are to blame for relationship failings. This song makes me feel like I am not alone. I have been dealing with personality changes in the man I love due to brain abnormalities…and It makes me feel like a monster that sometimes I don’t love the person he has become. Sometimes when life changes those we love sitting there wondering if we can handle it is normal, even if it doesn’t feel like it.

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Let’s Discuss art

Okay, I have been sharing my art on Wednesday and making it wordless… But Words are what I do best. It had been bothering me. I do art in so many different mediums. I actually enjoy talking about it. I don’t plan to share art every week. Some weeks I just want to discuss technique and such. Or share links to art that I found online and love. This gives me a platform that I am not wordless. I have lost my voice in the past and with it my power. I hate being powerless. Art is not about being powerless. Art is an expression of self. There is no greater power than being yourself. So, Let’s learn about art and share the journey of the artist together. Join me and share who you are as well.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

First, you’re on top of the world (a-ah)
And then that world just ended (a-ah)
You think you’re driving down the highway (a-ah)
But then you’re in the trenches (a-ah)
Butterflies are kinda nice, I guess
But my tummy hurts, I’m getting sick of it
Been bruised over, over again
So, you know what?
Screw feelings, I don’t want ’em any more
One second I’m on fire, then I’m bored
When I try them on, I end up insecure
Screw feelings, screw feelings (you know what?)
Screw feelings, I don’t want ’em any more
One second I’m on fire, then I’m bored
I just took ’em off and throw ’em on the floor
Screw feelings, screw feelings
Scared of the day it hits me (a-ah)
A baseball bat to my heart (a-ah)
Butterflies are kinda nice, I guess
But my tummy hurts, I’m getting sick of it
Been bruised over, over again
So, you know what?
Screw feelings, I don’t want ’em any more (any more)
One second I’m on fire, then I’m bored (then I’m bored)
When I try them on, I end up insecure
Screw feelings, screw feelings (you know what?)
Screw feelings, I don’t want ’em any more
One second I’m on fire, then I’m bored
I just took ’em off and throw ’em on the floor
Screw feelings, screw feelings
Screw feelings (yeah)
Screw feelings (yeah)
Screw feelings (yeah)
You know what?
Screw feelings (yeah)
Screw feelings (yeah)
Screw feelings (yeah)
You know what?
A-ah, a-ah, a-ah (yeah, a-ah)
A-ah, a-ah, a-ah (yeah, a-ah)
You know what?
I feel like this song
A-ah, a-ah, a-ah (yeah, a-ah)
A-ah, a-ah, a-ah (yeah, a-ah)
Yeah!

My 2 Cents-
The Last few months have just been hard. This song’s message is easily heard and it is a fun video. We have to feel things, it is in the human condition, but that does not mean we have to like what we are feeling. Today, Screw feelings.