worte.

Words . . . words are everything. Words can make you love, cry, dream, smile, laugh, or simply sigh in relief. Try it now.

sigh.

See, words made you do that. They can be direct; utterly straightforward and commanding of your attention. They can be simple, easy to understand, delivering a smooth message. Or, they can be as intricate as lace or the veins under your skin. These are the enunciations that you have to pull apart in strands to even begin to understand. These are the words that are most beautiful when unintentional.

Flowers in frail, frail bloom as gods trod the dusty sky
Their footprints malevolent, their footprints kind
Denying their truth, denying your faith
None ring truer than their footprints on my mind.

Sometimes you don't even have to make sense with them. All you need to do is be intelligent.

I think the most painful moments of my life involve words. They are as follows.

1. Having to keep words in.
I hate secrets. I mean, I keep half of my world to myself, and I understand intimacy and secrets to help people. But I always think that truth is the best aid to any situation. Words are malleable, and they can bend in your palms until they suit your need. I love people and I love their feelings and I love their problems. Truth is not painful or scary if you can use your words to help them through it. Keeping information in only harms, especially if you have the ability to move around it.

2. Not having any words at all.
You know when you have a lot to say, and everything is right there in your brain to pull out and use, but you just can't get to it? Och, it's excrutiating. It makes my hands want to shake and form fists. My stomach clenches and my cheeks flush pink. A lot of times it's a reaction for a particular stimulus, but cognitive thinking is just to simple to start a simple conversation isn't it? It's killer.

3. Not being able to make people understand.
I live for breakthroughs. Other people have realizations when they are told in a way that is natural to them. Sometimes it makes sense, sometimes it doesn't. But it works; and that's what matters.

Farewell, dear reader
Our time has come too soon.
No number of goodbyes
Could sink the approaching moon.
Oh me, oh my
I do believe I'm in a bind.
I didn't expect to care
About a pair of eyes far,
Far away in the dusky air.

Night:)

Keep in Time.

I think I forget too much. I have halves of myself that I get lost in and wherever my mind is is the only place I think about. As soon as a new obsession comes along, I dive in headfirst and become wrapped up in the joys of fandoms, OTPs, characters, and too many words. These fictional people and places swallow everything I am and everything I do.

If this is you, don't let that happen. Being too wrapped up in tv shows, movies, or books can be dangerous if you believe in them too much. Obsessions can keep you from people and things that really mean something. By immersing yourself in a frivolous joy, you can miss out on a happiness that is more real than anything you see on tumblr, instagram, or netflix . . .

Enjoy it. Have your loves, but don't let them stop you from missing out on greater loves than those.

That's What I Am

Human Dignity + Compassion = Peace

In the movie That's What I Am, there are many plotlines, though they all seem to revolve around this. There is no better way to put it, and no better way I'd wish to. It's beautiful and simple and so entirely true. Four words have never made so much sense in my life.

There is Stanley, a crazy tall boy with big ears and ginger hair and an incredible mind, and the people around him cannot seem to even fathom how much worth this boy has. Kids are cruel, and "Big G" bears a ton and a half of their wrath.

There is Andy, the eighth-grader paired with his outcast peer for a project, and consequentially learns a lot about having the balls to stand up to bullies, and what true friendship is.

There is Mr. Simon, the favorite teeacher accused of being a homosexual after his wife passed away. He is intelligent and wise and put together in a way that all humans should wish to be.

This movie makes me want to spread the word of it like an evangelist. Watch this and be chilled and warmed and overjoyed. Be filled to the brim with understanding and realization. Gasp at the wonders and symbolism held within. Be amazed at the truth you never knew there was.

Besides being deep, it has the cutest little scenes. It takes place in the fifties, and the clothing and culture make it all too irresistable. And I must say, it contains one of my favorite movie kisses of all time. Quite adorable.

Ed Harris is remarkable. He walks around in his bowties and loafers. You want to know this man in real life.

Chase Ellison is the most believable, most convincing eighth-grader I have ever seen; yet he retains this blessed openmindedness that is not present elsewhere.

And finally, Alexander Walters. I was sad to find out that this actor does not have big ears and ginger hair in real life; however, his all too real baritone voice is one I could listen to for years to come. He makes you pity and sympathize and cringe and then smile and and jump up and whoop in joy. His role, significant yet simple, waters a blossom of gaeity in my heart. I can't help but grin while reading this.

So, any reader I am grateful to have, I give this to you as a gift. Do with it what you may. I am good at selling, I think, but I don't want to give you wrong ideas. Watch the movie for yourself. Judge away. Be disappointed, be happy. Learn something, maybe. But always remember:

Human Dignity + Compassion = Peace.