inane meanderings of the roving mind... adapting to the vicissitudes of life: Lions and Tigers and Bears- Jazmine Sullivan

Faith

"It is Jesus that you seek when you dream of happiness; he is waiting for you when nothing else you find satisfies you; he is the beauty to which you are so attracted; it is he who provokes you with that thirst for fullness that will not let you settle for compromise; it is he who urges you to shed the masks of a false life; it is he who reads in your hearts your most genuine choices, the choices that others try to stifle. It is Jesus who stirs in you the desire to do something great with your lives, the will to follow an ideal, the refusal to allow yourselves to be grounded down by mediocrity, the courage to commit yourselves humbly and patiently to improving yourselves and society..."

-Pope John Paul II-

NOTE

This blog is an online journal, not so much a photo-blog. I might put up pics of things and places, but not me.

I blog, not so much for attention, not so much for fame, but mostly for Catharsis.

I need a place to write and think. I need a place where I could write to reach out. This is it.

Because sometimes it's easier to talk to semi-strangers, than to the people who knows you. Because sometimes it's less painful to lash out to the world in general than to keep things bottled up inside.

Sensitivity may be over-rated, but sensitivity is human.

If you're a stranger who stumbles unto this, I'm warning you that part of catharsis may be offensive. This blog is personal, it's not written to cater to the tastes of it's readers. I make no apologies for what I think. It's the personal opinion and experiences of one particular authoress.

If you don't like what is written, you're welcome to walk away, no apologies required either.

Let's both be civil to one another.

Unabashedly Me

I love many things about life. In no particular order:

Faith, religion, belief. Family. Close friends. Acquaintances.

The smile of a child. Affinity with animals.

A good conversation. Languages.

A good swim, a good run. A 3-hour dancing session. The satisfaction of having done something right.

Dark chocolate. Wildflowers. White lilies. Dark red and champagne roses. Good alcohol. Scents. Perfumes. Aromatherapy.

Nice hair. Soft, moisturised skin. A caress. A touch. 5 o'clock shadow on a man.

Pretty underthings. The feel of French lace against silk, silk against French lace.

The haunting poignancy of classical music. The angst and fervour of rock. The sexy innuendo of jazz. The sweaty pulsations of r'n'b and hip hop.

Sunrise at 21 000 feet. Sunset, and moonlit walks on the beach. The feel of sand beneath my feet. Gosh, I had almost forgotten how that feels....Dancing in the rain.

Watching the silver sleet of rain lashing against the window pane, having come out from a hot bath, a steaming cup of hot chocolate (with marshmallows!!) in hand.

The kiss of sun against skin. Long, sultry evenings in shade, iced drink in hand, in the skimpiest outfit social norms would allow :p

The scent of the earth after rain. Dark, stormy nights.
Reading a good book through the night, soft music in the background. Thoughts swirling in my mind.

The boisterous company of family and friends. The painful, but precious solitude of loneliness.

Euphoria. Suffering.

Weddings. Funerals.

Laughter. Tears.

The frail vulnerability of the human heart. The strong flexibility of the human spirit.

Life's many contradictions. The exquisite torture of being human.

In my years on earth, I've learnt the important lesson that: We'll never appreciate the sweet, until we've understood the bitter.

I LIVE. I LOVE. I LUST. I AM WOMAN. I MAKE NO APOLOGIES. AND I REFUSE TO BE ASHAMED.

Nemesis' Paradoxical Quote for the Moment

Ignorance may be Bliss, but Knowledge itself is Power. Therefore, take your pick: Bliss, or Power?

How is it that:
Familiarity breeds contempt, yet
Absence makes the heart grow fonder?

How about:
Opposites attract, but
Like must marry like, or there will be no happiness?

Nemesis' Answer to 'sola scriptura':

1. “So also our beloved brother Paul wrote to you according to the wisdom given him, speaking of this as he does in all his letters. There are some things in them hard to understand, which the ignorant and unstable twist to their own destruction, as they do the other scriptures.” (2 Pt 2:15-16)

2. “So then, brothers and sisters, stand firm and hold fast to the traditions that you were taught by us, either by word of mouth or by our letter.” (2 Ths 2:15)

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Lions and Tigers and Bears- Jazmine Sullivan

Here is my new artist of the month. Great vocal range.

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no, I'm not

But I'm scared of loving you

I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right

But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?

Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?

Why do we love love

When love seems to hate us?

Sorry if I sound so filled with gloom

You say you care and I know you do

But this is from my experience

And my conclusion only makes sense

Just 'cause I love you and you love me

It doesn't mean that we're meant to be

I can climb mountains, swim 'cross the seas

But the most frightening thing is you and me

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no, I'm not

But I'm scared of loving you

I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right

But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?

Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?

Why do we love love

When love seems to hate us?

Most circumstances, I know my fate

But in this love thing, I don't get the game

Why does it feel like those who give in

They only wind up losing a friend?

Just 'cause I love you and you love me

It doesn't mean that we'll ever be

Fly 'cross the ocean, sing for the queen

But the most frightening thing is you and me

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no I'm not

But I'm scared of loving you

I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right

But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?

Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?

Why do we love love

When love seems to hate us?

I'm sure though I'm not sure

But if we never try, we'll never know

It's better to have loved then not to love at all

Not trying is worse than to stumble and fall

And if we do, I'd rather it be with you

'Cause at least there will be sweet memories

Oh, I'm not scared

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no, I'm not

But I'm scared of loving you

I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right

But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?

Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?

Why do we love love

When love seems to hate us?

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Lions and Tigers and Bears- Jazmine Sullivan

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