Thursday, November 19, 2009

Weird...

So I recently had a dream that's been disturbing me and so I finally did some digging.

I don't remember what was going on in the dream. The only thing I really remember about it was that I noticed my cat seeming to be in pain when she walked...and then I noticed her tail was gone. It didn't look as if it had been recently cut off. It seemed scarred but yet, in the dream, to me it had just happened. I awoke upset and feeling sorry for my cat. But since my beloved Cougar is just fine...I don't have to worry about her and now that I've been looking into it...maybe I should feel sorry for myself? Cause this is what I've found on a couple of different sites.

"To see a cat in your dream, symbolizes an independent spirit, feminine sexuality, creativity, and power. It also represents misfortune and bad luck. The cat could indicate that someone is being deceitful or treacherous toward you. If you see a cat with no tail, then it signifies a loss of independence and lack of autonomy. You may be expressing some fear or frustration especially when something is not going as planned."

Now the thing that bothers me is that I have NEVER had a dream with my cat in it. So for it to pop up NOW of all times...kinda disturbs me, especially when she had no tail. Which is why I actually looked into it.

I'm not really sure how to interpret this. There are things that make sense to me but at the same time...feminine sexuality? what? but then you look at the tailless part..."lack of autonomy"? and so just to make sure I understood this I looked it up...and the second definition kinda makes sense.

"the capacity of an agent to act in accordance with objective morality rather than under the influence of desires."

I think I may need to fix this...I'm open to suggestions...

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

beliefs...

So...

Lately I've had a lot of time to do a LOT of thinking.

Not sure any of my "followers" (all two of you) will respect me after I'm done here but I'm gonna try to sum some things up...

I believe...

That it always gets worse before it gets better and that the worse it gets the better the recovery will be.

That EVERYTHING happens for a reason, the jobs we get, the people we meet and like/dislike/love and the results of said relationships(which most times tie into getting worse before it gets better), the things we choose to do with our time...it all reveals who and what we REALLY are even if we try to tell ourselves otherwise.

That Karma exists and it'll kick you in the ass if you're not careful...that being said...be sure to keep a balance, having too good of Karma will get you walked all over, I know from experience...and yet I never learn so take that as you will.

That there are no soulmates...I know...weird, coming from a hopeless romantic, right? But it's true. There is NOT one person out there that will complete you. There are likely hundreds of thousands. Pick one and be happy. And if things turn out bad and that person no longer makes you happy, move on. It's for the best.

That there IS happiness in the world if you get out from in front of the computer and go find it. And it IS up to you to find it. It won't come to you, you have to work for it.

That inspiration is NOT found within. It's found without. In the things and people you surround yourself with. Whether we admit it or not, we all strive to impress. And it's the desire to impress that inspires us.

That Greed and Jealousy are not evil. They are needed emotions in order to progress. They are driving forces, to be used as motivation.

And finally...

That we live in the present in order to shape the future. The past is gone. We can't go back to it. Don't dwell. Don't worry about it. It's hard not to, I know. But look to what you can control. There is only today and tomorrow.

Monday, November 9, 2009

not sure what to actally call this...any suggestions welcome

The beat-up Saturn glided along the highway at a sedate seventy miles per hour. Glaring into his rearview at the empty track behind him he realized they were running and wondered if they were doing the right thing. A quick glance to his right reassured him as his gaze swept across the peaceful sleeping face of the woman he’d stolen. He smiled and moved his hand off the wheel long enough to brush a golden tress out of her face and tuck it behind her ear. She shifted, moaning, then resettled and continued to sleep.

Turning his eyes back to the road he noticed a drastic change in the light. It had been fairly bright when they’d left…three hours prior he realized bemusedly. A little under two hundred miles, he thought, no wonder the weather has changed for the worse. Suits my mood better anyway. Glancing at the clock he realized that it was darker than it should be for three o’clock in the afternoon.

He turned on his headlights just as the cumulonimbus cloud above began its downpour. Rain and hail battered the car, waking the woman. She mumbled and he looked over to ask what it was she said as lightning struck within meters outside the car causing her to be no more than a backlit silhouette. This storm has been building for a while, he thought. No wonder the roads are empty.

The hail that was dropping was larger now, the sound drowning the words coming from the woman’s mouth. Suddenly the windshield shattered and fell in on them. He lost control of the small economy car and they went into a ditch, deploying the airbags. His vision red, blood seeping from a gash in his forehead, he lost consciousness as he stared at the piece of glass sticking out of the woman’s shoulder.

Been a while...

I seem to have forgotten my username and password for the old Peppershaker.
And so I begin again. I'm hoping the Return of the Peppershaker will be more of a success. Or at least that I use it more often and post more.

I have no idea what I'm going to be putting in this thing though so beware. As of right now it'll likely be just thoughts, ideas, and opinions on various things...such as why in Star Trek they always beamed bombs into space rather than just taking the pattern into the buffer and wiping the buffer.

But since I already used Facebook to get that thought out I won't bore you all with the continuation of that.

I would also like to start writing again...since I think I'm giving up World of Warcraft(time to grow up), so you may see shorts here...eventually.

Other than that...I hope to see you all again sooner than later. Oh and please do feel free to comment. I love criticism and debate.