Star Gazing

The Art of Overcoming Fear

Tonight I seem to be a little ball of nerves and I can't seem to do anything but panic and worry about things that are going on in my life. I have nights like this, where certain things seem to do nothing but loom in my mind and make me uneasy and scared and in need of some kind of comfort. Tonight I had a comforting thought, that I believe was placed there by The Good Lord, and I feel that maybe I should share it and maybe it will help some one else out too.
-J

"It seems like our greatest fears are not the things that go on in the physical world around us, but are within us. The things that hold us back and make us weak are mere thoughts that float inside our heads. Nothing can hold us back unless we allow it to, it is only a matter of overcoming our fears and mastering ourselves that will lead us to conquer whatever we set our eyes on. We are each our greatest enemy but our inner strength is what we must rely on to overcome, and to see it through the day. Every day is a new beginning and a new challenge, and every day we must strive master ourselves in order to be strong. It is both a frightening and comforting thought to know that our fears lie deep within us, because in that sense they are a part of us but we can master them. That is how you master yourself; you must master your fears, because in the end – we have nothing to fear but fear itself."
-J. Hendrix

A Little Archaeology

I realize that I haven't posted in over a month, dear reader, and I appologize. Seems like I haven't been staying true to my promises.

I got back from an archaeolocal dig on Mt. Rainier in mid-August, I stayed up there for five weeks and was a member of a crew that was excavating a Native American house site. I figured that the dig would either make me or break me when it came to archaeology, I honestly didn't think that I could stay in a tent for five weeks, but it turns out that it was easier than I expected, and the experience has changed the way I am, and the way I think. Make-up and clothes are fun but they aren't important any more, and I miss being able to look up and see the night sky so clearly, and if you know me, you'll know how much I love star-gazing.

A nice little frog that made itself comfortable on my tent

My first artifact!

What I saw every day on my way to the site

I was always covered in dirt

Ready for my first day!

My lunch spot. The mountain was covered in fog

Yes, I believe so...

Swallowed in the Sea

This song has some of the most beautiful lyrics that I've heard, and it's been going through my mind all day. Only Chris Martin could make a sad song cheer me up.

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. - Oscar Wilde

Clouds, like pirate ships passing,
on a calm and stormless sea,
and stars like grey dabloons
dropping carelessly.

The ghost towns in the night,
have falen into peace.
And the dragon in the forest
has sunken sound to sleep.

It is a blessing in the darkness,
to walk under a cloak of invisibility.
And the winds are calm tonight,
on the Sea of Galilee.

The oracle at Delphi told me,
I'd meet a Persian prince.
And that my sould would be calm thereafter,
and it has been ever since.

I filled a flask from the fountain of youth,
and sipped it at the top of an Egyptian alter,
where O'Ryan let me shoot his bow,
but we said our goodbyes soon after.

I want to argue with Zues once,
I think I could win that fight.
I've never been to Spain,
but my lover says it's alright.

I haven't yet solved the Sphinx's question,
the answer to that damn riddle.
I think it has something to do with a cow,
and a cat who plays a fiddle.

Dreams are all there are,
that speak to us in the night,
and morning comes to chase them,
into shadows out of sight.

And the evening's lonely wanderer,
can crawl sorely into bed.
And the sunshine's golden rays,
will never touch her head.

We will walk with dreams tomorrow,
after we chase the sun down in the west.
Goodnight my lovely dreamer,
and with morning's light have rest...

-JH
July 2, 2012

"Drinking when we are not thirsty and making love at all seasons, madam: that is all there is to distinguish us from other animals." - P.A. Caron de Beaumarchais

“Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.” - Ernest Hemingway

We'll go no more a roving

So we'll go no more a roving,
so late into the night
though the heart be still as loving,
and the moon be still as bright

For the sword outwears its sheath,
and the soul outwears the breast,
and the heart must pause to breathe,
and love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
and the day returns too soon,
we will go no more a roving,
by the light of the moon.

-Lord Byron

Leave it to Fun. to jam out in Yankee uniforms in the middle of a battle field, and make it look, well, fun... This is my new theme song.
-J

But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint. - Isaiah 40:31


The Eagle by ~RainbowLoveMilk on deviantART

The Final Battle

The final battle is here
It is time to take the last stand
There’s a dragon in my basement
And a war in the palm of my hand

Hung clouds from the ceiling
Glowing in soft light
I will never once be God
And I will pray in the night

But spells of peace are broken
Wars will never end
The water in the fish tank ripples
Sleep is but a God send

Hiding under the blankets
As the light peeps from the dresser drawer
Something is stirring in my heart
Escalating to the lion’s roar

Grab the gear for battle
Fit the armor to my heart
Tie the sward onto my belt
And march away to start

A secret quiet place
The orchard is always true
Stand quietly in the darkness
And wait for the King to show himself to you

Kneel in the darkness, soldier
And present your palm to the Savior
He will blow it away to dust
The King will always find you here

The Con

A dreamer is one who can find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. - Oscar Wilde

Cosmic Love

The Soul, as it Appears When it Leaves the Body

Lies from the Lips

A woman's screams are a most terrible thing
and the blood shed from her heart as she falls to her knees
Lies from the lips will always set you down
never beg, plead no plea

The shattering sound can be heard from below
reverberating off of the gates of Hell
Lies from the lips will always set you down
and you stood on your feet the moment you fell

There will be a mark on my wrist soon
it will be a swallow for me
a beautiful bird
who flies away free

I'm kicking off my shoes
and I'm running to the car
I'm packing a suit case
and I'll run away far

I need a full tank of gas
I have a few dollars to my name
good bye cruel Selah
I hope you burn just the same.


5/13/12
12 PM

Well Said

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship. - Oscar Wilde

Like Moths to a Flame

As I was thinking today, I noticed that I seem to be attracted to a lot of things and people who don't have me in their best interests. And no matter where I look I see these people... I am but a moth to a flame...

I wish I was like the ocean,
so I could crash upon the rocks.
I wish I was the wind
that could bring a ship down.
I wish I could just die easily
when I lay on the ground.

I've prayed every night,
that my ship would soon find shore,
as I lay in my bed wounded,
from the day before.

You are like the silver knife,
that slices at flesh,
which heals in the night,
to bleed again fresh.

Was I truely born to be alone?
My family has moved on.
They tell me to let them be,
goodbye... so long...

I'm looking for a light in the tunnel.
I'm looking for a heading.
I'm looking for a captain,
as I see the sun setting

It's a difficult thing,
to drive a ship at night,
when all the lights go out,
when all is out of sight.

There is no room for crying.
You are sharper when you are strong.
Sew your wounds shut,
and prepare to sail on.

There is a light on this earth,
that captures men's wonder.
Be prepared to fight,
for the dread pirates' plunder.

And when the Lady dies,
the day she finally sinks,
drink yourself away,
it's safer not to think.

4/26/2012
10:17 PM

I'm in love with this song.

I want some one to think about when I hear this song.

If only of only

Source: Uploaded by user via Denise on Pinterest

I absolutely hate this video, but love the song, and since I have no idea how to embed only a song player (not a video) into my posts, a video will just have to do. If anyone knows how to do this, I'd appreciate the help. Happy Thursday, one my day my loves.

There is one, a secret note
It turns lovers blind
and the minute when two threads cross
They ravel and unwind

In your life there's a road ahead
My dear I hope you will travel with me
And there are many trails to tread
as far as the eye can see

You, my love, are a mystery
I wonder what you are thinking
and no amount of narcotic can hide
That familiar dreaded sinking

I find that I have found you out
Your thoughts are picked apart
And then such a confusing thing happens
It twists and knots my heart

But within me there's a fire glowing
It was you who lit the spark
And will this flood behind me
Plunge me back into the dark

My love, I love you darly
So please do me this favor
Forgive the dragon that lives in my basement
And Love me now and forever.

March 21, 2012
2:24 AM, Wednesday

The Little Prince

"You become responsible forever, for what you have tamed"

"Nothing's perfect," sighed the fox. "My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens; people hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. So I'm rather bored. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I'll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you've tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat..."

“Be kind, he means everything he says”
And you had me at hello
Nights awake texting
“I think only you know”

A deep blue and red
I love purple as dark as night
Put me into wonderland
With only a candle for light

A blow to the head in the morning
Running with you in my dreams
A rush of blood to the cheeks
A notebook bursting at the seams

Evenings in thought
Upon my favorite windowsill
Watching ghosts dance in the courtyard
I possess an iron will

A queen of hearts and Red
A gold chain around my neck
I looked you in the eye
And stood on the first brick step

The red wash of sunset
Somewhere Only We Know
I miss our Little Talks
You Had Me At Hello

Run, run into this danger
Go against the grain
You tell me to keep nothing
Never to refrain

Ignore this evil witch
And the dragon in my basement
A rush of blood to the head
And off away we went.

If wishes were horses then even beggars could ride.

This Painting by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema has been in my mind lately. I am currently reading the Odessy, and with that, now look at the painting in a new light. I'm skeptical to think that if Homer existed, he wrote both the Iliad and the Odessy. The writing styles in them are too different, but the way people must have hung onto the words of those "inspired by the Muse", and the fluidity of the way these poems were read, gives animation to a still picture.

Edward Maya - This Is My Life (Official Music Video) [HD]

Not necessarily a fan of this video, but I love the song.

Nuevo

This blog seems to have a curse, or maybe its writer does. I've begun to write it several times, this is the third to be exact, I abondon it, and return years later to obliterate everything that I've writen before to make way for the new me. I seem to change at the speed of light. I'm a student at Central Washington University, and I'm focusing myself to anthropology, mainly archaeology. I'm in love with the past.
I'm a writer, a photographer, I love music, and books. I'm not necessarily a people person, but I love to hear the stories of others. My name is Jillian.