Why I Read…

1. It’s relaxing

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Sometimes books can calm me down. It’s nice to read something where I feel like I’m there, ya know? I’m not working my nine to five job, instead I’m fighting imagery people with my imagery best friends and we’re solving real life….

Umm, wait I mean fictional problems.

Books can sometimes take me places, like instead of being in boring old America I’m in Paris or Nazi, wait, just kidding that one wasn’t that relaxing.

But my downright favorite book absolutely has to be The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life. And now I’m 100% convinced that some of us came from dolphins. This book has now put me on such a spiritual..

Okay I literally cannot write that anymore because now it’s just getting ridiculous. On a serious note, I do think that author is probably super smart and has written a lot of cool stuff in that book, but human dolphins? Sorry dude, I need a little more evidence.

2. Empathy

 

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Some books are really good at teaching empathy -others are quite the opposite. Especially if its meant to fuel propaganda… but thats probably a discussion for another day.

I do think Holocaust books, books about racial inequality. Pretty much any book that teaches us about how separating ourselves from others is bad will teach how to have empathy for other people.

3. Imagination

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Sometimes after I read a book, it gives me a creative vibe. Sometimes I’ll even paint after I read and I end up really liking what I made. It helps me think of things I won’t normally think of. Reading helps me to think of new ideas.

4. It’s a movie in your mind

 

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I’ve always liked the book better than the movie, most authors don’t control the exact image you see in your head. If the author says someone looks pretty than you visualizes what you think is pretty, there is no image of picture there to control what the character’s supposed to look like.

To be honest, I’ve found it easier to remember books better than movies. Maybe it’s due to using my own ideas to ‘create’ them in a way. As opposed to other people shoving exactly what they want their ideas to look like in my face.

5. Better discussions

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I think reading books can help to fuel some really good discussions. It helps people think even deeper about life, we start asking some pretty serious questions and figure out what we think works and what doesn’t work in the world. Book discussions can sometimes help us solve real life problems.

I’ve found book discussion to be a lot more meaningful as opposed to the majority of movies. Yes, some movies can be thought provoking. However, I’ve found myself asking more questions after reading a book rather than watching a movie.

6. Last, but not least.. THE SMELL

 

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The smell of a book, new or old, is unique, I think it is one of the most wonderful smells in the world. If frebreze made a scent that smelled like books then I would certainly try it. I remember on of my first books I read was The Black Stallion by Walter Farley. And I read the one my dad had had for years. It had a plain black cover, the pages were yellow from age and it had ink drawings of the story pop up every once in a while. It was a good read, and I loved the old book smell.

Writing Wednesday: Prompt 21

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I hid my disgust as the riders talked about their show jumping competitions. Cindy, one of the riders, believed she was one of the best. She had three pure bred dutch warmbloods imported from Europe. The past week she never stopped talking about how one of horses had arthritis at fifteen years olds -but that came as no surprise to me since she made the horse do jumps almost daily since he was six.

I was mucking out one of the horses stalls when she and her friend walked past me with a smug grin on her face. “Groom him for me,” she said.

I continued cleaning out the dirty pelts, “my job is to do maintenance on the barn,” I said.

She gave me a glare and whispered something to her friend. Then they walked to the cross ties. A let out a sigh of relief, I already didn’t like riders who made horses do stuff they normally wouldn’t do. I wasn’t appalled by jumping either -just disgusted by riders that made them do it too often and disposed of their horses afterwards.

Blaze was one of those horses, now my horse that I bordered at this place for an absurd amount of money. I had hired some guys to start doing fencing at my house so hopefully he wouldn’t have to stay here long. I tried to let him inn the arena whenever I could. I hated seeing him in a stall, swaying, biting the stall, having nothing to do, but stare at the four walls around him. My blood boiled every time I thought about what they did to him. The destroyed his vocal cords to try and expand his windpipe. He used to be a race horse, but as long as he was with me, he was never setting foot on a track again.

Then there was a knock on the stall door, “excuse me,” it was Nancy, the owner of the barn -one of the only few people I could stand here. “I know its not what we agreed upon, but Cindy has a big competition coming up and wants you to groom her horse.”

“Why? Wouldn’t grooming him herself help her establish a better bond with him,” I said.

Nancy sighed, “you’re right.” She leaned against the stall and rubbed her temples, “but this horse is actually one she just bought and she’s been struggling with him.”

“All the more reason for her to do it herself,” I said, picking up another pile of dirt and putting it in the wheelbarrow.

Nancy gave me an exhausted glance, “I know, but her parents pay a lot of money for her to be here, if she complains about the slightest thing here, I get to hear about it from her parents.” It wasn’t fair, she was lucky her family could afford all of this for her. Meanwhile, I took barn work part time so I wouldn’t have to pay as much on board.

“Fine,” I said. I let the pitchfork rest of the side of the stall door and walked to the cross ties. I grabbed a curry comb out of a small grooming box kit that sat on top of a dirty white stool. When I approached him the horses ears when straight down, and when I starting grooming his shoulder he kicked out at me with his hind leg and I hit him hard on the rump – he stopped shortly after. Nancy was watching me, but I knew it was an act to win Cindy’s approval. I knew if she had a few more consist riders, she’d give Cindy and her family a piece of her mind -but I knew she couldn’t afford to.

Cindy came out of the tack room with a english saddle that looked almost brand new. I lost track of how much tack she had in there. I ended up just keeping mine at home and bringing it when I had time to ride. “It’s about time,” she said. “I hope you realize that my family is paying your salary, so when I tell you to do something you do it.”

I noticed Nancy raise a brow at her, and I almost laughed at what she said. No one here would ever get paid a salary working here and I didn’t get any money, it just got taken off my board. I walked out of the way as she put the tack on and the horse tried several times to bit her and she muttered something under her breathe. I was about to head back to the stall I was working on, then Cindy said, “wait, I’m going to ride him in the outdoor arena and there’s horse poop in there that needs to be cleaned up.”

“Alright I bring the wheel barrel over,” I said with my back turned to her so she didn’t see the glare on my face. I had cleaned the outdoor arena first thing in the morning, there couldn’t have been that much.

And when I brought the barrel and the pitch fork up there, I knew I was right. Only one pile in the corner of the arena. “I can get it,” Nancy said, but I told I’d do it. I thought she had to put up with her too much that day and I didn’t want her to be put through more trouble than she had been already.

Before I even got up to the arena, I heard a loud scream. Cindy had tried to make her horse jump a five foot jump and the horse reared instead, sending her into the ground, then the horse galloped to the fence and jumped. He then grazed on the lush green grass right outside of the arena.

I smiled, at least not all of the horses put up with her.

 

Prompt: write about an animal setting itself free.

 

 

What was your favorite book that you had to read for school?

I’ve finished High School in 2017, so my memory of reading my favorite book I had to read at school might be a little faded. I liked Farheninet 451 quite a bit, I remember reading it in my first year of High School. I was livid when I found out the book itself had be banned due to the bible being banned in the book. Why would you ban a book that speaks out against it? I’m not really a fan of the bible to be honest, but I wouldn’t ban it because it a part of history that needs to be understood. However, I hate when people use the bible to force us into conformity. There’s is a lot that we can learn from other books as well.

So, what’s your favorite book that you had to read for school? What did you like about it?  Is there anything you disliked? Given that when reading books for school we don’t always have our pick.

Sometimes life’s hard

Sometimes I compare myself to others and wishing I already had what they had. Its hard to watch my dad work 80 hours a week while other people have way better jobs -and some don’t need jobs at all. It’s hard to see rich people express just how big they finances are while their utilizing products that were made overseas by people who’s pay is only enough to keep them alive(and I’m not just talking about the 1% here). Its hard to not wish America could set an example again of what good products and quality work places mean.

Sometimes I stay up at night just thinking about all the pain and suffering that all different aspects of life have caused people. But I then remind myself to sit down and just breathe.

Looking through the internet at just how much horrific things people have been through can leave my mind going all over the place. Because even though I’m just one person, I wish the answers were laid out in front of me.

I look at the internet and see how many horrible things people, animals and the earth have been put through, that sometimes I just find it overwhelming. And I wonder why we’ve let things go this far. But I have to remember that everyone is on a different journey and we may never be on the same page.

When I think about how hard life can be for myself as well as other people, the only thing that gets me to sleep at night is to remember that ideas that will benefit us all come with time and incubation. And its best for me to question the new ideas I’ve come up with before passing them onto other people.

I am uncomfortable believing I know the answers without question. However, I am comfortable questioning something and saying I don’t know and hoping we can work together to find a genuine one. 

 

Learning to Meditate

I’ve looked into mediation before and I’ve never really started doing it until now. So far, I’ve worked up to about ten to five minutes a day, but even just that amount has helped me to clear some of my thoughts of day -at least for a small amount of time.

There is so much I want to do and or become that sometimes I get too wrapped up in how much time it might take that I just end up giving up. Mediation has shown me that I don’t have to spend every waking hour of the day trying to do something to improve myself. Some days, its okay to just relax and have fun. Yes, some of the projects I want to do will take time, but that doesn’t mean I should rush through them. To do a project properly I need to stop being impulsive and instead look at things throughly before I do them.

It’s been nice to take the time to just breathe and not have to worry about work, paying bills or buying food. I’m slowly learning to find happiness in the void and emptiness of my mind rather than trying to find things outside of my mind to fulfill me. I’ve learned that in life, there are no have tos. We just believe there are. We don’t have to work a nine to five job, we don’t have to live in huge expensive house, we don’t have to have a family or go to college if we don’t want to.

Mediation has shown me that I can choose to do what I want and that I don’t have to make myself do something I don’t want to do. Some people might think this ideology might make people lazy, but I think it does quite the opposite.

Meditation is also about learning to live in the moment and just allowing whatever you’re feeling to freely flow through you body. Meditation can teach people to prevent future uncomfortable times from holding us back. We just allow ourselves to breathe and let the pain and stress of the day flow out of us.

But even after I’ve said this, I feel like I have so much left to learn.

Going Gluten Free?

I used to be on a super restrictive vegan diet that helped a lot with my menstrual cramps. For the longest time, I thought it was just fat and animal products that made my period worse, but after being less restrictive I still found my period to be just as painful. For a while, I felt defeated, I wondered what else I had to do to get it to go away. I was willing to cut out more foods, but not a lot. I didn’t realize gluten was something that I had completely overlooked.

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After reading an article that shows links between endometriosis and celiac disease. I decided to back onto 23 and me and investigate. I was surprised that I had nearly forgotten that I had a variant for celiac disease. While I have never been diagnosed by a doctor, I have taken other tests to see if the cramps I was having, were related to something else. I took a pregnancy test since women with large enough ovarian cysts will get a false positive if it is a problem. I took it and I got a negative, so now I’m pretty sure whatever it is, it probably isn’t cyst related. While I can’t say for 100% certainty that I have endometriosis, I am trying to go gluten free for at least the whole month of March and see what happens. However, this month I might need to cut out more saturated fats too in order for it to be more effective. Based on my on experiences here’s the foods I’ve found that need to be avoided:

  • High fat foods
    • Foods like oils, animal products, fried foods, and processed foods
  • Caffeine
    • Most sodas, and coffee(I still have decaf sometimes)
  • Salt and refined sugar

On the restrictive diet I had, I found that eating only potatoes as a starch and lots of fruits and vegetables -without adding any salt or sugar- has been super effective along with exercising every day. However, this diet has been hard for me and I’m hoping if gluten is another factor than discovering that might actually help me expand what I’ve been considering healthy food.

 

Patience

Its hard to follow through with something, after looking back at all the mistakes I’ve made. However, I’m beginning to learn to set realistic expectations for myself to make things easy to follow through with. I hate to say that this blog may never become my top priority. I’ve come to realize that not many bloggers can ‘make it’ without trying to sell something.

I don’t like the idea of selling things to people, I’d only want to sell something if it had a really meaningful impact on me. A lot of the stuff sold online, I think most people could go without, but then again who am I to judge.

I may never become one of the bloggers who are able to write blog posts that thousands and thousands of words daily. But with a little bit of effort each day and a whole lot of patience for myself, I might be able to write a few posts that really mean something to people every once in a while.

Blogging for me so far has been just writing a bunch of posts and hoping for the best. I’m still learning to try and put meaning behind them, but some days its just not that easy. Some days I just wish I could soak up all the thoughts that most people think no one would be able to understand and just pour it out in my writing. But it just doesn’t work that way and right now all I can do is hope that one day I might be able to write something meaningful for people.

If there’s is anything I can try and help people with its never give up on yourself. Sure every person will have projects they will probably never finish, but don’t let those projects defeat you. Some of them you may soon realize just weren’t meant for you and thats okay. It will just free up more room for you to find something better.

I think we simply just aren’t rational thinkers

I’ve had multiple occasions when someone has criticized something I’ve done and or believed in. And I provide them with a documentary or a study that they could watch to show them why I do what I do. And they don’t even watch it. I’m not saying that I’m 100% in everything I do or say, but how can we do better if not everyone is trying to look at both sides?

Sigh.

How are we supposed to move forward in society if people don’t take evidence seriously?   A large majority of the world’s population still doesn’t believe evolution exists. Some countries still think its perfectly okay to cut off their kids genitals. Why? 

My society has tried to convince me that it is women that usually get too emotional. I’d have to disagree and say that both genders can be ego filled and be completely reluctant to look at anything outside what they believe in because some of them don’t even what to think about there being even a possibility that they’re wrong. 

I think we as a society lean more towards our emotions than we’d like to believe. I believe that one of the reasons stories can be super empowering to us. However, some books will try to isolate us further from other people as well as ourselves. So we need to watch out for that.

Some people have tried to convince me that spiritually and science can’t intervene with each other. And I’d have to disagree and say that science can help us to find the foundations of our spiritually. Science shouldn’t be seen as some scary thing thats going to make an all powerful entity want to send us to hell. Science has helped us move forward and helped to understand ourselves and the world better. I mean most people from first world countries have spent their lives believing we needed animal products to live and science has showed us how thats not true. Isn’t that amazing? We might one day be able to live our lives truly at peace with the other creatures around us. 

Science has found DNA and how it can affect our bodies. Now child defects can be seen as a genetic probably rather than a curse. It’s cool to have people take a sample of your DNA and through websites they can show you where your ancestors might have lived.

Science is more likely to be something that will bring us away from fear, rather than become fear itself.