Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

nice?

the finer points.. the niceties of nice


nice weighs heavy on me.
everyone tells me i am nice.  except my neighbor, who apparently thinks im a stuck up bastard lol..  so amusing.. how can i possibly be both?

nice.  i think nice is a cover.  its certainly part of my facade.  so lets rip the cover off. 

i am ripping it off.. a little at a time.. laying myself bare for everyone here to read.

i am not so nice.
really.  im not.
im selfish.
conscientious but.. self-serving

you have to watch out for 'nice' people.. they are almost always not so nice underneath it all.  they hide  and are dishonest.  of course, im only assuming.. because well.. im one of those people. 

do you want to know what makes a truly nice person? 
someone who is honest with themselves.  someone who is not afraid to be honest and direct with others.. even if it means feelings may be hurt.

i am not.
i am indirect. 
bent.
passive!

and it disgusts me.

today i thought a lot about nice people.  one in particular who isnt really all that nice either and wants something from me i am not willing to give.  and i will be confronting this person and will most likely hurt them.  the thought of hurting someone else out of a need to be honest used to repulse me and make my stomach turn in anxiety.  now ..  now, my stomach turns at the thought of stringing someone along.. just to spare their feelings.  the thought of toughing it out and getting more tangled just to avoid being hurtful.. THAT is.. disgusting and.. cowardly.

there was a time i would just avoid the entire situation.. oh here they come.. poof im gone.  instead of dealing with it.  im not letting myself off the hook with this one.  im just not letting myself off the hook anymore.

self respect
dignity
compassion

i am choosing to listen to my voice.  the one that says.. this is what I want.  do what's right.

then, and only then will i own the title .. NICE.

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  1. reeseMay 3, 2012 at 3:13 PM

    JC...
    You are truly a "nice" person...and beyond that!

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