Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Is love a choice?

Hey! Just a thought...

Is it so simply to say that love could heal all wounds? I believe so! Love heals everything...we are run by this thing we call 'love'. But we die by the false lies of our perception of 'love'.

Love. I love cake. I love pizza. I love spending time with friends. I love you. I love orange juice. I love Richard Armitage. I love long walks on the beach. I love Jesus. Our love for things and people is never ending, isn't it. I suppose we could blame this on the English language but I'd like to blame our society and our older generations. When has love been watered down to orange juice? From the love of your family to orange juice? Is this not absurd?

I believe to find the answer to my question is in the research of Jesus of Nazareth. A man who IS love! A man who knows and sees what love is.

Anyways who decides what love is?

Take care,
Kat

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

That's an Understatement!

Hey, just a thought...

So...this is number two, ha #2, anyways. I think a lot, and it's always about really weird things. For instance, I always wonder if a human is raw when they are alive. Like, you know how you have raw meat...is that what the chicken meat thing looks like when its alive? Is it just an alive walking piece of raw meat?!?!! It boggles my mind!!!

And did you realize that you don't say the L in should...or would...or could, weird eh!

Also...Will Farrell has really small eyes ( I just watched Men vs. Wild! aka Bear + Will)

I should tell you most of my thinking goes on when I'm on the bus...for an hour...but those stories are for another time, another day; like one time I was thinking about how the colour blue is such a lovely colour! It's so calm and beautiful.
Oh! And I always look at the bus drivers when another bus passes, its soo funny! They always wave...and sometimes they do weird faces (does this make me sound like a dork?). I know all you bus riders notice this...I'm just the brave one that admits it. :)
And you know what I am trying sooo hard to spell good, have good grammar, put my capitals (is that grammar?)...and most of all I'm trying my best not to put too much !!!!!! and ......'s.

I hope you don't mind.

Cheerio
Kat

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Firstess Blogess!!

Hey! Just a thought...

I am sick of the world telling me who I am. I hate the fact that being different is not desired and not found desirable! Now having a tattoo or piercing isn’t being different, if you haven’t noticed…EVERYONE has them! I’m talking about being different! What the world calls a defect, I see it as beauty. An autistic person is different! But who am I to say there is something wrong with that person? There is nothing wrong! Being different ISN’T a disease. I stand strong in this belief, I hope many people agree.

I myself get so pulled into how the world believes a person should act, I get so affected by what people say about me…that there is something wrong with me or I should be more friendly, happy, girly, whatever. I forget that I am ME! Yes I am different…and guess what, that makes me beautiful! Please don’t ever forget that being different is beauty.

Take Care
Kat