Posted: 5/2/2013 2:40:31 AM EDT
I tend to be very picture oriented, between my own photography (which covers most of my walls) to that of others. My diaries are filled with pictures I find on the Net that reflect the thoughts I wrote down on that page. So loaded that a finished diary looks like this
but about ten times more. What kind of images? Well, some of them are direct such as those of friends, but many are representative where the meaning is known generally only to me. Ie, something like this 
is where someone has caused stress in my life and I've used my inner strengths to buffer against the stress so it doesn't touch me to the core. Or 
is when I injured my knee, I felt that I was back to normal, but then a twist, sudden pain, would remind me that I am not well yet, "but you are not a Jedi yet". or 
is an indication to my sudden whims, jumps, of being momentarily frivolous. So just now, I was going through a pack and found page (9 images to each) after page of pictures I downloaded to put in a diary, forgot about, and are there waiting for a home.....where the page they were probably meant for has since been filled in. True, it is only paper....but still..........but still. ________________________________________________________________________________ (After 007 watches a Q umbrella that takes peoples' heads off, "Stinging in the Rain, Q?", (w,stte), "For Your Eyes Only") |
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This reminds me of long ago when I was in a school for officers and the class leader was reading an "advisory" about drug use. He looked at me and asked did I use drugs to which I replied, "I don't need drugs to have hallucinations!". __________________________________________________________________________________ ("..........Unless there's something I've missed, Unless there's something I've missed, I'm actin' as if.....,"--lyrics, (w,stte), "As If" by Sara Evans) |
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This reminds me of long ago when I was in a school for officers and the class leader was reading an "advisory" about drug use. He looked at me and asked did I use drugs to which I replied, "I don't need drugs to have hallucinations!". __________________________________________________________________________________ ("..........Unless there's something I've missed, Unless there's something I've missed, I'm actin' as if.....,"--lyrics, (w,stte), "As If" by Sara Evans) Portals into the mind's eye. That's honestly a great idea using pics like that to remind yourself of where you were in life, and what you were feeling. Sometimes words don't quite speak loud enough when we want to look at our past and we need something else. For me it's music. I don't keep a diary, or a journal though, and it would be difficult to have a soundtrack on each page; Well, in the digital age I suppose it would be simple. Anyway, rather than writing a journal of what happened in my life, I write songs. Many times they're never completed, and even then lots of them aren't ever recorded. Sometimes it's one verse or two, maybe a chorus. I tend to write in with poetic ambiguity , and not actually describe the experience, so that anyone else can get something they want from it, but I can go back and read some lyrics, or play a part of the guitar, bass, piano, etc, and the memories will come flooding back. Many times down to very small details, and sometimes tastes and smells. Like the smell of a certain perfume that someone wore , or the taste of their lipstick or lip gloss. It might be accompanied with a sense of sadness over a love lost, or of happy times spent with them. I have one that I can't play very often, because it was a very depressing time, and I get those feelings, and even the smell of the burning rubber and plastics of a wreck I was in right at that time that kind of marked the turning point in that period. Funny how the brain works. OK, I think I've probably earned a  , with that one.
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Are you a Emo? 
Close, but no banana. EWO, not EMO. Note the orientation of the middle letter. Also, the verb was the past tense, I was an EWO once, but I am not one in the present. Quoted:
Is you high?  Sort of. High on life. Looking at healthy things to involve myself in, to keep my stress down. ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ("That was charming. Are you drunk?"--Victor Melling, (w,stte), "Miss Congeniality") |