2. Faith

    I’ve always been one who opened myself to faith; to believing even when there wasn’t complete proof. I believed in Santa Claus until 6th grade. When I swam in pools, I imagined I turned into a mermaid. And, I have maintained a strong Catholic faith.

    Sure, this may make me seem ignorant. Santa Claus is a commercial creation, I was always a slow swimmer, and Catholicism can seem crazy too (we worship some hippie guy who came out from the uterus of a virgin!)

    But it is my willingness to have faith, to believe in what can’t be proved, that allows me to be open to life. It allows me to believe that there’s a purpose to my life, and that I must share it and treat it well. I value myself because God value’s me, and I value others because God values them, too. All life is beautiful, and I try to allow myself to be touched by all of its beauty.

    Now, I’m entering a point in my life where I need a lot of faith. I need to have faith that I will be able to make friends, do my work well, and still remain true to myself while I allow for this great life change. But this is also the point in life where people lose their faith. Belief in a higher power seems ignorant in a land of higher education. But I believe that higher education is getting to know oneself, and I know that having faith fuels who I am.

  3. Creepers and the Creeping Feeling of Submission

    When a creeper on the street gives a woman that look, that predatory gaze that seems to rip through the clothes and straight to the vulnerable, bare flesh, women just look forward and march on. We are trained to do this from a young age. We aren’t told to fight back or even respond, for that is a sign of encouragement; pulling the gates away from the hungry lion’s den.

    But what reaction is it that we are afraid of? Stalking? Continuous flirting? Rape? Death? When the antelope spots a lion, it does not think about the repercussions. It only thinks about its safety, and like women do, proceeds forward.

    But why do we see ourselves as prey? We women are of the same species as these creepers, but we have brought ourselves to believe that we are the prey, when in truth, we are lionesses.

    On the savannah, lionesses are the hunters for the pride. The lion’s sole purpose is for procreation, but he and the lionesses are of equal value. Alone, the lioness too can face dangers when confronting prey. But when lionesses hunt in groups, they often take down and devour their prey, providing food for their community.

    Women, like lionesses, must ban together to bring back pride. In standing up to creepers and commanding respect, we are providing women with the strength needed in the community. It’s easy to feel vulnerable in positions where a predatory creeper is sizing up a woman’s flesh like it is his next meal. But if women decide that they want a change, that they want to be considered not as the prey, but as a source of power and strength in the community, there won’t be creepers, but instead, a mutual respect among our species.

  5. “No one wants to steal books. They’d rather steal DVDs”

    Those words from my creative writing teacher have stuck with me. It’s the reason why the Barnes and Nobles needs to put detectors on the outside of their DVD section. People would rather go through a movie, not thinking, than open the gates of their imagination.

    People want to kill their imaginations. Sometimes, that’s easy to understand. If you allow it, the mind can plummet into the depths of depression and hopelessness, sticking to your flesh and paralyzing you, making you stagnant and sluggish. You can’t move through life with a caustic imagination, so instead, people bar it up, slapping away its outreaching arms, to protect themselves.

    But allowing the imagination free is to allow life. The imagination enables you to perceive life within and beyond yourself. You can visualize what life is like for people of completely different backgrounds than for yourself, but you can also have ambition for the kind of person you want to be. If you can dream it, you can achieve it. 

    Writing is sharing life. It is sharing the perspectives of people with those who seek out life (the readers). Through writing, you are transferring life and inspiring others to pursue life by reading and activating the imagination. 

    So when people chain up their imaginations, when they watch their life on DVDs instead of living it in books, they limit their breadth of life with each breath of life. Breathe life in each of the pages of a book, and share life with each of the pages you write.

  6. *Blows dust off tumblr*

  7. Clearly, tonight I’m creeping on the josh hutcherson page

    But how can I not? He is simply beautiful

  8. thebeautyofdreams: I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you -Peeta Mellark Jesus christtttt

    thebeautyofdreams:

    I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you

    -Peeta Mellark

    Jesus christtttt

  9. meetacrosstheocean:

    Every girl’s reaction to seeing his face

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