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So I just got back from going to see Avatar. Not The Last Airbender. I'm talking blue aliens, communing with nature, romance, technology vs. nature, humans lose, that one.
Good. Fucking. God.
That was AMAZING.
I don't think I have words to describe it, really. My friend Carrie told me that it made her feel like hugging a tree and apologizing and I have to say that I totally agree.
The movie as a whole had this amazing connection to nature and... good fucking god, I wish I lived on Pandora. I would love to live in a place like that. To not just "feel" the world around you, but to know that you have an actual connection, a real link to everything, and to not be alone, to know that you are not the only one who feels that connection... It's an incredible ideal, and... well... one can dream.
Once I get to sleep, I think I will sleep well tonight.
In other news, I've joined up with a group of older ladies (That's what I call them, "my ladies") and we study tarot cards together every Wednesday at 6, typically at local cafes and stuff. I totally love them. Carrie, Erin, and Celia are all cool, and... I think I can understand my Christian friends a little bit more. It's nice to be able to go hang out with people and do spiritual kind of things. Or maybe I just always get that lighter-than-air feeling when I'm there because I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not - or at least I don't have to pretend to not be the naturalist pagan that I am. It's a nice feeling.
And, of course, the cards I've been pulling for the last three meetings have almost all pointed toward one thing - roommate issues. And today, we all drew cards to see how our weeks would go before our next meeting, and my card was the six of wands. Victory is how it's labeled in my deck. Victory in my quest against myself to actually pluck up the courage to tell Jerrica that I don't want to live with her anymore.
So... either today (the 7th) or tomorrow... I'm gonna do it. It's a talk that we have to have, and one that isn't going to go away if we leave it alone. That'll make it only more difficult, make it even more urgent.
So come hell or high water, it's going to happen.
Oh yeah, and I gotta come out - both about my sexuality, and about my religion. Hopefully she won't freak. Though, quite honestly, I don't have a fucking clue how she's going to react, which is probably the scariest thing of all.
Guh.
But before that - more Greg the Vampire. Good god, I love aggybird.
Good. Fucking. God.
That was AMAZING.
I don't think I have words to describe it, really. My friend Carrie told me that it made her feel like hugging a tree and apologizing and I have to say that I totally agree.
The movie as a whole had this amazing connection to nature and... good fucking god, I wish I lived on Pandora. I would love to live in a place like that. To not just "feel" the world around you, but to know that you have an actual connection, a real link to everything, and to not be alone, to know that you are not the only one who feels that connection... It's an incredible ideal, and... well... one can dream.
Once I get to sleep, I think I will sleep well tonight.
In other news, I've joined up with a group of older ladies (That's what I call them, "my ladies") and we study tarot cards together every Wednesday at 6, typically at local cafes and stuff. I totally love them. Carrie, Erin, and Celia are all cool, and... I think I can understand my Christian friends a little bit more. It's nice to be able to go hang out with people and do spiritual kind of things. Or maybe I just always get that lighter-than-air feeling when I'm there because I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not - or at least I don't have to pretend to not be the naturalist pagan that I am. It's a nice feeling.
And, of course, the cards I've been pulling for the last three meetings have almost all pointed toward one thing - roommate issues. And today, we all drew cards to see how our weeks would go before our next meeting, and my card was the six of wands. Victory is how it's labeled in my deck. Victory in my quest against myself to actually pluck up the courage to tell Jerrica that I don't want to live with her anymore.
So... either today (the 7th) or tomorrow... I'm gonna do it. It's a talk that we have to have, and one that isn't going to go away if we leave it alone. That'll make it only more difficult, make it even more urgent.
So come hell or high water, it's going to happen.
Oh yeah, and I gotta come out - both about my sexuality, and about my religion. Hopefully she won't freak. Though, quite honestly, I don't have a fucking clue how she's going to react, which is probably the scariest thing of all.
Guh.
But before that - more Greg the Vampire. Good god, I love aggybird.