What is it about a place that makes us want to go there? Is it the way it looks? The way it feels? What is it about a house that makes it "home" rather than just a "house"? Somepeople say it's what you do with it; pictures and such. What if it's something deeper, something we don't even know is there?
For about five years now I've wanted to live in London, England. I don't know why. I've never been there before; what about it makes me want to go there so bad now? Is it the architecture? The mere fact that it's different from where I live now? If you look back at my history, I, as most people do, have some strain of bloodline from England. Could that be it? Could it be that one ancient line in me is stronger than another, thus making me want to go back to my 'roots'? What about my other bloodlines? Don't they have anything to say? Apparently not.
So what is it that makes me want to go there?
I've even found a house I want to buy there, in Notting Hill. How posh. I can honestly say though that it is my dream house or at least, the closest I think a real house could ever get to being my dream house without me actually building the thing from scratch. The kitchen alone is as big as my current bedroom. It's outstanding. But I can look at the pictures of it online, see the other persons furniture, their imprint on those walls and think..."That's home." So why? Is the place I now live in not home for me too? I guess not.
Moving around so often, 'home' begins to become somewhat of a myth; something you only ever hear about from other people, but never happens to you. But how can a place I have never been to before, in a Country I've never visited or even, seen in massive amounts of pictures or films for that matter, mean so much to me? The fact that to buy it, I would have to somehow get 3.25 million English pounds first, makes it even more strange.
What makes a house, a place, home for you? Is it the smells, the wall colours or what sheets you have on the bed? Or is it something deeper, something you can't quite put your finger on?
Let me know.
Until then,
xx
JC
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Friday, June 22, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Anything is possible if we just...
Fight.
Fight to make things right.
Fight for what you believe in.
Fight for love.
Fight for redemption.
Fight for freedom.
Fight.
Fight to save the world.
Fight to see another day.
Fight to give our next generations what we are takeing away.
Fight to lend a helping hand.
Fight to be equals.
Fight.
And believe.
Believe we can be can be anything.
Believe we can mend the past and make things right.
Believe we can trust.
Believe we can hope.
Believe in faith, believe in unity.
Believe.
And love.
Love the differences.
Love the kindess.
Love the hatred.
Love the unlovable.
Love the beauty in another soul.
Love.
Because anything is possible.
xJ
Fight to make things right.
Fight for what you believe in.
Fight for love.
Fight for redemption.
Fight for freedom.
Fight.
Fight to save the world.
Fight to see another day.
Fight to give our next generations what we are takeing away.
Fight to lend a helping hand.
Fight to be equals.
Fight.
And believe.
Believe we can be can be anything.
Believe we can mend the past and make things right.
Believe we can trust.
Believe we can hope.
Believe in faith, believe in unity.
Believe.
And love.
Love the differences.
Love the kindess.
Love the hatred.
Love the unlovable.
Love the beauty in another soul.
Love.
Because anything is possible.
xJ
Friday, May 18, 2007
Questions
What do you do when something you care about more than anything in the world is in danger? Do you turn your back and hope that if you ignore the problem it will go away? Do you walk through fire to make it stop happening? Or do just stand by and watch as the thing you love more than anything slowly gets destroyed, telling yourself that there's nothing you can do? That the problem is to big for you to handle. But you don't ask for help, just watch as it happens. Do you put your life on the line to save another? Would you put your life on hold to watch someone else? Answers in next post.
What does it mean to care about someone? Do they have to care back? It's what most people want, for that emotion of love and caring etc. to be reciprocated. But what if it's not? Then what? What does the person who still feels that way have to do? Do they have to turn off those emotions for the sake of being around the person they love, but shouldn't? I suppose it's common for people to want what they cant have, who they cant have, but what do you do when that happens?
Oh all the questions of which I'm not happy with the answers.
xJ
What does it mean to care about someone? Do they have to care back? It's what most people want, for that emotion of love and caring etc. to be reciprocated. But what if it's not? Then what? What does the person who still feels that way have to do? Do they have to turn off those emotions for the sake of being around the person they love, but shouldn't? I suppose it's common for people to want what they cant have, who they cant have, but what do you do when that happens?
Oh all the questions of which I'm not happy with the answers.
xJ
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
The Last Open Door
First blog.
Is it normal to be shy doing this?
Well...I think I am.
And I keep getting interupted so this might take a while.
Anyways.
I would like to say I'm here to change the way of the web, save the cheerleader, fix the music business, become president and end world hunger. And maybe I will. Someday. Hopefully. I've got my fingers crossed.
Originally this was suposed to be about music, and me trying to tell myself I'm remotely good at it. But I think I've changed my mind.
I don't think I'm really going to say what this will be about (there will be numerous different topics), hopefully you'll stay and find out. But it will be about whatever I feel strongly about, and my attempt at entry into the music bizzzz. Ranting may be a large part of this, bias persuasion aswell, and naivity should be expected.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
xJ
Is it normal to be shy doing this?
Well...I think I am.
And I keep getting interupted so this might take a while.
Anyways.
I would like to say I'm here to change the way of the web, save the cheerleader, fix the music business, become president and end world hunger. And maybe I will. Someday. Hopefully. I've got my fingers crossed.
Originally this was suposed to be about music, and me trying to tell myself I'm remotely good at it. But I think I've changed my mind.
I don't think I'm really going to say what this will be about (there will be numerous different topics), hopefully you'll stay and find out. But it will be about whatever I feel strongly about, and my attempt at entry into the music bizzzz. Ranting may be a large part of this, bias persuasion aswell, and naivity should be expected.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
xJ
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