Cat Jealousy

My cat is here laying in my lap, his most comfortable place to only try to sleep.
I wonder if animals can recognize our awareness. They must, they come to us for food.
Would they be jealous?
No; they're happy with what they have, and don't know the experience of anything else.

you are a smart kitty, Max.

Crime-fighting.

I'm not ready to be a superhero. I don't have the energy to serve all the people of Worcester.
3 gifts is enough, isn't it? To change maybe 3 lives?

I've been talking with people online about stuff, and being in disagreements that have led me to understand that all you can really do is be you, and do what makes you happy.
Not everybody will understand.
Not everybody will like it.
but you will.

So I guess this will become just a normal blog, now.

Difference.

Nothing is better or worse from another. It is all the same, only different.

As a child, things may have seemed better, but there were negative aspects too. Things are different now, but no worse.

All people, we are all the same. Only different. You could say we're no better or worse, though, some seem on a higher lever of consciousness.

All planets, and dimensions, I assume are just as similar. They're a different experience, with different frequencies, but ultimately on the same radio dial.

Things I've Learned From Watching The News

-you can make it into school with a gun if you use the side door
-we believe it's necessary and helpful to give 11-year-old boys the HPV vaccine.
-you can get $50,000 for info on a year-old murder
-there may be a correlation between the Occupy Boston movement and a few store robberies.
-Andy Rooney had surgery complications.

in other words, negative bullshit that i don't care about.
why do you people watch this stuff? does it bring you knowledge, or joy?

Pressure. (time, $, passion)

One thing i can't deal with. My dad seems to think it'll help, if he points out that i "need" a job to pay for things, or that i haven't had a job in 6 months, or that i have no good excuse anymore.

Of course i have my reasons.

When did time = money? Where did this system come about? Is the point of a job to spend a couple hours in one place, just so you can pay your bills, to survive?
Not at all!
A job should be a service you believe in. To me, money = passion. We all have certain skills, and more that we'd like to learn. Artists create, therapists help, authors write. Are half the jobs available out there even necessary?

Who doesn't want to do something they love? And why shouldn't you? Think, a world without money. Not even a barter system. What if we all could share, do things for each other?
If we all gave, we'd all get something!


just some thoughts. maybe more later.

Useful Trash.

Being a pack rat your whole life can pay off sometimes. As a kid, I would always make toys of my own and my cats' with my main staples- tape, string, and paper. I still do, with all the random "trash" lying around. I wonder why people throw away so many objects with so much potential.

All sorts of boxes, empty containers, ziplock bags, rock candy sticks, clothes tag strings, scrap paper, birthday cards. (not that I'd want to ruin those..)

And don't get me started on used objects with an obvious use already!

That there is my plant protector farmer girl.
I store my clothes and notebooks in cardboard boxes.
Smaller things in tissue boxes.

Even if it disappears on Thursdays, the stuff you throw away goes somewhere. Recycling requires energy.
But with a little bit of creativity, you can create so many useful fun things!

re-use, buy used, create new.
It'll make you happy!

Send And Receive

give and take.
when you lose something, you gain something.
when you're not doing one thing, you'll do another.

Drive. (and to-do boxes)

I went out on a lost drive, destinationless to CVS. The roads I found were very magical, autumny, fairy-like. The houses and landscapes even more so. I felt tiny, in a small section of the world. I'd been lost in the same places before- I knew slightly where I was going. Through Grafton, Sutton, Millbury. There, I found CVS.

I wandered in, less straightforward than knowing what i wanted. I always like to explore new places (plus I didn't knew where the cameras were). I wandered around, pretending I did. I smiled and said hi to a frail old woman, she smiled back. Found a mini microwavable Digiorno pizza. Made my way to the front, with the cameras. Chose carefully between the 3. Done.
The girl at the desk. So overwhelmed inside. I was too awkward to be able to bring her joy. Wish I'd brought a gift. Why was she so tanned, with unreal highlighted straight long hair? Why could she barely smile?
____________________________

Before I left, the reason I decided to leave, was because of my to-do box.
I like to feel the cards out with my fingers. Certain ones feel right. They tingle.
Well randomly, the first card I picked was "get outside somehow"
I ignored it. A few minutes later, I asked, "Are you sure?"
And it gave me "go in public"

So i obeyed.
But before I did, I told it to amuse me, and picked one more.
"meditate"

Really funny. I've been picking that card so many times in a row.

First Batch of Creations.

Some of what i've been working on.

You can't really see, but trust me, they say good things!

-The poster reads "Even with all your faults, quirks, and problems, you're a beautiful unique person! Right now, and always, you are wonderful. Enjoy yourself. I know you try.

<3 The Blind Lion"

-Next are two idea journals that i'll give out along with heartfelt explanation notes. One gets the envelope, the other is contained in its own note.

I should be getting a real camera soon.

Action & Reaction

what spurs something else to happen? why?
sometimes i go back, and trace my steps. think, what if i never did that 1 thing?
what are arguments? conversations?
why does anything make you feel a certain way?

i don't have the answers.

Aspergers, Autism, and Depression

none of these exist to me.
depression is a part of life, just as night to day.

will you believe it if someone labels you and calls you different?
how are you different, when 3/4 of the population has a 'disorder'?

don't believe what they tell you. you're human. a daughter, son, wife, friend.
a delicate, emotional, creative creature.
you may have some issues that need working through. we all do!
but do not let your label define you.

they wanted me to take pills for depression, and ADD. they thought i had autism. they thought i needed to go to a mental ward.
fuck them, for not understanding. i don't need any of that.

i am normal. everything is normal.
don't think there's something wrong with you.

take responsibility. stop blaming. stop calling names.
you can be so much.

Purpose.

Everything has it. Everything has its place. But is it only when you acknowledge it? All the things around you; toothpaste, buttons, handkerchiefs, and lollipops, started with a meaningful idea. So what's the purpose of an action? A difficult situation? Life? Yourself?
Maybe some things just are. Or are they?
You can look for meaning in anything. These are what i call 'signs.' I look at the clouds, and see pictures that relate. Something happens that just seems so relevant to what i'm going through.

-Watching my dad give extra coupons away. Maybe he's not so bad. Maybe I should do something wonderful also.
-Picking a card from my to-do box. I know it's always right. I'm meant to pick that card.
-Song lyrics that pop out on me

I believe in no coincidences.

So what's your purpose? It might be a feeling, just out of reach of words. We're all here for a reason. We're all important in our different roles. A common theme seems to be to help people, and to change the world.
That's huge!
What if we all lived our purpose?
What if we became the best we could be?

I know I'll try.

(I'll also try to have pictures in my next post of what I'm working on)

Hello! (intro & explanation)

I am The Blind Lion.

I've decided to spread my creative endeavors and positivity out there and here, for people to enjoy. Things like thoughts, drawings, pictures, idea journals, and little posters.

This will be a huge ongoing project where i give out my inspirational creations to strangers, in super secret crime-fighting ways, without a mask.
I may stick things in people's mailboxes, shopping carts, or hands.
So be on the look-out.

I've been very busy creating all these gifts, but is surely worth any new flow of good energy.

If you've received a gift from me, I'd love to hear from you!

We all have so much to give.