Baked Potato with Oil: 6

1 large Potato

1/8 cup oil

2 Tbsp Milk

Dash Salt

Pepper, Oregano, and Chili Powder to taste (opt.)

Garlic Powder

Cooking Spray

Place the potato in a baking pan and pierce with a fork.

Bake for 20 minutes at 350 degrees. Remove and let cool for a minute.

Wisk together in a small bowl the oil, milk, pepper, oregano, and

chili powder, until blended. Place the potato on a serving plate, and mash

with a fork. Spray with cooking spray and sprinkle with garlic powder.

Drizzle the oil mixture on top and enjoy! 1 serving

Two Thieves:

Two thieves met in an alley way, to discuss what is true;

Below lies their conversation, what a thrilling new story for you!

–“Three poems I have to write, among all else I have to do,

And these I have are more than plenty, to fill my daily queue.”

- -“But are these”, you ask, “What you want, to fill your daily queue.”

“Or could it be more, worth asking for, something straight out of the blue?”

“Something not planned, not deemed needed or wanted; something that was lost to you;

Unexpected, undesired, and unrelenting; that you want more than all else, ‘tis true.”

–“But what, I ask, could it be that I need, that’s unknown to me or you;

How could I possibly need something, unexpected and unwanted, but true?”

–“Because,” you say, “The answer you seek lies not within the blue;

But within yourself, you see, lies the only thing that is true.”

–“You speak in riddles, of those I cannot find, the answer that is true,

I am confused beyond reason, as to why you would think that I need you.”

–“My advice on this is free; you may listen if you want to;

I am full of help; help that you need, to find out what to do.

I am only a pawn, in your vision, your vision of what is true;

Use me according to your heart’s desire; just know that I’ve used you.”

“What you want, is what you seek, not what you need to do,

Don’t linger on these trivial things, they are meaningless to you.”

“Run away from this ‘need,’ from the torture that it must do,

Find something you love, maybe something that is new.”

“But most importantly, you must come to realize, the answer within you,

Is completely different from what you expect, it is different than what you expect is ‘true’”

“I now must take my leave; I have given all that I know to you,

In turn what I have taken, is what I deem is true.”

“I have taken your time, your precious time from you,

It is what you unknowingly treasure above all else, the only thing that’s true.”

–“You may leave, but what it is you do not realize, that I have taken from you,

Is not something unwanted, or even un-given, but in fact the only thing that is true;

It is not time as you say, but the essence of time. The idea is what is true.

We keep on moving forward and back, on to everything that we do.

You have given me, your time for free, but kept the essence for you.

But naught you realize, I have taken it; by agreeing with what you say is true.”…

In the end these two thieves kept babbling on, trying to be the winner of the two

But on and on they kept fighting with words, until nothing could be decided to do.

So they shook hands and became friends, decided on what was true.

–“The meaning of ‘time’ seems more than it is, and only a sliver of events are true,”

–“And the ‘essence of time’ is only your mind, trying to escape from its life of a shrew.”

So they decided together, that the meaning of time, the thing that is most true,

Is no more or less, I cannot stress, the ability to make time whatever it is to you.

Three-Potato Soup: 2

1 Sweet potato, diced

4-6 Red potatoes, diced

10 Baby Gold potatoes, diced

1 cup cooked Pumpkin

1 cup fresh Corn

½ cup chopped Celery

1 cup Milk

1 tsp Salt

Pepper

1 Tbsp each, Thyme, Rosemary, and Parsley

1 clove Garlic, minced

Put enough water into a large pot to cover the potatoes. Add salt, and bring to a boil. Add potatoes and boil for about ten minutes, or until the potatoes are soft as desired. Add the rest of the ingredients to the pot. Simmer for 20 minutes.

My first poem that I have, it is about Me:

Some times when I think

I don’t have a purpose or reason

Then I finally blink

And wake up and start to have fun.

I live for myself, for my own purpose

More than anyone else’s

What’s the point if I live for the surplus

Of people who live for themselves?

I do what I think is best

I feel what I want to feel

I eat what I think is best

I won’t just sit down on my heel.

For this you may despise me

For not doing what you want

But I like being the person I want to be

To, or not to take part in your hunt;

Because I like being happy

Maybe more than you

Maybe you like being sappy

Whatever the case, to doodle-do!

This time I also experimented around with words and rhyming patterns a bit, and the one I used took a little getting used to, but I like it.

The Little Man:

Happiness is but a wisp

In the unforeseen future

It must be held on to tightly, to

Prevent it from blowing away.

I once met a man who said to me

Happiness is that what we live for

I also met another man who said to me

Make money and never stray.

Sometimes we like to think

That life will fall into place

For all those who wish it so

Even those whose lives they do not pay.

But even when you accept the struggle

Life is tempting you

To fold your arms and bow

To he who would have his way.

If this you do then what you can’t

Is what you will always want

And nevermore will you be bound before

The man would have his play.

This man I speak of, he is not real

His flesh is dust in the wind

His eyes are bright yet as fake as night

His tongue will never stop its bray.

He may not be physical, but naught it matters

To you who believes it so

In your minds eye he is very alive

And nothing else that matters may.

He is the little man inside you

That voice you always hear

Also is he as large in realities barge

As you have seen else, nay.

His influence is what you hear

You’re blind to the outside world

He is withholding your happiness from you

But everything else he has stay.

Overcome him you must

If ever you be free

Otherwise you are traumatized

And destined to never wake up from where you lay.

Why Do You Live:

Why would you live
When you could easily take your life
Is there something you could do
To make life less of strife
Just answer my question
That is, if you can
If you cannot then well,
Take my original plan
Act as if nothing has changed
but if you don’t live your life to nurture
it is worth naught
a dime toward your future
Can you not take credit for
the lies that you give
to yourself as much as anyone else
that continue as I live.
And what, I say, is worth more than
a promise from the enemy?
A line they say to lure you in,
A false credit to your remedy.
Since your life is somehow worth
So much more than my own
I’m driven away by your unsightly view
And by your crooked tone
What is it that drives you against my ways
That seem so dissimilar to yours
We two are human alike, no less
Than two unwanted pores
I speak of words and things alike
And nothing unlike knowledge
My language consists of music which
Alights at the ends of college
…
…
So why do you live
When with the flick of a finger
Your life is over

I really like writing poems, I’ve always liked to write essays for school somewhat, but I never liked it that I had to write about certain books that I hated. This way, my writing is free. I can try my best to express whatever I’m feeling in the moment, with however much mystery or complexity I feel. For instance, if I feel confused I’m probably going to try to make my poem as complex as I can.

Well, That was fun!

Veggies with Oatmeal Sauce:

2 cups of your favorite Veggies (I used Broccoli, Cauliflower, and Asparagus)
1/4 cup Milk (I used Vitamin D milk)
2 Tbsp Flour
2 tsp Baking Soda
pinch of Salt
1 Tbsp Lemon Juice (I used OJ but I think Lemon Juice would work so much better!)
1/4 cup Oats
Oregano
1 Roma Tomato, chopped

Boil or steam the veggies to your desired doneness, 5-12 minutes. Set aside.
Meanwhile, in a small saucepan, combine the milk, flour, baking soda, salt, lemon juice, oats, and oregano. Stir and heat until boiling. Remove from heat and let sit for 5-10 minutes. return to heat, add tomato, and stir until warm. Serve over veggies.

Like I said, I used Orange Juice in place of Lemon Juice, so it was sweeter  then I think it should’ve been. I think all-in-all, it was pretty good! I wanted a creamy tomato sauce, and I got a creamy oatmealy tomato sauce! Oh well… it was a success.

This is just a trial, and I might want to add things to it later, but for now, thats what it’s going to be.

Anyway, I pretty much have decided that I have infinity too much time now, so much time in fact that I actually have no time whatsoever. The cause of this is that since I have so much time (not having a job, school, or really anything going on), there are so many things that I want to do. To many things to do, and I want to do them all, but I do not have time to do them all, at least not this summer anyway. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed by the copious amount of things on my list that I want nothing more than to just play a video game or read a book all day.  So I’ve decided to do this 30 day trial, of doing a different thing off my list every day. Various things ocupy the lines of my list, such as drawing, cooking, creating a video, constructing a song, taking 100 pictures, writing a poem, and more. All things that can be done in the space of a day. Not all of them every day, just one or two each day.

The point of this trial is mostly to do a variety of things that I’m interested in to see which ones I enjoy the most, and to generally keep myself busy. I’m currently in the middle of figuring out my life purpose (: and I want to figure out which of my interests are actually interests that I can be passionate about, and which of the things I want to “do” just because of other people and stereotypes.

Yep. I’m hoping that this 30 day trial will help those things out. If nothing else, it’ll be a lot of fun. If I don’t actually learn anything about myself, and I find out more things that I like doing, well, then I’m doomed.

At least it’s a well established campus, with lots of apple trees, tulips, and daffodils, amoung other things. So I see these wonderful pieces of nature every day. And I smell them!

Spring is the best season in my book. It’s like going on vacation almost. It’s the end of a long winter, it’s the beginning of a new summer, it’s the reason to bring life to earth, it’s the way to shed the signs of tearing and replace with new growth. It’s the time when new life is brought into the world. It’s the end of a semester and the beginning of a new job. It’s the end of a failure and the beginning of a success. Spring is a lot of things, but mostly it’s the beginning of life. It can even be the beginning of life that was already here.

Something always happens to me around this time… kind of just naturally, without me trying to change… I get many ideas, and I get so many bursts of happiness. However I have never learned to harvest these feelings of mine. Truthfully I’ve never really had a reason to (or at least I’ve never tried to figure out why it happens now, and why so that I can figure out what makes me happy, so that I could create an environment that makes me happy at all times, because I wasn’t in a happy environment).  However, I am no longer in that environment now, I am in college, and so more free to do what I want and to surround myself with what I want. So now I have a reason to figure out what makes me happy and why, because now I have (or at least have realized that I have) the power to change my circumstances as I see fit. I always did have that power, but I never knew it.

This makes me so happy. This fact that finals are next week. That means that after them school if over. Then I have more brain power to use focusing on things that are more important… like figuring out why I exsist .