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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

the ARTIST desires A muse NOT A spouse

the ARTIST desires A muse NOT A spouse

Genuine muses remain dreams eternally but for the artists that bond them to probing drudgery, A muse is nothing more than that of a reflection, distilled in mirrored monitors of the artist’s wishes, nervous ticks, thoughts and wants. Habitually the Muse will not act in response to straight and rational and consistent desires. She should be enticed with the lighthearted and good-natured moments that you have together.

Many artists, writers, poets and musicians have said that an individual whom they refer to as their muse has inspired their creative work. A muse is someone who has such a great influence on another that he or she becomes the focus and inspiration for that person's creative work and point of interest in living. Men to describe the women that they have been in love with and made the subject of their work have historically used the term, but may be married or in a “relationship” with another. George Harrison and Eric Clapton had the same muse at one point.

A muse is more powerful than Jesus, God, Mohamed, any religious figure, if the muse loves a man, then the man's worries instantly disappear. The artist whom is loved by a muse is considering being more sacred than a holy person.

Without muses Picasso would seize to exist, John Lennon’s solo career would have been nothing without Yoko. Gathering of that powerful energy when around that specific person can possibly mean that it is your muse, if inspiration is not wrecked, it’s with everything you have done or plan to do, if she is a CATALYST FOR CHANGE, she is a muse.

Commonly the muse flourishes with worship to impose pain, as she is born in pain, and it is the artist’s primary job to care for her, the muse, to nurture her because losing her means to go under an enormous arrangement. As an artist with a muse you are either connecting with your muse, or dealing with your demons, so remember that she only shoots you with insight, if you are suspecting so.

Let her have the mornings, it’s a muses favorite time, because in the moonlight when all the stars are sparkling in still moments of desire, but you have not passion or energy to write or paint or play guitar, brushing your teeth getting ready for bed, she speaks in a vent to you, even if she is unhappy, her words are like a kiss fueled with passionate energy, that inspires you to stay awake until the sunrises, she is a CATALYST FOR CHANGE, she is a muse.

Mike Ahuja

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Sunday, May 23, 2010

Intimately Conceiving the Child Of Change - "Love Sick Diaries"'s MySpace Blog | lovesickdiaries.com/blog.html


Intimately Conceiving the Child Of Change
By mike Ahuja

I seem to have notice, recently during these golden California sunrises, which seemingly produce tingling rays of a changing day.  These days with so many people recently have been filled with the desire of adapting to a new something, in witnessing the birth of living in the new, and intimately conceiving the child of change only to stop to a halt and focus on wanting to get lost in the fields of our pasts for just one more time.

The fields of our pasts are not all the same, and not always do we accept those fields with the honor that we should, as I haven’t even come to terms with the truth of what fields I have rolled around in like a tumble weed playing chase with its own thorns in farm full of crowded winds, but regardless if you accept or not, your past, we always seem to want just one more time in that field.  Our shadows will always linger over our shoulders, but for most this causes a painful sickness of affection, that we feed with addiction and vices.

But we want to play in that field one more time, for some that field is living in the realm of superficiality, flying around with broken wings like a moth flying into the brightly lit bulb with a burning sensation, sort of like people all around the world floating and flying their eyeballs into the light of the television only to follow the light of the microwave oven cooking their Celeste pizza dinner.  We all have our addictions whether it be boozing, drugs, sex, shopping, eating, exercising, reading, writing, studying, working, painting, music, computers, myspace, facebook, masturbation, porn, procrastination, perfection, argumentation, and everything else in the world when you do something to excess. 

I really don’t know if we have to change, if we have to leave these fields, or if we even have to attempt to intimately conceive the child of change that we are programmed by the mainstream media in believing that we need; a new brightly lit field full of butterflies and rose bushes surrounded with the nice and gentle bees that don’t sting you or my girl.  I can’t enlighten you and I do not wish to try too, you may be obsessed with desiring to feel something else, but I wish not.  Your vices, you wish they are routes to escapism but they will not really bring you to some higher state of being that you might be seeking.  It doesn’t matter how much you meditate or how much you educate yourself, you will not be more than human, your vice is just your field so enjoy that field for what it is. 

My field is when I close my eyes, than my visions of your beautiful smile and piercing eyes seem to make all my worries vanish away into a silent atmosphere.  By closing my eyes from everything I wish to run away from, my visions of you start opening up much more and your voices start running toward me in these fields of intimately conceiving the child of change.




 


Friday, March 19, 2010

“Escape Us Sleeping Beauty” (Part 4 of Free Writing Exercise)"


Continued from previous entry

I only saw sleeping beauty, but she was wide awake, her touch lit a rainbow across the snow capped mountains, only to melt the cold away, it was nice, and it is nice.  I’m so hard for her love.  Please.

I don’t believe that I saw sleeping beauty, grasp onto the changing dance moves of the samba in a state of reality, but that doesn’t make me mad at you, but she did samba in my fictional reality.  Sometimes the struggles fight far from the distant realism, from the waves that crash and break onto the plastic beach.  These waves are synthetic waves of love, or are they?

It seems like most of the world is filled with synthetic pleasures, but do we have to ride those waves in our boats, will the undertow grab our mind and suck us in with the current, keep us from seeing the sunlight of sleeping beauty, from her piercing eyes?  The sailboat took off, from the mainland, for a journey and destination out into the open.  She had this gorgeous green glow surrounding her and moving with the curves of her silky soft skin.  I knew these or understood the possibility of these visions being completely synthetic, but I could only hear one thing in my erect mind, although I could see hundreds and hundreds around, but my eardrums had only one focal point, that of sleeping beauty.

The orange sun started to play tricks during these synthetic waves, like I was walking the Las Vegas strip wasted on the hopes of winning the big one.  The boat came back to shore; sleeping beauty had little chimes beeping, all around her smile that kept twinkling like the stars that we all see, we see from all over the world, real or plastic, the stars shine always the same.

When the boat docked it was like a kiss good bye, but not a kiss to get away, but rather to sail further into the South American Sea.  As we had nothing left to play for, the plastic beach was completely color less, not even the Irish would occupy it, so sleeping beauty decided to make her new resting place in a new place, a place full of color and lots of lights, you could see the lights high in the sky on a jet plane.

To Be Continued….

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Resolutions For The New Year Are For Idiots

Resolutions For The New Year Are For Idiots

Glancing into a window of the past year and into the glass of the new year is always a time of reflection upon one self, and upon the friends and family that you feel a constant contact with, and as you start that new year, you start that journey to fix and alter the ways of your relationships, careers, health, and happiness.

You know how some people create these grand and glorious ideas of a new years resolution, and they do it, maybe you, for just a few weeks or let’s get crazy and say a few months, just to stop cold turkey at continuing the resolution, only to ditch the idea all together until the next year pops up, just to make the same damn resolution. These new years resolutions are for idiots.

Happiness in your life is what’s most important and making a wholehearted conscious effort in achieving that is what truly is important as you glance through that glass window for what lays ahead in this coming year. One must realize that everything is connected by emotion and state of mind from your job to your relationship, it’s all bound by the same thing, you.

You control your happiness, you control the way you feel, you control your future, and you control you.

Erase your so called rules if you are not happy, if you do not remove those rules you will never be able to seek out the best things that will make you happy. If you are unhappy in one realm of your life, you will take that unhappiness into another realm of your life unconsciously, as some things we just aren’t aware of unless we press our faces against the glass, but if we do so, the image becomes blurry to a sense of blindness.

Focus

If you are unhappy at the place that pays your bills, quit, because that unhappiness will be brought forward to other aspects of your life, say if you have kids, you will present that work unhappiness towards them or just place it within their realm, energy and vibes may sound crazy but it truly exists, and if you don’t understand this you will never be happy. If you are constantly arguing with your “loved one” well you are not in love, but more importantly you will bring and carry that resentment and unhappiness to other segments of your life, you must breakup.

Find and figure out that root of unhappiness this year if it does exist and simply cut it away from your life. It will be hard at first but in the long run, you will gain that happiness or at least be staring out the correct window.

If this means doing something drastic like quitting your job and flying across the universe to the big apple, just do it, only you know, what can make you happy, it’s going to be a great year, so make it one and take a little walk each day as being apart of nature gives you a little peace.

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Thursday, January 7, 2010

Are you a “Realistic Romantic”?

Are you a “Realistic Romantic”?

Ever been in the situation of dating someone for a month, and than that person proposes to you? Do you believe love is something that comes natural or something you have to work at? When you want to share all your time with someone, do you feel that is love or obsession? Do you feel that it’s impossible not to fall in love with your soul mate or do you feel there are many right people for you out there in the world?

These are some of the questions to ask yourself, in route to determination whether or not you are a romantic or a realist. Most people seem to fall on one side or the other, occasionally venturing somewhere in the middle ground of cupids land. This middle ground is what my friend Janet Nam defines as someone that understands reality but has the ideals of and about love; a “Realistic Romantic”.

Wanting to believe that first kiss, that tightly held hug could be the last one, that feeling that nobody else around you exists, nothing else exists except your love for one another…well that’s a romantic. Playing it safe and only kissing and touching one another behind closed doors, for reasons of not wanting to make the people around you uncomfortable, or not really making an effort to hug every time you separate from one another, well that’s a realist.

There is no right or wrong answer with either approach to your relationship. Your ideology and philosophy in love and relationships is right no matter which it is, as long as you are honest and truthful to yourself and together. By no means is the concept of “Realistic Romantic” anything new, as people have been participating in this ideology for some time now, but there has not been a term or acknowledgement of this ideology of love.

Sigmund Freud was a “Realistic Romantic” and although he never really knew or connected the thoughts that he was, I am guessing he probably would have if he were alive longer. The reasoning behind my assumption is that being a “Realistic Romantic” means and deals with diving heavily into the issues of self thought psychoanalysis. Being a romantic is considered as being illogical, as a realist is considered as being logical, but the decisive rules of these are meshed together a “Realistic Romantic”.

In normal circumstances repression hides within the realm of unconsciousness, but in the case of a “Realistic Romantic” the ideals of repression become obsolete as the impulses of being a romantic are consciously present, visually controlling your mental state only to be in a battlefield of constraint with reality. This person will subconsciously perform minor actions and display traits of a romantic, but the extent of these romantic actions are subconsciously halted by the brakes of ego performing a reality check. That little control of stopping is a self-reassurance, and for the “Realistic Romantic” might initially feel like mental suffering but after applying words and conversation to the wounds, it is now transformed into pleasure.

In a narcissist approach the ego prevents this person from letting go completely in displaying the romance, but mentally the visual picture of this romance was created and lived into action, but in the reality of it, the ego stopped it from completion. The stop is to protect you from possibly looking unordinary, protection of the person’s life, family, community, culture, and friends. This person’s mind operates in a fashion that desire uncontrollable liberation with the person you love, but understand the responsibilities of the outside world, reality.

The “Realistic Romantic” is the new hybrid of romance, constant internal up and downs between romance and reality, mental happiness and suffering sadness, constantly thinking about all the romantic actions, plans, and situations that they are wanting to do for there loved one, and most of the time portions of those actions are done but never finished as how it was visually seen in the mind.

It is something new, but something interesting

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Monday, July 14, 2008

Technology and Love: Text Message Relationships and Text Sex (Entry 1)

Technology and Love: Text Message Relationships and Text Sex (Entry 1)







Moving further and further away from the typical norm of dating in the fashion of taking either a girl or a guy out on a romantic dinner and than to the movies only to hope that the night ends with an embrace of your lips. We are moving further and further into the world of not just online dating but text message relationships. The interesting thing behind this is that both individuals have each other’s phone number but for some social preference, we choose to text rather than speak. Some studies show that people are afraid of speaking with their voice because that it might propel the relationship to terminate sooner than later. The interesting thing is that moving from sending messages on myspace to text messaging one another, not even ever meeting face to face it is possible to develop a very co dependent like emotional and mental connection. Let’s just say I know first hand and now after 2 years roughly should I take that plunge in meeting with this person or just let it continue for what it has been. What would you do? Relationships glued together by technology when in the area of sex, well this can be very erotic. Yes the physical component is not there in front of you but if you use your mind, you can see and believe everything. Sending text messages back and forth as each other pleasure themselves is becoming so much more common. It is creating a connection that can not go beyond the screen on your phone but this disconnecting attitude in the end makes you use your mind more than if you were laying naked on a bed together. I will go into more complex opinions on this in the next entry but for now I would love to get your feedback on my question.







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