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About Me

~ Jackie And The Theory Of Macro-Living ~This life is full of trying times and small frustrations that grow into big ones. Tests and bills, arguments and body image. Loss. Money- my future...my finishing point. The key is to keep everything in perspective. I could go at any second and I dont want to become too preoccupied with What-Ifs and negative terminals and terminal negatives. I know the secret is happiness. To enjoy the beauty life has to offer and I certainly don't want to miss it, but I also don't want to struggle my whole life. I feel pulled between Logic and Universality. But me, I'm trying to keep things Macro. To beeeee less self involved and become more universal in my pursuits. Not to worry so much - not to get so scared - to fail - so nervous to falter. I want to stop.and S L O W D O W N. To breathe and smell and taste and feel. To Love. To create my own world and fashion my own space while staying conscious and aware of my space, how it impacts others and the Others yet to come. MACRO. On my death bed, will I regret that I never finshed my Journalism project.... Or that I never let go of fear?~ M A C R O ~
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In my travels, I've met a motley crue of people. Some just characters...flat and 2 dimentional. Some as round and full as I've ever seen. And these are the people that have helped to shape myself. To those people, you know who you are, thank you. THANK YOU. Who can say if I've been changed for the better, but because I knew you, I am changed for good. I'm learning how to make a life for myself that's distinctly mine and reflects my sense of nature, morality and style. This path hasn't been easy to find. It was a road that was hidden with dried leaves and thick dark mud and it was only through my wanderings that I was able to brush the muck aside and find my true footing. Life for me has changed and I have changed for life.

My Blog

I had a chance and a choice.

My life is small these days. Important, but small. No more protests, no more picket signs, no more wandering through the neighborhood in the middle of the night. No more moshpits, no more riots or bat...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Nov 2008 01:39:00 GMT

"It’s Your life...You can decorate it as you like"

Here I go, Here I come- wound up- bound by love, off to start my life the way I want it, with the man I want. Where money is always a concern and cleanliness is never one. Out of this town, this city,...
Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 17:39:00 GMT

It’s A Small World After All

On days like today, in times like these, I wonder who I'm supposed to please. A world not made for those like me? Do I change the way I've come to be to fit in this society? Or do I continue to arduou...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 20:18:00 GMT

Tonight I cried.

Tonight I cried because my body up and left me. Because I lost sight of myself. Because hidden behind the layers of skin is a girl too scared to see herself again. Tonight I cried for jonathan. Becaus...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:04:00 GMT

The Cliff

I wonder where it goes, life. Does the time just flow and pool at the bottom of some hill? Does all our experiences, our fears, our favorite songs, our poems, our lies... do they all disappear when we...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 22:32:00 GMT

Liza? LIZA!!!

She's dead. They found her body but not the bodies of the other people canoeing with her. How long was it since the canoeing accident? What did it? Did you drown, Liza? Did you crash into someth...
Posted by on Thu, 31 May 2007 01:25:00 GMT

my only chance at greatness

And being old with what she knows she sees how far she has to go. Blinded by a terrible disease never allowing herself to see all the things that she could be- She's missed her chance to join the d...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 17:14:00 GMT

Someday Dreams

Someday I want to wake up next to someone in a great big bed on a cold January morning. I kiss the back of his neck and gently touch his left ear as he sleeps and quietly gasp at the coldness of his f...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 16:59:00 GMT

Distance

Distance. Yes I am she by which I mean - she is me. I arrived here 6 years ago after Loves first bite. The first time struck by the arrow- I arrived and I plan to drop anchor. One mis-step - one bite ...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 11:00:00 GMT

You read me

You want the truth? Read me. Here's the ticket to myself can you validate? Here's a write up of my wrongs can you contemplate? Here's a baring of my mind can you explicate? Here's an insight to m...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 19:18:00 GMT