Monday, February 22, 2010

A brave one...

It's truly astounding to notice and come to terms with how much of our society is based on fear. Individual minds are conditioned that way because that is all anybody knows any more. Or maybe ever. Right out of the womb we must obey our parents... or else. Then we go to school and we have to follow the rules, listen to the teacher and play nice with the other kids... or else. Fine. That's fine. I'm not an anarchist... there needs to be order and boundaries. But the deepest cut is made when we start paying attention to our faith and beliefs. We are told that we have to check off certain things on our lists... or else God will not love us. We aren't good. We aren't worthy. We aren't worth anything in the eyes of the Higher Power...

Nope. Not buying that. I am calling religion out. It's all about FEAR. I'm stating the obvious here. You all have thought this through. I am actually calling bull shit on the idea of putting God in a box. I believe in God with everything I have. And I know deep down to my CORE that He (or She) has no problem with me saying that.

I'm really not afraid to question the hell out of existence. And I like it that way. This is new for me. I used to lay awake at night and have panic attaks as a little girl worried that I was going to hell.

Can you really...HONESTLY... believe that God is conditional? I can't. Just can't do it. And I don't think that a book can possibly define what we believe is God. Sure, people have extraordinary spiritual gifts and experiences... we have received wonderful revelation... but how ignorant of us to think that's all there is to it. We think out society is so advanced... I think that that assumption is a sign that we are still very primitive.

I think God and our existence is so much grander and more wonderful than we have any clue of. I think we have absolutely nothing to be afraid of. I think we attempt to scratch the surface of what life means...only to find a dead end because we live in a 3-dimensional world. And we only have 5 senses. We poke around at it... scrapes here and there...

Good times.

I'm not going to hell. God gave me a brain so I could use it. Same with you. Fear is crippling. Maybe that's what "hell" is....

Let's just LOVE, shall we?

Monday, February 8, 2010

Holy Shit.

Sometimes... most of the time... it sucks seeing good in people. You see their soul. You see it in their eyes. But that doesn't mean that they see it. Their own fucking brains are in the way.

And then I'm taken advantage of. My "T & A" post if for real. IT IS REAL. I fucking hate men and I wish I were a lesbian. But, alas, I'm not...

I'm not going to get any satisfaction right now about the whole thing. It will be later on in life. People who fucking take advantage of people will have to deal with bad karma. Especially when they fuck around with people with hearts of gold. I'm a good girl. A good girl, and I don't deserve to have my heart thrown around. I'm a 23-year-old virgin, for crying out loud. And I'm hot. What the fuck.

I have an analogy for how my energy is right now: ya know when you spin around in a twisty chair? It's so fun. And then all of a sudden, you stop abruptly and start spinning the other way. It is the weirdest sensation....

So here's to you: Way to get some. I know it's all a game for you. Yeah, man. Way to be cool. You got some sweet action from a Davis Girl. And Hey! You even drive a hotrod. Soooooo cool. Buddy... you don't know who just fucked around with.

And....

I forgive you. And I pity you. You must be hurting inside.

P.S. One wise woman said this... "There are two types of men in the world: Ones that hold your hand and ones that do you. And the ones that do you aren't worth a damn."

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Dear "Gentlemen",

STOP BEING ASSHOLES.
I dare you.

Love,
Cass

Monday, December 28, 2009

T & A

It's true. Guys want one thing: ass. That's it. No joke. They will tell you it's not true. They'll be all cutesy, take you dancing, touch your face, whatever. It's all bullshit. They're clever, those men. It's just too damn bad I have personality and brains. It's also too damn bad I respect myself. I could be getting lots of ass myself on a daily basis. But, alas, I personally believe there is more to life than sex. As a Gemini lady, I must make an intellectual connection before anything else. But NOOOOO. My rack gets in the way of having an any kind of intelligent conversation with a male.
You can rely on this. I have a single mom who is gorgeous and has dated many men over the past 10 years. I have two gorgeous younger sisters. I, myself, have a cornucopia of experiences. Because of my eternal optimism and child-like joy, I've always thought... there must be a cool dude out there somewhere.... HA. It's become quite clear that it's all shit.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE the physical stuff... but, my hell. What happens after? That stuff doesn't last every hour of every day.

What to do, what to do....

Maybe I'll join a convent.

But I'm sure I'll go back to my childish optimism tomorrow.

Thank you for listening. This may all be caused by the recent revival of Alanis Morissette's "Jagged Little Pill" in my car.

I am SUCH a Gemini.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Top 5 Favorite Movies

1. Breakfast at Tiffany's
2. Good Will Hunting
3. Singin' in the Rain
4. Meet Joe Black
5. Inglourious Basterds

More to come. I was just excited that I made a decision about this.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Meanies.

People are afraid to be nice.

Yes. AFRAID.

Last year, I learned that ALL emotions stem from one of two things: LOVE or FEAR. It's that simple. Negative = Fear. Postitive = Love.

The people who are mean, rude and conceited are AFRAID.

You know what else? NEVER take it personally. When someone tells you that you're a fat pig, it's not actually about YOU. Think about that. It's about THEM and their insecurities. So... know that. Live in love. Be nice.

Monday, May 25, 2009

What do you do when you've done everything you could but it still isn't enough?  In fact, it's counterproductive?  You give someone you dearly love everything you have for years, believe in them, support them, laugh with them, think they are the shit... only to find out that the cause of their unhappiness is you and they won't tell you why.  What the HELL do you do??