A sparkling Fourth of July

Its a Star-Spangled kind of day.

Diamonds In The Dark,

Diamonds in the sky,

Every heart beats true, 

For the Red, White and Blue.

Fireworks fun,

Fireworks frenzy,

A high flying flag,

Far up in the blue.

Oh say you can see,

All stars, stripes and smiles.

For Hip Hip Hooray,

It's Independence Day.

The land of the free ,

And home of the brave. 

America, America!

My soul and my heart.

Oh American spirit, 

The land that I Love.  

All flowers are not in one garden

Fact or fiction? Realism or Idealism? Which do you prefer?

Does fact mean realism and fiction, Idealism?

Absolutely not!

Alot of people seem to think that realism provide facts that are accurate picture representations of reality. However, what they do not seem to realise is that if you do not believe in a concept such as idealism, then of course you will not see nor experience it's beauty either.

With that being said, what crosses America as so astounding to me is that it has more rugged reality than not, breeds realists in a majority, yet is in fact an idealistic country. As such, my whole view of America has changed quite abit... The US is even more courageous than I thought and blessed to have a mesmerizing minority of triumphing idealists. I dare even say that they built the country and made it into everything I love about it! However, being in the minority is problematic because it means that you flowers out there are not allowed to bloom freely. You, like myself in Sweden, probably face discouragement each and every day. So if you thought you were just another brick in the wall. You are not! You are a rare daffodill in the thrall.

Is it then any wonder that more than 44.3 million Americans suffer from e.g. depression and anxiety, where about half of those are on antidepressants? Now that is realism with some actual substance!

At the top you will fly

The surest way not to fail is to determine to succeed

In the United States of America; no matter what your background is, what country you are from, what income background you are from. No matter what, you can be anything you want to be! Whether it is a goal or visionary dreams, the American dream lies within all of us. But what most people do not consider is that it is so easy to take liberty for granted, when you have never had it taken from you.

For many the dream is the pursuit of a higher education, which is also encouraged (as the sallary is twice as high as opposed to one who only has a high school diploma). But for many, student debts serve as a road block that obstucts them from pursuing this dream. It is seen as an immense burden when in fact the big problem is that the mentality goes wrong. In this case, the word debt should be dismissed and replaced with loan, because debt holds a pressuring negative connotation while loan does not! As such, it should rather be seen as the investement and achievement of a lifetime, a blessing to be able to live the dream.

Falling for the chauvinistic

Like a father to impress
Like a mothers mourning dress
If I ever make a mess
Don't think of me less

Everything is great for one purpose or another. Still it is like arsenik, if you get too caught up in it. So in the case of school, when you do as you are told under pressure, either the outcome or mentality will be very improper.

Therefore the competative behaviour comes down to this:

It is not that you don't win, it is that you absolutely refuse to lose. I'm going for the top and at this point no hinders can stop me.

Warbling mail of a very long tale

Do you notice when a warbling cat is strolling around?
Do you see the life or keep looking down on the gray cement?

I notice the cat! Because I see life and strive for the day when I will not, when I am alive instead of wishing I am...

I always think that there is nothing all you people can say, to change my mind, which is the case. But hence only when I feel discouraged. Because whenever I am encouraged and given nurturance, then I am able to look at different paths with different ways. In addition, I thank the realists for warmingly having a clear understanding of me with their kind helping hands. Given this, everything just seems slightly better: Fears gone. Stress relieved. Motivation ON. On a side note this makes me wonder, if shutting myself down this way for indulgement of the ego is a defense mechanism of some sort.

The american eagle was once almost extinct but it came back

Fear, what's gripping you?

What are we going to leave for the young ones?

Fear of Death
Fear of Failiure
Fear of the Economy
Fear of Insignificance
Fear of Betrayal

These are concepts that the world has been gazing at, dare I say, every single day. And we will keep on gazing at them, however now we have to face them as well, with gloom and doom. Battle lines are being drawn, and we face an era of big changes, an end to life as we know it. You think you are happy? Think again! It is that devil-may care attitude that will bring our civilization down. We are heading fate accompli and it will not be nice. It may be war with a predestined tragic end, a pronounced judgement or (more down to earth) a macabre decision, which we all must face. We could blame the future on the past, however we will not be able to excuse the present. We need to halt an erosion before positive change can appear.

WE must look out for those who need compassion, not fear and deviate it. WE must look twice, not overlook and ignore the ones who are needy. You see, your loving concern makes you a compassionate friend.

Life of Michelle

[Subjective affection when reality is great]
[10.31am]

"A gallant girl with a prodigal talent"

Today I am very late but I feel great
Yesterday I was the centre of puclic debate
because to my trait they could not relate.
But with no hate and a clean slate,
like Alexander the great,
I will have a fine line of fate.
Just wait, dear American state!


[Subjective fear and anxiety when reality is bad]
[9.44pm]

'Is it not quite obvious that there is a Cinderella hurt by evil step sisters'
When events as this one strikes I cannot believe nor understand the god damn injustice and lurking.
There always has to be at least one failiure in everything and of course, presumably me. The reason to why I am victimized is in fact due to my own defficient cognition when in a state of distress and because I am so compassionate and emotive about others. Somehow I can sense their emotional states and personality by just glancing at them, but no one seems to ever percieve a justified understanding of the mysterious me.

Moreover sometimes I feel like I don't have time for these classes and these books, memorizing weak assumptions of lesser mortals. I need to look through… - Find a truly original idea.
That is the only way I will ever distinguish myself - That is the only way I will ever... matter.