Love is Love

This is a topic I am very protective about. People always have their right to an opinion, but when that opinion starts to hurt people, cause injuries, and even death, then that opinion shouldn't be around any more. As the pictures above say, Love is Love. And truer words could not have been spoken. http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/upshot/video-shows-bully-attacking-15-old-gay-student-184016355.html The guy that got beat up did nothing wrong. All he wanted to do was love someone. The guys doing the beating was hating because he couldn't be loved. If you don't support love in all shapes, sizes, and genders than you don't deserve love. We can't just sit back and let someone else handle what's going on. We have to take charge and move toward a brighter future where everyone can love anyone.

Bullies

There are many kinds of them. Bullies can start off as a friend or a close relative or even a grown up. They are everywhere and they can hurt. You must be thinking that there aren't any bullies where you work or go to school and if that's true, then you are the bully. If you know there are bullies where you are then find your courage to stand up to them. If you are getting picked on then help someone who is. I know that if someone was getting hurt I would have the courage to confront them, but what about you? Would you be willing to save someone you don't even know? Would you be willing to help someone with a disability? Would you be the one to step in when someone is in a fight with someone twice their size? If so then you are a bigger person then 75% of people on this earth.

Voice

Everyone has a voice whether you can hear them or not. Some are louder than others, and those are the ones we tend to listen to the most. We listen only to the people yelling the loudest or saying the most. Do we ever listen to the people who aren't screaming at us? Do we listen to the little voice in the back of our head saying things? Sometimes we tend to ignore that voice due to people telling us it's wrong. Did you ever stop and think that maybe your own voice was the right one? Or what about the people that can't even speak their opinion because their voice has been taken away? Everyone has a right to say what they want. Everyone should be able to have people listen to them and hear what they have to say. Everyone should be able to stand up for themselves and speak out against or for something. Everyone should have a voice.

Angels

Angels. We know what they are. We wish we could see ours. We hope that our loved ones have become them. There are many different types of angels. There are the Arch Angels, the Guardian Angels, and Fallen Angels. You probably know all about the Arch Angels so I wont waste your time talking about them. You probably have heard about Guardian Angels but don't know the entire truth about them. We all have one whether or not we know it. I like to believe that mine is just like me. That he is a spunky angel who's up to taking on my outrageous attitude. I've wanted to know who my angel is ever since I was little. Finally after a long time of looking everywhere to figure out how to know your guardian angels name, it finally came. I was sitting on my couch reading when there was just this whisper in my head. It was a voice that I had never heard and it said my guardian angels name. I am choosing not to reveal it on here because I don't want to make my angel mad :). But anyway no I can talk to him and just know that he's there on my side. Enough about Guardian Angels, you are probably asking yourself, what are Fallen Angels? Fallen Angels are angels that have been banished from Heaven and have to live out the rest of their existence between here and Heaven. Never being aloud to interact with us but not being about to hang out with the other angels. Aside from my personal Guardian Angel, I think that these guys are the coolest. I secretly kind of hope that my Guardian Angel was a Fallen Angel but ended up redeeming himself. I think it still might be his punishment that he has to be my angel though :).

10 Different Countries

This post will not be about anything really other than a thank you to all of you that read this blog. This blog has now been read on ten different countries around the world. The ten countries are the U.S., Philippines, Malaysia, Germany, India, Canada, Netherlands, Panama, Australia, and New Zealand. Whether this is your first time reading my blog or you log on everyday to see if there is a new post, thank you. You have completely made me year by putting my blog on all of your countries.

Dreams

Dreams are what keeps us from going off the edge. Dreams take us to a place where we only wish we could be. Dreams are our alternative reality. Every night, that reality changes. Sometimes we remember our fabulous world and other times, its just drop of water in the ocean of forgettable things. Dreams can tell us things that we might not have noticed in our conscious state. The subconscious is able to break things down better while we're asleep and tell us this in our dreams. As you can see,  I was not able to just choose just one photo. I am a very big dreamer. I even have a dream journal that I would recommend to anyone willing to try it. After a while of writing down your dreams, they seems to become more vivid and easier to remember. You all must be thinking that I'm talking about a journal that I write down my hopes and dreams for the future, but no. I'm talking about a journal about pink zebras dancing with flowers. Those kinds of crazy-never-in-a-million-years-you-are-ever-going-to-see dreams.

Love

I have written about numerous topics. Most include some sort of pain. Whether the pain is visible to all or not isn't the point. The only topic I have yet to talk about is love. Love is in everything, even if you don't see it. Love is in a new baby being born. Love is in the way to elderly couple look at each other. Love is in death. Love is everywhere. There's no escaping it. By now some of you must be thinking, "What ha gotten into her?! What happened to all the pain and suffering in the world?" And you're right. There's no way to escape the pain in this world either. Love and pain are both in death. When we lose a loved one there's pain. Without love there would be no pain. Without pain there would be no love. When you see two elderly people holding hands and looking deeply into each others eyes, you can tell that there is love for each other.