Wednesday, December 15, 2010

wE WilL ChAnGE thE WORLD

WE will change the world, one child at a time,
With One man, and one woman.
We will change the world with a thousand voices, Singing songs of freedom.
With shouts of joy, and cries for peace.
We will change the world one meal at a time.
Feeding the hungry, and clothing the naked.
We will rebuild the torn homes, the tattered cities, and the deserted towns.
We will grow strong together, teaching others how to survive.
We will change the world with hope, and strength.
The road to freedom is long and uneven.
Our task is not a simple one.
Many will stand in our way, holding us back from our goal.
But we will fight!
Tearing down the walls built to close us out.
Filling the holes meant for our graves.
Building bridges so that we may cross the rivers.
WE will stand tall.
Nothing will stop us.
Together, we will change the world.



12~15~2010

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

For Faulkner 7~12~2010

metal rings, Nails blots and screws.
He knows.
Hammers and saws, Wheels and boards.
Guns everywhere.
Taking it apart to make it better.
I want to help him.
Misunderstood, a brilliant mind.
He loves one but not the other, Change is the enemy.
He hates so he cant be hurt. Love is a stranger.
He only cares to see a few, Don't get close.
Feelings unexpressed, hes going to blow.
His heart, Broken one to many times.
He sees no point.
Always alone, left to his thoughts, a genius in the making.
There is Hope, he will not stray.
He laughs in Gods face, proving his absence.
Give him a fact and he will twist it, Give him a lie and you will believe it.
Five minutes ans hes memorized it, nothing passes him.
He says there is no soul, God is a joke, and there is nothing but us.
Somethings wrong.
Another day lived and I see him, down to the very soul he doesn't believe in.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Everything and Nothing

Everything and Nothing
04~19~10

I want to go, and see, and do, and be, everything, and everyone, then nothing, and no one.

I want it all, everything, and nothing.

Let me be. Let them see

I want you, I want them, I want him, and her.

Let me have it.

Nothing thats all. Thats it.

It will be. They will see. Nothing, but everything.

At the same time, at no time, every time.

Give me, give you.

Give. Thats all just give.

Share it. Its for both of us.

Its for fun, for life, for everything and nothing.

We want it. They want it. Everyone and no one.

Just give it and you will see, me, you and every nothing in the world.

You and I forever and ever.

Amen.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

The Lights 3~17~10

You did it again, You forgot the lights. She never forgets.
You stick your vile tongue in my mouth. Do you think I enjoy it? It tastes like cigarettes, making me sick.
Vodka lingers on your breath, blood stains my shirt.
My lips busted, my legs bruised. She saw them, my bruises. She cried, trying to hide the tears as they fell. But I saw them.
You never say you love me, You never say you care.
Why am I with you? I love her not you. Why can't I leave? Fear. it keeps me here, trapped with you.
She cares, you dont. You take me when you want, I never have any say. I'm hers. not yours.
Tonight I leave, Tonight I say no.
I can trust her.
You say loving a woman is wrong, I say loving you was wrong.
I wasted to much time on you, hoping you would get better, thinking I couldnt do any better than you.
Well I did. She is better. I say I dont deserve her...she thinks otherwise.
I dont need you.
You say I will be back. But your wrong.
Good-bye and...
Dont forget the lights...You always forget the lights.

the lights.
3/17/10

Friday, March 26, 2010

Sweet Dreams Mary Jean

Sweet Dreams Mary Jean
Chelsea Cauthen
03~16~10

Sweet Dreams Mary Jean. Thats what he said to her, right before he raped her, right before he slit her throat, right before he burned her body.
Sweet Dreams Mary Jean, That was the last thing she heard. He took her away from her home, took her happiness, took her life.
Sweet Dreams Mary Jean, She will never see her mother again, never hug her daddy.
Sweet Dreams Mary Jean, Her life, taken before it could even begin.
Sweet Dreams Mary Jean, Never again will you smile, never again will you laugh. Your life is over, your days are through.
So please, Sweet Dreams Mary Jean, Sweet Dreams.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Sun Flowers

Here are some pics I took of sun flowers mom bought.









































Wednesday, October 21, 2009

The Orionid meteor shower

I got up at 3:30 this morning to watch the Orionid meteor shower. I not only got to see some meteors but also got to see the stars. It was a VERY clear morning sky so I could see everything. The stars were BEAUTIFUL (as usual) and the meteors were really cool. I kept a count of how many I saw. There were 35 in total. (give or take 2 or 3 ^_^) Yes I know not that many for 2 hours. But I thought it was a great achievement. It was (from my point) Not a very active shower, but still amazing. They were few and far apart but it was definitely worth it. If my calculations are right I saw around 8 every 30min. I made a chart at the tail end of the shower. It probably is not very accurate but hey its what I got! lol



Meteorite Frequency 4:48 10-21-09



Log 1

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Number Time

25 4:51

26 4:51

27 4:52

28 4:57

29 4:58

30 4:59



* At this time 5:00 I went in due to cold and loneliness.

came back out at 5:25 and started a new log.



Meteorite Frequency 5:25 10-21-09



Log 2

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Number Time

31 5:27

32 5:35

33 5:40

34 5:53

35 6:00



I went in at 6:02 They were getting a little to far apart for me. :p

Hope you enjoyed this.

Chelsea

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Spinoza's God, Individual Choice and Society

I found this while trying to make god make sense. I think he has a great point, I'm not sure that god is nature but it makes more since than anything else I've heard. but I won't be getting into all that. It is a very good article.
~~Enjoy!


By James Craig Green
The following is a bit of philosophy inspired by the Dutch philospher Spinoza, modified by my own interpretation and experience:
NATURE is everything. There is mass, energy, atoms, molecules, life, thought, people, societies, galaxies and perhaps even multiple universes (pure speculation). But there is nothing outside nature, including spiritual visions and other phenomena we don't yet understand. If they exist, they are part of nature.
Spinoza asserted that for a concept of god to make any sense at all, it must simply be nature. That is, god cannot be something outside nature that controls it, but must necessarily be part of it. According to Spinoza, God IS nature. While Spinoza was excommunicated from his Jewish community in Amsterdam and condemned by Christians as well for being an atheist, he was very devoutly religious. He saw the traditional anthropomorphic (man-like) god as an abomination, completely rejecting the wonder of nature, from which life comes. To Spinoza, nature is the true expression of God. And each of us is part of it. Unfortunately, his highly technical, mathematical style of writing limited widespread appreciation of his work.
The point is, we all come from our environment, live for a while, and return to it. Nothing magical or mystical; just nature and all its various expressions - most of which we do not yet comprehend.
A person is just a temporary expression of the environment that takes on certain characteristics such as consciousness, selfishness and a need for certain feelings of independence. However, because we each depend on our environment for air, food, companionship, etc, (as well as our parents for our genes and initial upbringing), we can never be completely independent of it. Nor would most of us want to be.
A society is a collection of individuals. It can be organized in a variety of different ways, and is always changing. A static society is virtually impossible, because its composition of unique individuals is always changing. Just like the atoms and molecules in our bodies are always changing - but always organized by our genes and certain processes into this thing we call "self."
Now, for the short time each of us exists, we are a unique, but dynamic collection of "hardware" and "software." Not only are the information, value and belief systems we hold constantly changing; the body and brain themselves are constantly changing. This is partly due to aging, partly due to stress, happiness and a variety of other factors we are only beginning to understand - and many others we may never understand.
Each of us views the world from our own selfish perspective, which has been molded by our genes and environment, including relationships with others. An abused child may turn out to be a criminal. It doesn't do any good to moralize and talk about how bad that person is and how much (s)he should be punished for killing or robbing someone, although that is 100% of the focus of all legal and judicial systems. What matters is how we each make the lifestyle choices to keep our lives sane, happy, productive and relatively safe. There is no guaranteed safety, job, investment, trend or society. There are only millions of individual choices people make to try to make sense out of their lives. What we know as "truth" today may be proven fantasy tommorrow. That is the nature of an honest search for knowledge. And, as uncomfortable as this conclusion might be to some, the essence of science is uncertainty.
Some people get what they want by cheating or manipulating others. I don't like it when others do this to me, but it is my responsibility to detect this, confront it and if necessary, to do something about it. "Bad" people exist and "good" people exist, but none of us can agree on what these two confusing words mean. So it's up to each of us to make choices we think will make our lives better. Our individual choices of which associations to belong to are a fundamental part of this. We make decisions based on which of these associations we feel will help us meet our goals. Few of us agree on the value and usefulness of any particular association.
Now, why do we need a single super parent to tell us all what to do? Why do we need words on parchment and confused, misinterpreted agreements between a few people who lived a long time ago to regulate our daily lives? Some would say because it's always been done that way, and we can't buck tradition.
That's fine with me. If someone wants to live their life by different rules than me (how could they do otherwise?), let them make the rules, get together with those who agree with those rules, and make whatever society or association they want. And if they believe a big bad wolf is going to come down from the mountains and eat them, then they can work very hard to built a fence, hire a guard and protect themselves from it. But why should they force people who have different views of the risk to pay for it? And why should people who think that pollution, or population growth, or communists, or trilateralists, or Rush Limbaugh, are the most evil things in the world be forced to pay for someone else's view of what is most important? Don't we all evaluate this differently? And have different risk assesments?
The power of individual choice is stronger than any collective seeking to supress it, but only among those who have discovered it and have learned how to express it.
Each of us shares to some extent a common environment (planet earth), and few of us can live well or happily as hermits or complete non-conformists. We drive on one side of the road and stop at lights because it's in our interest to do so, not because the Wizard of Oz behind the curtain said to do it. In fact, we often disobey laws we think are trivial or stupid, and more of these exist every day. If enough of us change our minds about what is in our best interests; believe me, the pathetic old man behind the curtain will have no choice but to go along. And yet many of us think he is in charge, and has unlimited power and knowledge.
Like Rodney King said, "Can't we all learn to get along?" I would add, "Can't those of us who think the rest of us should live like them, just lighten up a bit?" And show a little respect for the TRUE tolerance and diversity of individuals?
Some of us are strong and smart. Some are weak and dumb, and all possible variations in between. But in my biased view, accumulated through the information and values I currently have stored in my cerebral database, my life can be most happy and productive when I respect the differences between us, accept everyone for what they are (even criminals), and simply take the action I need to take to further my own interests. I don't do this at the exclusion of everyone else. But I do it recognizing that my life is more important to me than it is to anyone else. And I have absolutely no apologies to offer or any feelings of guilt because I do not put aside my own interests to work for "society" or anyone I may choose not to associate with, for whatever reason makes sense to me.
I am not blinded by the fantasy that some collective association is going to look out for my interest before its own. The people who run every organization are probably just as selfish as I am, but often won't admit it.
I knew a wonderful man named Karl Hess. He was once asked, if given a chance to save the universe or his wife Therese, which he would choose. "Therese, of course" he said. "The universe can fend for itself."
A plea for sanity in human society:

http://www.waterwind.com/spinoza.html

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Friday, December 19, 2008

photography









This is my Violin that my aunt gave me! Isn't she pretty??

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Eliya

This story was on yahoo news It is a vary sad story and I wish I could help give him a home. If I EVER become a Doctor ( but I"m thinking about becoming a nurse and joining the peace core.) I would be a doctor without boarders.


RUTSHURU, Congo – Nobody knows what to do with him now.
The small child with a bullet-shattered wrist was crying alone in a house full of corpses when he was found last week by a stranger fleeing a gunbattle between rebels and pro-government militias in eastern Congo.
The man carried the boy from the village of Kiwanja to a tiny hospital several miles away and the two- or three-year-old infant spent the night screaming and his days silent, medical staff said.
One week later, the boy's name is about all they know.
"He finally opened up and told them, 'My name is Eliya,'" said Francois Bahuga, a nurse at the main hospital in Rutshuru, a small town perched amid chilly terraced hills in the heart of territory newly overrun by rebels.
Eliya now talks timidly to some to other children. "But he still won't talk to us," Bahuga said. "He is clearly traumatized. He's having nightmares."
The tragic story is just one of many being told here after Congo's recent explosion of fighting began in August, displacing 250,000 people. The violence has shattered hopes the nation's first-ever democratic election in 2006 would usher in a peaceful era.
That vote was the culmination of a deal that had finally unified Congo after a 1998-2002 war ripped it apart, leaving huge chunks of the vast central African nation under the control of rival rebel groups and foreign armies.
Today, fighters loyal to a new rebel leader, Laurent Nkunda, again control large swaths of the east. And after a lightening advance in late October across the green valleys of North Kivu province, Nkunda's territory has expanded again. Rebels are now collecting road taxes, replacing town officials with their own and forcibly recruiting young men and children into their ranks, aid workers say.
Nkunda took up arms in 2004 and claims he is fighting to protect minority ethnic Tutsis from Rwandan Hutu rebels who fled here after Rwanda's 1994 genocide of more than 500,000 people, mostly Tutsis. In Congo, the two ethnic groups live among hundreds of others.
The government sees Nkunda as a puppet of neighboring Rwanda, which invaded twice in the 1990s to rout the Hutu militias but plundered the area instead, according to critics.
Nkunda's fiefdom is in a stunningly beautiful province shadowed by mist-shrouded volcanoes. But the beauty belies the poverty in the area where most people live hand to mouth. They are unable to farm their fields — rich volcanic soil ripe with potatoes, beans, corn and bananas — because they are afraid of armed groups who roam through them.
The few police and army around offer little protection; like the warring militias and rebels who roam the hills, security forces are accused of raping and pillaging.
In such a lawless place, Eliya's future would have been grim by any measure. Now, his parents are almost certainly dead, there are no orphanages to take him in, and more than 1 million adults in the province of 6 million are living as refugees, struggling to feed themselves and their own children.
Bahuga said Eliya was the first war orphan he had seen at Rutshuru hospital.
Today, there are four, and two others who lost one parent.
"Caring for orphans, that's something new for us," Bahuga said. "The conflict is getting more violent by the day."
Congo ought to be rich, but its abundant supply of diamonds, gold, copper, tin and rubber, have bred corruption and left many fighting instead.
Congo's story today can be told on the main road running north of the government-held provincial capital, Goma. Tiny jagged islands of tarmac are all that remain of a route that long ago was paved.
Traveling north from the provincial capital, the track winds past Kibati, where 60,000 people who fled the fighting in late October are huddled under a sea of smoky tents beside the slopes of Nyiragongo, an active volcano.
The road passes blue-helmeted peacekeepers standing atop armored personnel carriers, then a final army checkpoint and 800 yards of empty no-mans land.
Near the front line, whole villages are abandoned. Rebels, wearing olive green uniforms nearly identical to those of government troops on the other side, have moved into empty black wood homes, rocket launchers and automatic weapons pointing at the road. Two carried a crate of Primus beer.
Further into rebel territory, is an abandoned refugee camp at Kibumba where tens of thousands had sought refuge after similar skirmishes last year and fled when fighting drew near two weeks ago.
By the roads, spent tank shells are scattered among ripped black boots, leftovers from the army's retreat. A smashed red and white cell-phone tower lies twisted onto itself, knocked down by a bomb blast. Handfuls of women and children walk barefoot, lugging giant wads of beanstalks on their backs.
On Thursday at Rutshuru hospital, Eliya slept on an iron bed in the corner of a room packed with gunshot victims.
When he woke on his thin mattress, a young man picked him up and held him. The French charity Doctors Without Borders is paying the 34-year-old a few dollars a day to care for and feed him.
Wrapped in a purple cloth, Eliya's bulky lips sagged forlornly. His liquid brown eyes were both despondent and blank. He rested his heavily bandaged left wrist on a cushion.
And he did not say a word.
Bahuga, the nurse, said little was known about the man who brought Eliya in on Nov. 6. But the hospital will send a team to Kiwanja to find out if anybody knows who the boy is, or if he has any living relatives.
"It will be difficult, maybe impossible, to find anyone to take him," Bahuga said. "Most people are preoccupied trying to survive. Don't ask me what we are going to do."


Caretaker Peter Kasereka, 34, holds an orphaned two- or three-year-old boy named Eliya.
Yahoonews.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Fall Collection part 1
























Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Zeppelin taking to the skies over Bay Area

I found this on yahoo. It's pretty cool. I want to fly in one!

Flying in the world's largest airship is a very quiet, smooth-as-silk experience. The six-cylinder aircraft engines hum unobtrusively, allowing the ship's 12 passengers to chat easily among themselves and the crew in the narrow gondola. Grand vistas can be seen through large windows, some of which can be opened. That was the view on Monday from Moffett Field, where a new company called Airship Ventures cranked up its marketing machine to introduce zeppelinrides in the United States after a 71-year hiatus brought on by the Hindenburg disaster in 1937, the onset of World War II and the eclipse of ocean liner-in-the-sky airships by airplanes. Airship Ventures takes off on Friday with four flights from the Mountain View airfield. It's not for everyone: A one-hour flight from eitherMoffett or Oakland International Airport is $495 per person, and two hours is $950. The company will start using Charles M. Schulz Sonoma CountyAirport next month, where a one-hour Wine Country ticket is $525 and two hours $975. It is, however, a terrific ride. For 30 minutes, a group of media members cruised at 1,350 feet and 34 knots with Katharine Board - the only female zeppelin pilot in the world - at the controls. The zeppelin lands on a dime, and the lift comes from lighter-than-air helium. This is no blimp. Zeppelins have a light, rigid metal and carbonfiber framework that is covered with a synthetic canvas hull - just waiting to be adorned with your company logo for yet another fee. Blimps do not have internal rigid frames. Alas, with the gloomy haze shrouding the Bay Area and visibility of no more than 2 1/2 miles, passengers on the flight had to use their imaginations about the picturesque landmarks and vistas that might have been seen through the windows. As it was, the 246-foot airship hovered and passed over Moffett Field,offering scenes of FEMA trailers and airplane hangars and a great view of the future offices of Airship Ventures, the Silicon Valley start up that had the audacious idea of leasing one of the three zeppelins in the world,hauling it by ship from Hamburg, Germany, to Beaumont, Texas, and then last week flying it in a six-stop route to its new home at Moffett. The zeppelin took several passes over the new offices. They were the bachelor officers' quarters of the former Moffett Naval Air Station,complete with swimming pool and bar, now being remodeled. The idea to lease the airship, manufactured in Germany by ZeppelinLuftschifftechnik GmbH, a modern-day offshoot of the historic company thatmanufactured the original zeppelins, came to Brian Hall, the founder and CEO of Mark/Space, a software company, and his wife Alexandra Hall, the former executive director and CEO of the Chabot Space & Science Center in Oakland. They knew that the manufacturer's zeppelin sightseeing operation near Lake Constance, at the borders of Switzerland, Austria and Germany, was successful and that it could be that and more in the Bay Area, which has good weather over 10 to 11 months, compared with seven in Germany, and adesirable demographic. The German operation is so successful, said Michael Schieschke, chief operating officer of Zeppelin Luftschifftechnik, who was aboard Monday,that the company has a backlog of 10,000 tickets. He thinks the business model will thrive here. "You have magnificent, ever-changing scenery, and as I flew here I thought, if it can't be done here, I don't know where," he said. True, if the view includes whales, dolphins, coast, Wine Country and more- something more than the NASA Ames Research Center. Monday's weather and a tanking economy notwithstanding, it is full-speed ahead for Airship Ventures. 'This is a luxury experience," Hall said aboard the third flight of the day Monday. "It's intended to either be a treat for yourself or loved one.We have companies booking it for their top-selling people, people celebrating wedding anniversaries and birthdays." One of the Halls' investors, Esther Dyson, said she is so impressed with the plan that she is "about to put in a bit more money to help us through the turbulence." The first charter customer, on Halloween, is a band called Abney Park,which performs in a genre called steampunk - a meld of fantasy and speculative fiction, or what Hall said is something like "Jules Verne meets the Victorian Age." The day works for Abney Park, because the band will be in San Jose for a steampunk convention. One of its song's is titled "Airship Pirate," which did give Hall some pause. "We will have to give them the extra frisking so they don't try to commandeer our ship," said Hall. Hopefully, it will be clear skies for Abney Park, whose members will becoming in costume. The complete, 12-seat gondola for a one-hour flight out of Moffett or Oakland rents for $5,750. It's $6,100 in Sonoma.Zeppelin rides Not a blimp: A zeppelin is a rigid airship developed in the late 1800s by German Count Ferdinand von Zeppelin. Characterized by a covered cylindrical frame supported by internal gas cells, it is different from the more common blimp, which does not have a rigid frame. Tickets: A one-hour flight on Airship Ventures' zeppelin is priced at $495per person; two hours is $950. When and where: Beginning Friday, Airship Ventures will operate at Moffett Field in Mountain View and Oakland International Airport.
Source: Chronicle research, http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/c/a/2008/10/28/MN8K13P1J4.DTL

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

skateboarding




















they just made it down that hill.




she likes a variety



WE went skateboarding while Alex and Marli were here. Sorry there are no pics of Joey he would not let me put his picture on my blog. no pics of me I'm behind the camera. I did ride but not down that hill. I took the small hill. :)

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