Monday, September 13, 2010

when i die

With my grandpa dying and everyone wanting to do things their way, I decided I would say a few things I definitely want and hope my loved ones will respect when I die. I don't plan on dying until I am at least 98, so these won't be necessary for a looong time. But I can't help but think about them.
I think it would neat to have a slide show or something with "Into the West" by Annie Lennox playing. Sounds a little weird, right? Here are the lyrics:

"Lay down, your sweet and weary head.
Night is falling.
You have come to journey’s end.
Sleep now, and dream
of the ones who came before.
They are calling,
from across a distant shore.

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see.
All of your fears will pass away.
Safe in my arms, you’re only sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
All souls pass.

Hope fades,
Into the world of night.
Through shadows falling,
Out of memory and time.

Don’t say,
We have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and I will meet again.
And you’ll be here in my arms,
Just sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.
And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
Grey ships pass
Into the West."

I feel like everything I would want to say to my loved ones after I die is in this song; that I am being carried home, that they should not weep, that one day we will meet again. And it is just this beautiful, haunting song.
And then I would want Jill to say some things about me.
And I want everyone to be given wands. And after the speech, I want everyone to lift them up in the air, like they did for Dumbledore.
Then I want glow sticks thrown about and a dance party to ensue because I am in HEAVEN!
I am not joking. This is for real.
And I want to be cremated and my ashes to be buried/thrown somewhere I love, my favorite place, which I don't think I know what that is yet. So let's just say the ocean for now.
But I still want a tombstone, in Norman. That says something really neat, like "now i settle in to watch the universe flow by." or maybe something a bit more off, a Dumbledore quote, or maybe Lil Wayne. Who knows. Something kind of quirky, you know? Like "Robyn Lynn Mitchell: beloved daughter, friend, and cabbage." or something more profound like "Stand Unafraid". So, obviously, that part needs some finalizing.
Anyways, this may have been a downer. Hope not. Heaven awaits.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

listening to emery on a sunday night

I am 22. I see life as a playground, an art piece, an incredible, miraculous chance to create beautiful things. I love red hair. I love swimming. The ocean calls my spirit. It might be my spirit. I think God reaches me through the clouds. He shows himself so clearly in them. I love thunderstorms. I love lightening. I love good music and singing at the top of my lungs. I like the ukulele. I like turtle, foxes, wolves, and owls. I have dreams about alternate realities and future Utopian societies. I get bored with my hair about every month and change it often. Material wise, I think less is best. But I still buy so much jewelry. Apple's hold over America's hearts and souls really annoys me. I love writing poems. I feel like it is more like the universe saying something through me and less like me saying something to the universe. I like Zen. It helps connect to creation, the universe, the Creator, and all existence. I'm still looking for my place in the world. I don't mind the journey. I like massage therapy. I like smelling like sunflower oil all the time. I like going to shows. I feel at peace at shows, it's a place my spirit feels at home. I love being nerdy. I love Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, anime, ect. I love Asian culture, especially Japanese. I love dreads and tattoos. I love watercolors. I love my friends, my true friends, that are more a part of my spirit than anything else. I love people that inspire me. I like the 30s, hippies, steampunk, mythical beings and faeries. I like musicals. I like contradictions. I like chaos. I like feeling infinitely small in the universe, yet a part of the universe, which is infinitely everything. I am an ever changing current, flowing through existence. And I love being.