The Voices in my Head

Not Going to Put That Info Out There!, Indiana, UNITED STATES


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Music feeds my soul, writing purges it...does that make me artistically bulimic? ~Voices~

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If I Can't Be My Own...

April 28th 2008 01:29
In the past several months, I have asked myself several times about the possibility of my own dementia. Deep, dark, devastating dementia. Penetrating to the core of me, a darkness that pervades all thought, even the most mundane or light thoughts..."What should I get for supper tonight?" Answer usually comes in some form of 'what if'. "What if I go to the store and get hit by a semi head on. Would I suffer and linger for years in a coma or would I die immediately, leaving my four children motherless? Spaghetti...definitely spaghetti." As fleeting as a baby's breath, the darkness skurries behind the normal thought and it is forgotten.

More and more, I am becoming aware of this abnormal thought process, and I wonder, is this darkness, this demonic presence that causes me to think such things an extension only of my own mind or the society I live in. The one that has us to prepare wills, just in case. Save money, just in case. Remain in good paying but miserable jobs instead of pursuing dreams, just in case.

Perhaps it's just the reality of miserable propriety. The proper existence, according to society standards. Two incomes, two cars, the perfect home, the right amount of children and money in the bank. Rightness. Perfection. Success. And for those of us that do not buy into those ideals...dementia. Insanity. Irresponsibility. Bottom-feeders. Dreamers. Labels designed to preserve the right and the white of society, to maintain the classes that are crucial to the very foundation of American living. The elite who are admired and the rest of us, who the elite wouldn't exist without. We, the un-elite, are crucial to their success. It is us who provide the wealth they blow on boats and planes. It is us that carry the overwhelming burden of their wealth like the asses they believe us to be...for simply not being them.

Is it just me? Can ALL 'sects' and 'cults' and communal living groups be so awful? Or is it that if the rest of us followed suit..if the rest of us decided to live in such a manner, based on our own religious beliefs, could actually be dangerously close to yanking the rug out from beneath proper society? After all, religious beliefs are protected, we wouldn't have to pay taxes, we wouldn't have to live according to society. We could grow our own foods, carve our own rules and write them on a clean slate without government interference. Taxes would go down the drain, with little dependence on income, or outside resources. What would the elite do? What would those 1% who hold 98% of America's wealth do without us to admire, envy and strive to be like them? Their employees gone, smelling flowers all day rather than sitting in tiny cubicles under flourescent lighting. What woud they do?

We will never find out because before it could continue, our communal living arrangement would be lableled a cult and accusations would begin to leak that children were being molested and society would demand, no, DEMAND that the government take action and the goverment would do that very thing. We would prasie them and be thankful that we live in such a country that no one should have to live any other way...than is socially acceptable. Did we question whether the branch Davidian in Waco Texas actually molest children? I mean, sure, we heard the government-leaked side of the story that the media shoved down our throats but did we question? Did we hear the true story. Of course, what we heard in the media was probably completely true. Afterall, the media is always so truthful, isn't it?

I'm really not a conspiracy theorist. I suppose I would just like another option. Another possibility. Something other than what I perceive to be the only option.

What do you believe would need to happen to create the perfect society? What or where is Utopia in your mind? Show me your dementia...I've already shown you mine.

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Dreams of the Poor

September 17th 2007 22:49
Dreams of the poor are like butterflies in a jar...Beautiful Cruelty.
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Saying Goodbye

March 11th 2007 16:50
Just want to say goodbye. I have had a lot of fun, more than some of you know, being a part of Orble. It's been said before, but I just have taken on too much all the way around. Time to cut back and make some choices. Even though I haven't posted here in a while, I still feel the pressure that it is just another ball dropping out of the air.

Katyzzz, Love your art, keep it up. Thank you for support and friendship!

Ash and JoeBlogg, you have been such an inspiration as I struggled with school this past semester. If it were not for you, I am not sure I would have gotten through it, you freakin' geniuses!

Sarah, Mrs. M, Wendi, Nina, Moonbeam, Ahmed, Adrian, Hellvis, Horrorphile, KylieW, and Cibby, Albea, Tinkster, Lily, Tracy, LaurenD, your comments were always great, I really appreciated them. Good luck in everything. I am sure I will have to add to this list, as there are so many who have been supportive and kind! I will update this as the names come to mind. Please don't take that to mean you are somehow less important..God knows these days, I am likely to forget my own children's names! *smile*

DmD, you taught me how to make the green, squiggly-lined, bitch go away forever. Eternally grateful!

DuskDevi, you have a play with words that is enviable.

KL, may they name a pink bubbly after you.

...blessings to you all!





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Autumn Grace: Part 4

February 13th 2007 00:58
He still wasn’t speaking to her as he put the car in park. He got out and walked around to her car door and opened it, “I want to show you something. Please.” He held out his hand and she took it.

“Do you see that house, the fourth one from the left?” He asked her quietly, pointing to a beautiful, three story Tudor-style house. She nodded


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Autumn Grace: Part 3

February 13th 2007 00:50
Autumn-Grace had snuck into the house much later that night and went straight to her bedroom. She needed to be alone to think about what had happened between her and Tyler.

Lana heard her daughter come in and looked at the clock. It was after 2:00a.m. Lana knew that Autumn-Grace had been at Tyler’s. She had never come in so late before and in her mother’s heart, Lana knew what had happened between the young couple. She sat up on the edge of the bed with mixed emotions. Lana wanted to go to her daughter and talk to her. Instead, she lay back down and fought the urge


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Autumn Grace: Part 2

February 13th 2007 00:43
Autumn-Grace came to a screeching halt at the full-service station. As she waited for an attendant, she grew angrier as she rehashed the conversation with her mother. “I have a problem…” she muttered under her breath. She looked at the clock and then back at the gas station. Still no one came. She knew what was going on. This was a perfect example of what she had been trying to tell her mother. She couldn’t believe her relationship was this big of an issue for the small-minded bigots in her small town. With every passing minute that she sat there, she grew angrier. She refused to leave. They would provide service to her, no matter how long she had to wait. Finally, after about fifteen minutes, an attendant lumbered out to the car.

“Can I help you?” The older gentleman asked her, as he absent-mindedly chewed on a toothpick and leaned against the driver’s side door


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Autumn Grace: Part 1

February 13th 2007 00:30
Autumn-Grace sat at the kitchen table with her mother, Lana. They stared at each other as the ceiling fan hummed and the blades made dark shadows on the walls. It pulled the odor of burning leaves in through the open window to mix with the faint lilac scent of the card and torn envelope on the table. It was an invitation to a cousin’s rehearsal dinner. Lana and Autumn-Grace were invited. Tyler was not.

Everyone knew that Autumn-Grace was dating Tyler. This was the third invitation over the past few months that had specifically excluded Tyler, in her mind, and Autumn-Grace was furious. Lana almost smiled but thought better of it


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SOMEWHERE OUT THERE, IN (AP)- The scene outside the Jr./ Sr. highschool today was chaos. Swat teams, Navy SEaLs, the FBI, and undercover agents canvassed the school in search of a stolen IPod.

Heading up the investigative...investigation was The Voices in my Head, a.k.a. Voices or 'Mama Uh, Mama Uh' to her friends


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Gutterpunk Scumbags and IPods: UPDATED

January 17th 2007 07:52
Wow. First I would like to say that I am normally a very nice person. In all fairness, I don't even know for absolute certainty that I wrote the following post last night. I think I blacked out from the rage. Take what you are about to read, with a measure of understanding that I am just a mom, pissed off, because someone did something wrong to my child. Okay? I guess what I am saying...is still respect me in the end. *smile*


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Homepage Display Defaults

January 12th 2007 17:53
The last several days, I have noticed when logging into the homepage, it is defaulted to show only posts with 30 votes or more. I change it to 10 or more everytime but it goes back to the default of 30 or more. Why is this happening? Is anyone else noticing this?

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Recent Comments

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

April 2nd 2007 23:08
Lily,
Lovely Lady Lily from Oz...I miss reading your work. I can't wait until I have a nice long luxurious afternoon off to stop by and catch up...

Until then, good luck with everything!

Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

April 2nd 2007 23:07
Sara,
Thank you for those words...I so appreciate them. Music to a writer's ears, that!

Thanks again and good luck with everything!
Voices

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

April 2nd 2007 23:05
Kylie,
I have always enjoyed your comments...I will miss them. As things begin to settle down here, I will stop by for my fix...*smile*

Thank you and good luck with everything.
Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

April 2nd 2007 23:03
Damo,
You fool no one...you're still thinking about that cheeseburger! *smile*

Thank you and good luck in everything...

Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

March 12th 2007 11:51
Jessicca,
Thanks so much for that. It has been a tough choice to make but...you know how it goes. I appreciate you stopping by...good luck in everything!

Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

March 12th 2007 11:50
Nina,
Good luck to you in everything. I'm sorry I didn't get that one post done. I will get it posted before I leave. I'm still a blog member at this time on MM.

Thanks for everything and all my best to you and yours.
Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

March 12th 2007 11:48
DuskDevi,
Same to you!

All my best,
Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

March 12th 2007 02:24
Ahmed,
That is the cutest goodbye ever! I will come around sometime and be the 800 gazzillionth visitor to your site! *smile*

All my best!
Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

March 11th 2007 23:27
Luke,
Thanks...same to you!

Voices~

Comment by The Voices in my Head
on Saying Goodbye

March 11th 2007 23:16
Mrs. M,
Here's hoping! All the best to you in everything...thanks for everything.

Voices~