Sunday, March 10, 2013
Comments
I am obssessed with comments, I am unsure why. Top 10 comments will recieve special craft emails and what not by moi. If there are 10. :....(
Duct Tape Flower Pen
I know, I know. Now crafts? Yes. Here's a picture of one of my earlier works:
.jpg) Tease all you want, I like it. The image was included in one of my other blogs, www.craftables.blogspot.com check it out! Anyway, for those of you hoping for a tutorial, here's a video for all ye undead intrests.IF THE VIDEO IS NOT SHOWN, IT HAS NOT YET BEEN PREVIEWED ON YOUR SOFTWARE. COMMENT IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE SENT A LINK ON TH VIDEO, INCLUDING YOUR NAME AND EMAIL ADDRESS. NAME DOES NOT NEED TO BE REAL. |
Continuum of Happiness
Thought of this- Over the break, I felt the necessity of blogging. It's to my greatest dissapointment that no comments have been posted. Oh, if only! Anyway, ventuing thoughout life, I've discovered another part of happiness. T.V. Really. The way the movies mentally enhance your personal images of life are great. Many can say that Earth unravels from the very roots of imagination. T.V broadcasts the images, and teaches you and, for some of you, your children their personalities. Though different people take different interpretations of T.V, without, you can notice from old people, that their personalities are all perfectly the same, from physically learning from one another. It's true. Screens are the newest shining light. They illuminate our paths.
For some, being slumped against a food stained, on sale, delux mini beanbag chair leaking beans, watching the latest American Idol is a therapy necessary situation, they have know understanding of the Carie proven fact that it brings a large quantity of hope and union in most minds.
Here are a list of shows for those reading
For some, being slumped against a food stained, on sale, delux mini beanbag chair leaking beans, watching the latest American Idol is a therapy necessary situation, they have know understanding of the Carie proven fact that it brings a large quantity of hope and union in most minds.
Here are a list of shows for those reading
- Once Upon a Time (Title self explanitory) On at 7:00 p.m, channel 13.1, lasting 'til 8.00 p.m, Sundays. Can be watched on www.abc.com/watch online, Drama, Fictional. ****-star rating by ME.
- The Big Bang Theory ( Nerd Comedy) On at 6:30, to 7.00 p.m, can be watched on www.cbs.com online, Non-Fiction, ***** star rating by ME. Weekdays. Channel 26.1
- Justice Leagu Unlimited (Super Hero Animation) On 9:00, to 9:30, Saturdays, can be watched on www.nick.com, fictional.****- star rating by ME. Channel 39.1
Saturday, March 9, 2013
The Child
From the moment of birth, a human is of no kindness. No good can find its way so far past the barriers of humanity. Whether it is the one cosuming his being, or the one defecting the entire race, children bring nothing more than pain. A child will break a parent's heart, from the piercing of an icy blade to the breaking of her passion, they do nothing more than hurt. And why, theey do this, klling of the blooming of the life on Earth, we do not know, but we do know the preventive measures.
Death.
Death.
Writing Fragment
The air smelled musty against the young girls nose, but who could tell this over the fact that no one else was there, and that no one else could feel her heart twitch. The ground was sooty and filled with cluttered antiques, that were perhaps once still alive in the oldest, farthest past.
Tay felt her face grow pale as she wandered past the cottage walls, barely missing the still containing cuos of tea on a nearby shelf. She felt herself wishing to have left the house, yet there she was, still walking.
Abruptly, from behind the helpless female child, came the long lost creaking of an owners feet against the wooden floorboards of hher own home. Tay stopped and closed her eyes, an icy feeling piercing the surfce of her skin.
"I'm sorry, Papa," she whispered, her eyes still covered. She was not speaking to the frail, lifeless woman behind her, but the man above the clouds that was now staring down at her. " I didn't mean to worry you." And with that, she dropped into cold brown ashes, leaving nothing more than her skum smeared garments to mark her last awakening.
"And the Dead dares spread his filth against my floor!" The woman screeched, coming closer and spitting into the pile."Oh, that poor child, must have lost her precious marbles roaming into a witch's cottage in such a selfless manner!"she chuckled.
Sprouting from her shoulder,was a girl in a long silken gown. " Grand Mum!" she cried! The woman turned to her.
"Child, let this be a lesson. Betrayal leaves you dead."
Well, that took 15 minutes! If you hope to hear more of this sensational on the spot novel, exclusively written by Carie Shott, comment in 5 wwords or more. The continuing of this page rests within your hands. If you don't, there will never again be a story of this format. Within 5 comments in 5 words or more, in the shorstest time span of a day, you'll be relishing more of THE STORIES.
Tay felt her face grow pale as she wandered past the cottage walls, barely missing the still containing cuos of tea on a nearby shelf. She felt herself wishing to have left the house, yet there she was, still walking.
Abruptly, from behind the helpless female child, came the long lost creaking of an owners feet against the wooden floorboards of hher own home. Tay stopped and closed her eyes, an icy feeling piercing the surfce of her skin.
"I'm sorry, Papa," she whispered, her eyes still covered. She was not speaking to the frail, lifeless woman behind her, but the man above the clouds that was now staring down at her. " I didn't mean to worry you." And with that, she dropped into cold brown ashes, leaving nothing more than her skum smeared garments to mark her last awakening.
"And the Dead dares spread his filth against my floor!" The woman screeched, coming closer and spitting into the pile."Oh, that poor child, must have lost her precious marbles roaming into a witch's cottage in such a selfless manner!"she chuckled.
Sprouting from her shoulder,was a girl in a long silken gown. " Grand Mum!" she cried! The woman turned to her.
"Child, let this be a lesson. Betrayal leaves you dead."
Well, that took 15 minutes! If you hope to hear more of this sensational on the spot novel, exclusively written by Carie Shott, comment in 5 wwords or more. The continuing of this page rests within your hands. If you don't, there will never again be a story of this format. Within 5 comments in 5 words or more, in the shorstest time span of a day, you'll be relishing more of THE STORIES.
Secrets to Happiness
Recently, I've been researching the scientific studies of happiness. These things show that love, marriage, occupied time, pets, and MONEY bring joy. Of course, two must be mixed in the digits for proper, well crafted happiness. As a blogger for PEOPLE CRAFTS, I would gladly explain the psychology of happiness-in my point of view, to craft a better PEOPLE.
So... I've already explained to you the the required base of happiness. Here's how I see it. If you love your family and have plenty to support them with... Well... and they lived happily ever after... You see, those who suffer depression or depressing thoughts, the lack or impossibilities of these two makes the human brains surface begin to deter. Quickly freezing the process of your possibilities, causing us to feel lost and alone. Those in religion claim it is the only curse that man was given-knowledge. I mentioned that in one of my recent poems of curiosity, well, let's simply say that, though life is built on such a thing, try your hardest to believe the happier thoughts in life.
Therapy and drunken rants are not the answer to happiness. I find happiness by pride, self-overconfidence, and unruly misbehavior. Luckily, I was not one borne without restraints, and a very small quantity of the universe knows this side of me exists, but even with the sun, you see dark patches formed from overheated substances. As humans, EVERYONE grows to become overheated in certain spots.
Find a way to feel your inner animal, but keep it caged within you, free to escape, but domesticated to form other, better ideas. I find happiness in daily hobbies like crafting, BLOGGING, reading, WRITING, drawing and lazing. a great way to take the huff from your shoulders is by DOING. Lazing only comes when no other tasks are discovered, creating true relief from the days daily bargain.
DISCONTINUED
BLOGGER HAS BEEN BROUGHT AGAINST CHARGES AND NO MORE OF HER WORKS IS TO BE PUBLICLY DISPLAYED. J.K This subject is to be later discussed by me. I just wanted to use CAPS. HEHEHE. This is what builds my fundamental joy!
So... I've already explained to you the the required base of happiness. Here's how I see it. If you love your family and have plenty to support them with... Well... and they lived happily ever after... You see, those who suffer depression or depressing thoughts, the lack or impossibilities of these two makes the human brains surface begin to deter. Quickly freezing the process of your possibilities, causing us to feel lost and alone. Those in religion claim it is the only curse that man was given-knowledge. I mentioned that in one of my recent poems of curiosity, well, let's simply say that, though life is built on such a thing, try your hardest to believe the happier thoughts in life.
Therapy and drunken rants are not the answer to happiness. I find happiness by pride, self-overconfidence, and unruly misbehavior. Luckily, I was not one borne without restraints, and a very small quantity of the universe knows this side of me exists, but even with the sun, you see dark patches formed from overheated substances. As humans, EVERYONE grows to become overheated in certain spots.
Find a way to feel your inner animal, but keep it caged within you, free to escape, but domesticated to form other, better ideas. I find happiness in daily hobbies like crafting, BLOGGING, reading, WRITING, drawing and lazing. a great way to take the huff from your shoulders is by DOING. Lazing only comes when no other tasks are discovered, creating true relief from the days daily bargain.
DISCONTINUED
BLOGGER HAS BEEN BROUGHT AGAINST CHARGES AND NO MORE OF HER WORKS IS TO BE PUBLICLY DISPLAYED. J.K This subject is to be later discussed by me. I just wanted to use CAPS. HEHEHE. This is what builds my fundamental joy!
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Joke.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side!!!!
Meaning: To reach the other side. To die.
To get to the other side!!!!
Meaning: To reach the other side. To die.
As Promised... The Despairing Poem
Evil
by: Carie Shott
We cry.
And scream.
And hate in such a selfish way.
And sometimes we hope away our madness.
Although hidden in a way so lost, it's there.
That bean of evil.
It grows.
The soil our lives, the water it's result.
Yet, by its side, the bean that makes us kind.
But it is smaller. And weaker. And given so little water.
As our lives are given not much of the good result. And that that is, we barely notice.
We convince ourselves that it's alright.
That we can still pluck the evil .
But the bean that it was born in, has roots of such a mighty plant.
How would we pluck this?
As a child, we were kinder.
Blinder.
Without the tiniest slip of knowledge.
And so it' knowledge.
That's what feeds the evil.
A ommon nature of a human.
As is evil.
Shown daily and even given respect and power.
So evil is power.
As kindness is weakness.
Why is that? A question a child would say. And with that, follows evil.
Oh, so much.
But why, why is evil bad?
What defines evil?
Doing something bad? Like pain?
Why is pain bad?
Because humans do not like it?
So is spinach to children evil?
Is the smell of gas to men evil?
Perhaps it is the corruption of religion.
Does this mean a plant is evil, without a Guide?
Simply because it did not praise.
Why is evil such a crime?
Why is it punished by things far worst?
Like death. And loss. And hopelessness.
Why is evil not awarded?
It is made from factors given so much wealth and praise.
Like cleverness.
Quickness.
Strength.
Power.
Ability.
And if these things were answered to those who listened, would they be evil, for their knowledge?
by: Carie Shott
We cry.
And scream.
And hate in such a selfish way.
And sometimes we hope away our madness.
Although hidden in a way so lost, it's there.
That bean of evil.
It grows.
The soil our lives, the water it's result.
Yet, by its side, the bean that makes us kind.
But it is smaller. And weaker. And given so little water.
As our lives are given not much of the good result. And that that is, we barely notice.
We convince ourselves that it's alright.
That we can still pluck the evil .
But the bean that it was born in, has roots of such a mighty plant.
How would we pluck this?
As a child, we were kinder.
Blinder.
Without the tiniest slip of knowledge.
And so it' knowledge.
That's what feeds the evil.
A ommon nature of a human.
As is evil.
Shown daily and even given respect and power.
So evil is power.
As kindness is weakness.
Why is that? A question a child would say. And with that, follows evil.
Oh, so much.
But why, why is evil bad?
What defines evil?
Doing something bad? Like pain?
Why is pain bad?
Because humans do not like it?
So is spinach to children evil?
Is the smell of gas to men evil?
Perhaps it is the corruption of religion.
Does this mean a plant is evil, without a Guide?
Simply because it did not praise.
Why is evil such a crime?
Why is it punished by things far worst?
Like death. And loss. And hopelessness.
Why is evil not awarded?
It is made from factors given so much wealth and praise.
Like cleverness.
Quickness.
Strength.
Power.
Ability.
And if these things were answered to those who listened, would they be evil, for their knowledge?
Let's Talk
Hi Everyone! Thanks for reading! Recently, I'd been crafting, and with defined dignity, I've come up with another blog name. My earlier blogs have gotten a bit EXPIRED, and I didn't want to delete them, so... Here we are. 
I hope this isn't just rebound, and as soon as my other blogs pick up I'll fall deeply in love with them again, 'cause I really BELIEVE in this one. Besides, this is the first blog in which I could steal a decent name! 
Anywho, according to the blog name, we'll be talking crafts. And this is true, for those with doubt, it's just, by "people crafts", I mean the creation of a healthy being.
We'll be writing, chatting, crafting, posting, reading, crying, grinning, and most importantly LIVING. Let's be fit for a day! Eat lots of smiles and grins, choke out some anger just reaching the throat pocket. You see, after watching some depressing blogs and videos, I've learned life's too short. Why contain yourself?
I hope to promote general health and happiness throughout the American fatty economy, as this is where we need help. Let's be friends, and please, comment, it's all I'll need to wipe away the sadness that lingers against my heart.
BTW, I'll be writing depression poems, adventure fragments, and lots of jokes to keep life sweet. In fact, I'll be doing some cheesy ones very soon. I think I'll be doing some really sad free verses very soon, just to let out all the creative juices. These have been COPYRIGHTED by 2 publishing companies!!!! I'm sorry for the accusations, but hey, it makes you/me feel important!!!
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