Moving Time @ MindSay 
Hello MindSay Friends and Family,
I MISS YOU ALL!! I am at the library on one of their computers. Just wanted to pop in and say hello.
My flight leaves on Sunday at zero dark thirty, and then I will be off to the land of potatoes. My captain and my son will follow in the moving van on the 26th, and we hope to be reunited on November 1 at our new home.
It seems that Boo wasn't pregnant, but went through a false pregnancy. We are all kind of relieved, because it would have been more adventure than we really needed to have brand new puppies in the moving van. So the two dogs will go with the guys, and I will take the cat with me.
We are mostly packed, and things are going well in that department. I am so happy that Mike was able to be home during this time - on call, getting paid to work, but able to help me. God is so good to us.
I wish I could catch up on my reading, but it is an impossible task. When I get back online, some time in November, I will do my best. But for now, just know that you are in my heart and prayers. If you want to send me emails, you can do that, but it may be a while before I can get to a library computer again. I know some of you have been in touch with my dear sister, Sandyquill, and if you need to get a message to me, she knows how to get hold of me.
Take care of yourselves, and leave the light on. I'll find my way back eventually!
love,
Rev. Cathian
It has stopped. Nothing moves. Not even I myself feel like I do. Empty space. A world where nothing exists. There I am, thrown out into such a space. It has stopped. Nothing moves. I am at a “standstill”… Alive. I am alive. I breathe, my body moves. I can laugh, cry, and grieve. But… I havent moved forward anywhere. I am at a “standstill”… To a heart such as mine, a small breeze blew in. I thought it was something petty. It wasn’t supposed to be felt for too long. But that wind covered me completely. It wrapped around me so warmly…
The season when the sunlight makes you feel it’s early summer. A quite town that feels like time has stopped. Everyday life begins to move. Time which has stopped accelerates. It keeps accelerating. I want to do something exciting. Do you want to do something exciting? I’m touched just by watching the flowers sway in the breeze. Is that a little strange? Do you know what kind of dreams “blue” dreams are? Can you see the color of my heart? This is a very wonderful world. I want to keep watching over it. So much I regret the time it takes me to blink. Words other than how I feel come out of me. Maybe this is a disease. I like this place. I like this place where I can be with you. Isn’t there anything interesting to do? You just have to make boredom interesting. You are here, too. You can feel it, right. Heh, I know you understand me. Please, don’t stop. Don’t stop. Please. I haven’t stopped. You are moving. You can accelerate. I’m sure that you can accelerate. Really? I’m moving. I’m accelerating. As if I’m trying to win back time that had stopped. At the same speed as my fiancé, I’m sure that I am moving forward.
I heard form someone. The universe continually expands. That it’s alive. But to me, I can onle see the universe is stopped. The event of stopping, in a way, I think is very close to eternity. I mean, you see, that way, it feels more like the universe. The universe is stopped. Just like how my feelings are at a “standstill”…
Looking up together at the stars glimmering in the distance I think of the fate of meeting you. I nonchalantly try to touch you hand but you just gently smile back at me. As the feelings grow stronger the doubts also increase. So a heart that’s embraced once shouldn’t be let go for any reason. In this vast universe you are unique if you’re going to be at my side. Even the broken needle of time will start moving toward the future. Please stay the way you are…
I tried to imagine you as you cry, but I couldn’t. Because you’re smiling. Don’t you remember? You gave it to me. These feelings. These words. They glimer with me. Never bruised. It glimmers forever.
I quietly mumble my wish to the shooting star. “I hope to continue being together with you.” I wish I could just trap this moment into a glass box so I could keep looking at it forever. Your gentle smile I don’t want to cloud it with doubt. When I feel like I’m going to cry I’ll remember tonight’s starry sky. In this vst universe, just the two of us, we found our place of happiness. Only the moon, the stars, the night sky that embraces the two of us and my feelings for you exist here…
I thought it’d be nice if the “present” kept going on with nothing new. But that’s not “eternal.” It’s just I had been at a “standstill.” Thank you for telling me. Thank you for making me realize. Thank you.
Landing here from a faraway land you are the bright star a shooting star. Without pause as if you were blinking I will embrace you and the future. I swear to this night sky.
Howdy howdy all!
I had a fantastic time in Dixie with my family and friends. My baby cousin had a great Sweet 16 party and I got the chance to take pictures of a lot of the sights and scenes of the past and present while I was there. The time was much too short and I will be going again next month for about a week I think.
The short time really did help me to put a few things in perspective and to put a lot of out of place feelings into place. My concept of time and space has been modified to a degree that can only help me to work the magic that I have in the most efficient way possible. I intend to do just that. I have been steadily moving toward my goals but my own internal issues and some unwanted and counter-productive external issues have kept me from really diggin in, so to speak. When I think of it now I realize that I need to stay focused on my goals and not let issues that slow or halt my progress take over.
Time is fast and slow and I suppose I hadnt really thought about the dichotomy of time in the proper way as of late. But here's to an even keel folks. Although I suppose that I will never be completely above external and internal stressors, but then again who the heck is? I recognize that some situations will be awkward for me for a while but there are other areas that I can absolutely smooth out! so YAY!
Now back to Mississippi!
We used to swim in a creek when I was a kid like every other day. I think it broke off from either the Atchafalaya River or the Mississippi River, could even be the Homochito River, I can't be sure now but it (the creek)was constantly being filled and filtered by some body of moving water. It used to reach the high banks unless Dog Days of Summer where upon us in August. Now, though, it scarcely has any water in it what so ever. It still has a bunch of snakes and turtles though so I guess that's something...
I remember crossing the expanse of my Uncle Doc's yard as quick as lightning to avoid his two mean as hell pitbulls to get to the barbed wire fence that corralled his livestock. Once securely on the other side of the fence we would stroll oh so slowly and lazily through a gorgeous green pasture to the creek, picking blue, black and raspberries along the way to eat during one of our many swim breaks. Oh and son't forget he honeysuckles! If we were really feeling peckish we would pick a few ears of sweat corn and eat them raw, or wander to the sugarcane field and snag a few stalks to chew on by the bank. I was some barefoot country gal back in the day...what am I saying...I am still a barefoot country gal and right about now my accent is So freaking heavy that I can hardly stand to hear my own voice... maybe I'll have the courage to gabcast it for ya'll soon. 
I have a ton of photos that I need to download and clean up before I post them. I will probably get some of them on here later tonight my friends!
How about some poetry...here goes...
To The Lake
In Spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
The which I could not love the less -
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
And the tall pines that towered around.
But when the night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot, as upon all,
And the mystic wind went by
Murmuring in melody -
Then - ah, then, I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
Yet that terror was not fright,
But a tremulous delight -
A feeling not the jewelled mine
Could teach or bribe me to define -
Nor Love - although the love were thine.
Death was in that poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a fitting grave
For him who thence could solace bring
To his lone imagining -
Whose solitary soul could make
An Eden of that dim lake. --Edgar Allan Poe
Goddess Bless
Next week my family and I are going to a dance concert in San Antonio because my sister is a part of it, and the girl just happens to be there. After the concert the dance company plans to go to Water World, and my family is going too. I don't know whether I should try to spend some time with her or just stay away from her completely. On one hand, spending time with her might just strengthen my infatuation, on the other, not going with her would make me want to know what would've happened if I'd spent sometime with her.
In a best-scenario case from my enslaved mind I get to spend the whole day with her. I really don't know what she's triggered in my mind, but I can't get her out of my head. Strengthening the infatuation would only make things worse because she's moving away sometime this month. If she wasn't moving away, at least I could see her at a later date, but that will probably be the last time I'll ever see her again, which is depressing beyond belief. I can't believe how much that sucks, though she doesn't want to move either.
"At least," says my poor mind, "you can still talk to her on MSN." Oh well, I'm going to try to let things just happen and hope that maybe someday I can find somebody like her. It won't be easy, but maybe out there somewhere... One can only hope.
Tune in next time for another exciting adventure from EvilSnack, stud extroadinare.
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