Gauging or stretching of the earlobes (sometimes lips and septum Ive seen) was seen in Asia as long a the piercing has been around. Several cultures use this type of modification as a right of passage or just to show uniqueness to the tribe. I have come into rights of passages in many ways. I've had tattoos, I've written an unforgettable poem..or even just celebrating with friends. I have always seen that body modification was a type of art. We are given these blank canvas's and we should express ourselves with it. I know it's not for everyone though. Art comes in many forms..and for me..something draws me to the art of pain. The adrenalin rush you get from it is one of a kind. Then there is the reward for the art itself. Like with my new tattoos on my feet, my dedication to my favorite band. Now I'll agree some people take it out of hand. But we have to remember that we are all humans, and we all do different things that makes us feel unique. So today I took a dive bomb into the the gauging culture. I'll admit..it sucked a little. But it has been something I've been wanting to try so I gave myself no limitations. It doesn't change who I am, but this was a moment in my life I wanted to remember. All the negative I have pushed out of my life, I want to remember what it felt like. For once I feel like all those days of hiding in the dark is starting to pay off!

I'm one of those few people you meet that actually enjoys being inside her own head. Some of the things that i come up with...things i can visualize myself somewhere else. Although lucid, they seem so real and vivid! I do have my moments where I think that crawling out of of it would be great too. Sometimes those images are not so enjoyable..things that put such a burning fear inside of me..my heart literally racing..a surge of adrenalin on the fast track to my senses...but no matter how scared I might feel..its that moment I feel ALIVE! That's how I know I exist..Everything comes clearer in these moments..I can hear my heart pounding..I can taste the air..It's like being a super hero for a min. Then there are those moments where I will imagine one of my dreams coming true..i still get that rushing adrenalin..but I can also feel the peace inside of myself. If that's how it feels by just daydreaming it, I can only imagine what the real experience is going to feel like...this is my motivation!

Tonight while at work, I saw something straight out of a romance novel..and I wanted to share what I witnessed...Love in its purest form. A man, dressed like he just left the office for the day, walked into the restaurant with a single red rose in his hand. He looked around and by the look on his face I could tell he found what he was looking for. I followed his gaze to a lovely young woman, also dressed as if she just got off work. He walked over to her , a smile flirting across his lips, handed her the rose while grabbing her hand and bringing it up to his lips. ..no words were exchange between them..it was like they greeted each other with their souls. The was such a beautiful display of affection to me. When you are so deeply connected with someone that you can speak to one another through you're souls...you know that you have found true love.