Racisism Sucks 03/11/2011

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I have seen small racism here or there. I have seen the looks I get, being the ethnicity I am, some of awe, some of curiosity and some of strong dislike. I wish I could say there is no racism anymore, that we are beyond simply judging a person based on their skin colors or outward appearance but we are not. Instead, humans judge, petty, and we  steal and ignorantly hurt. Humans are therefore doomed in that respect. It is a bold mark against them. It is not a person's outside that decides if they are good or bad but their inside. It is one's inside that determines their worth and racism is an inward mark against them. When the time of judgement comes, racism will

 

Repetion is Boring 03/10/2011

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All I'm doing here is listening to the same type of presentation that I listen to all the time. Jobs, the future, what to do and not do. I wish I could tell others to forget the future, that it's not about making money or getting a good job, but about being happy and living with no regrets. With the time of mankind closing I want to tell people to relax but let's face it, if everyone just relaxes and forgets it all, they will have no ambition and the world will fall to anarchy. To prevent said anarchy I mostly keep my mouth shut. No need to sound like every other nut case. I suppose that's a reason why I'm doing this on the web verses in real life. Everything is on the web, nutcases, fiction, facts. My things can be taken as fact or fiction and it's up to the readers to take my words. If they don't want to listen they don't have to and they'll see how right or wrong I am.

Repetition is boring. Those who don't learn from the past have no future. If all we do is repeat the past we as a species become boring, the interest in humanity fails, and chaos reigns. As much as I worry about the human race, I watch it as best I can without being biased, I do get bored of all we do. Things are necessary to keep order and repetition is sadly one of them. I hate repetition.

 

People 03/04/2011

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I can sense when friends feel lonely or distraught. I can tell if they're happy or sad or trying to faking being happy to cover the sad. Often I try to play along with it. One's self-esteem need not be ruined with the fact that they'll never have a career as an actor or actress. When one is upset, I can only be there as much as they want me. If they don't want to talk, I will not pry. If they want to talk, I'm an open ear. I will listen. I listen to a lot of things, and I see a lot of people. I don't understand what happens all the time, that is not a power of an indigo child.  I can only strongly guess. People don't always need to share their inner most feelings, but it is the most

 

Intro 03/01/2011

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Do I even need a post like this? If you want to know about me, shouldn't it be obvious to look at the profile page? No, I suppose not, so here it is:

Name: K
Age: Old Enough
Location: Earth
Sex: No thanks.

Ok, seriously, you don't think I would just spill everything, do you? What fun is it to read a blog of someone that you feel you already know everything about? Or even, would you want to read my blog after knowing all about me? I think not.

On a less serious note, my name is Kris. I'm a girl, in my early college years, currently in the midwest. I grew up in a suburban town just outside of Chicago and I've been kept well protected, "for my own good".

Still reading? Great, this last part will either hook ya or make you go away: I'm an indigo child. No, I'm not the biggest fan of flowers or the color purple. I don't have a white aura constantly around me, nor do I prefer to wear sundresses whenever I go out. I am, however, an angel in human form, and therefore, I grew up with intuition. I could sense when things were happening, I could visit others in dreams, I could do astral projection and I did see the gates to heaven. That is what this blog is about. My experiences, memories and feelings about absolutely anything. Most of all, this blog is a warning, to everyone. As crazy as all those religious cults are, the end is coming. Science, politics and religion all agree that we are in the home stretch. That's right, the end is near and it's becoming my job to get people ready as best I can. Notice I say people, not the world, not man-kind. Just people. Sorry, as un-angelic as it is to say this, I will: I don't give a prick about the world or all of humanity. There are just too many people to care about everyone. I want to help anyone that I can but I refuse to feel guilty for not being able to save everyone because it just simply isn't possible. You know all those movies where you have the hero save the world by stopping something catastrophic? Did you ever think about what happened to the survivors who saw the aftermath and destruction, all the schools and homes that get destroyed? Maybe the people injured or scarred for life from seeing horrific things? Sure, you saved the general world, but what about the people that were still affected, they aren't really saved mentally or emotionally and in some cases physically. I can't save the wor