Time It Takes

Why sixty seconds in minute.

Why sixty minutes in an hour.

Why are autumn leaves on the floor,

When we haven’t seen them shower.

 

Isn’t sixty the common number?

In time and space itself?

No it seems to not be.

365 on the year’s shelf.

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Then look at an analouge right now,

See that there’s twelve on every round.

Look at the way the years link in a circle,

But we are yet never bound.

 

A circle is a meaningful thing,

It hopes to bring us together every day.

Yet actually as the seconds churn on,

We start to break away.

Can We All Just Love?

Something was feeling a tiny bit uncomforatble as I sat down to read… then I got back up again – because I had forgotten to write today’s post! This is why this post is a bit about everything and also nothing at all.

‘Art is my life and my life is art’ Yoko Ono

I would like to talk about the woman who truly changed the whole society. If you’ve not heard of Yoko Ono, she is a multi-media artist (when I say multi-media I literally mean art on all things from bins to bodies) who became known worldwide in the 1960’s when she married the Beatles frontman John Lennon.

Born in Tokyo, 1933, she began her artistic pursuits in New York City. She met John in November of 1966 and later married him in 1969. But if she was reading this, I’m sure she wouldn’t want me ranting about her but more the message the Lennon’s shared. Peace.

I went to Liverpool for a second time last Saturday (I have a full post about the amazing day out here). Towards the end of the day I went to look at the ‘John and Yoko’ exhibition. My dad did take a great many photos but I was so absorbed in all that I was looking at. It made me think very deeply about life, about how society has changed and where we would be if the 1960’s never exsisted. But I sort of know that answer, we’d be nowhere.

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Listening to ‘Imagine’ as I write this xo

My greatest respect to all of who knew John Lennon as I speak about his death. If that hadn’t of happened I’m sure the different ways their stories changed the world would have a different effect.

Just looking through Google as I look at his memorable moments and her great message I feel so… equal. These sort of things don’t make me think of people who have done wrong but about how it has influenced right.

‘Hate is always foolish, and love is always wise’ Peter Capaldi

No one can ever be perfect. I just read a book about ‘The Unpredictability of Being Human’ and it just emphasises the imperfectness of all our society and everything that surrounds us. No one can be perfect, some people try but those people often fail.

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I just put on Imagine… let me cry and I hope you can all learn to be at peace with eachother one day xoxo

‘And the world will live as one’ rest in peace John Lennon.

 

My Day Away

And what a day indeed! I got to Liverpool via train in the morning but came back with my dad in the car afterwards. It was a really beautiful day. the sun was out and the sunset set perfectly. I left my phone and camera in the flat for most of the day, so photos weren’t exactly the priority. 

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Haha we managed to sneak into LUSH just before we were due in the museum and so I bought a lovely pumpkin bath bomb and something for someone else ;). My mum got one of those shampoo bars and I’m curious to see how well it works (I doubt it will fail!). Slightly after my hungry eyes noticed a Krispy Kreme and I was allowed to treat myself as we walked up to the Terracotta Army and World Museum.

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Shampoo Bar (LUSH)

*As soon as we were there* it was *immediately* to the World Museum. My mum and brother got into see the Terracotta Warriors (my mum actually got her ticket free for a woman gave up her ticket because her relation had been taken ill. This was very kind of her, we tried to offer money but she said to give to charity. What a Good Samaritan!) and my dad and I went to the free exhibitions of the World Museum. 

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This amazing youth orchestra (biggest in Europe) were on as soon as we got through the doors. The performance was half-an-hour long as so very beautiful. There was a bit of a ‘do’ on that day, called ‘A Taste of China’ and those were the only performers we managed to see. The youngest player was 5 and oldest 16. Most of these children were born in England but wanted to investigate their heritage and that’s where the music comes in.

The composer was telling us how being in the Liverpool meant no escape from The Beatles so we listened to ‘Yellow Submarine’ with a different take and I enjoyed it so much! 

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The Orchestra

Next, tired old me walked up a huge, huge flight of stairs to get to ‘Time and Space’. There was this big screen in the middle of the exhibition room which had Space Oddity playing in the background. Rest in peace great man, I still can’t believe it was over two years ago. It was even when I kept a corny diary! It felt very weird listening to that song after so long. 

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After finding cracks in walls and plastic figures in the space and time area (only Whovians will get what I put in italics) we made our way down the floors (briefly exploring each one) and then went to eat lunch! By this time we had all re-grouped and I had put my camera bag down in the flat (it was getting seriously heavy). This is where I parted my phone so there are no more photos of the rest of the day.

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Sorry for the lighting on this one

We ate at Wetherspoons – where my brother (he’s such a picky eater) would be satisfied. I of course had my veggie burger, and my brother doesn’t like egg so he donated that to me! Egg, chips and burger now that was lovely.

After lunch we went to the John and Yoko exhibition in The Museum of Liverpool. It was so inspiring. I learnt so much and took a lot away from it, so I think I will make it another post. But here are some things I collected (they are re-creations of what John and Yoko gave each other, but like I say it will be a different post):

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And finally we made our way back. We had to go past ***** to pick up my mum’s car (we drove to the station) and I actually fell asleep! Haha I think I deserved it. We stopped by the local shop to pick up some treats (as if I hadn’t had a donut earlier) and got back home for about 8-00pm.

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Also managed to get these in the end 🙂

But that wasn’t it! I sorted out my bags from the day in Liverpool and got ready for bed. Obviously the treats were for something, and we found that Lord of The Rings: The Two Towers was on ITV 2 and watched that as my mum fell asleep on the sofa and I stayed up even later. Someone finished nearly a whole bag of Doritos…

Did she deserve it? XD

I hope you also had a wonderful Saturday!

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Suicide

No Longer With Me

Your ghostly shape no longer haunts me,

In fact I’m starting to see a great reflection,

In that mirror you always (used to) crept up in.

I’m seeing a change.

 

I always hated changes.

But this one is death-defying life changing, 

I know longer feel an urge to,

You know,

Go that way, pick it up and go to hell heaven (now you’re gone!)

 

I’m actually starting to open up, 

Not close down. 

And if you were still here I’m sure you’d be envious.

I’m making my own decisions.

I know it scares you (you’re out of control now).

Well do what you can…

I’m not going back.

 

I do still hear you sometimes.

I hear you whisper in other people’s actions to make them scared of themselves too.

Anxious.

But however many years it takes them they’ll realise that they’re better of without you.

It took me my life,

But look how much I’ve got left!

 

This is not a poem about me personally suffering from/or experiencing suicidal thoughts. This is in aid to raise awareness about young people taking there lives. Last month was suicide prevention month but it’s not as if we can’t keep carrying the message around. If you are in a situation in which this is relating with you, it will benefit you all in all to open up about it and please talk to someone. I am no professional, but if it helps the you can talk to me first.

No-One Said No | Kitty Jade 2.0

I laugh at how perfect I wanted October to be.

I realised that September was s***but I expected a new month to be a barrier between bad and better.

What I didn’t understand was that the motivation would come to me. I don’t have to push myself to write better if I can’t. So, I took a break. A lovely break – actually, it was the only time I broke off from a creative project to come back feeling geniunly better. More inspired.

So, in the last two days I got that motivation. It came at just the right time! I took the sketchbook from the back of my wardrobe (where I shoved it after thinking that my ‘art’ isn’t good enough for the paper) and started drawing at a standard I didn’t despise. Began to write not caring about the views, having the idea of something to write when I wasn’t in the right place to, that’s just so amazing. 

Here’s Kitty Jade. I know it’s a mess but I love this theme and I don’t think I’ll change it for the sake of ‘new begginings’. I’m going to private those posts I hate and leave merely shadows of who I used to be. I hope you like it? 

I’m not really sure what my focus-points are right now but I hope that you like all the random statements I put out there…

You can be whoever you want to be.