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When you have that feeling you want to start over in life and find yourself in the world with your view for an ideal mindset, this is how I'd describe it. Enjoy! Find more awesomeness on facebook: www.facebook.com/RebsMcduxler

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Out with the old
In with the new
Life is changing
Time is blazing
Don't be hanging...
Around
Waiting around
Struggling to pound...
Never feeling found
Until you come around...

Realization
Comes to town
To make you not frown
And show you that you're no clown...

Get rid of the bad
Bring in the good
You want gold
Not coal
It will make you cold
Blow your mind into a state of utter consciousness...

Be aware of your surroundings
Know the inner workings of yourself
Let go of what you need to
Make sense of the world
Shine like a crazy cloud
Trudge strongly through tireless trenches
To annihilate negativity,
Be surrounded by your team,
And achieve the ultimate sense of living!

RIP Paul Walker: Why Are Celebrity Deaths Glorified So Much?

Paul Walker was definitely a legendary actor and what happened to him is a tragedy (and quite scary). My thoughts and prayers are with his family, friends, and fans of course. On November 30, 2013, tragedy struck with a man who was in the wrong place at the wrong time...

But here's my question. Why is he SO much more important than anyone else who died. He's receiving more recognition than military personnel and Nelson Mandela. Yes, I will give him credit for his movies being pretty good, but come on, people die every second. Come on, I hadn't even HEARD of this person until my facebook was spammed with people posting "omg, RIP Paul Walker... blah blah blah..." There are children starving in Africa and probably dying every few minutes, and instead, the oh so lovely media likes to focus their attention on someone who entertains us. Is an actor dying really "that" noteworthy besides just notifying the public that he's dead, being honored, and having a funeral? He's just another person too...

Spread the word if you agree. We need to stop glorifying celebrity deaths so much and focus on what really matters, like making the world a better place, ending homelessness, not screwing veterans over, helping third world countries evolve and have fresh drinking water, and other business like that. Celebrities are no better than humans and society needs to stop displaying them as superior. People are people. Let's just move on already and continue to think about the future! We can't change the past, he isn't coming back, and we will continue to live our lives without him!

Conquer the Chaos

From the queen of non-conformism comes another misadventured Thanksgiving weekend with my family... Being driven into despair, you end up hitting a dead end and need an extra push. Thanks to entrusting in a dear friend, hope is just beneath my skin right now and I'm even more excited for the future than ever! I guess getting whacked in the face full on with a belegarth spear was the introduction to destiny... This is spoken word too!

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Survival…
The bare minimum of a victory

Chaos ensues strongly as wind gusts through the subconscious
Digging a hole towards mayhem's graveyard past depression…
Along the sidewalk she goes towards hostility only wanting to escape…
But there's no treasure…

Lost along the way the shot of a bow an arrow aimlessly guides her
Needing more than will to win
Wandering worries gust through the subconscious
Like striking a snapped match
Provoking the monster buried inside softness
Holding back the dreaded waterfall that's as sharp as fire
Because all of her words are ammo for the enemy
While all she wants to do is conquer the chaos…

Getting told time and time again, "YOU SCREWED UP, MAGGOT"
Detrimental to the soul

Being reminded time and time again, "YOU DON'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE"
Makes it feel like "here's the team… and there's the outfield… you scurry along now"

WHY IS EVERYTHING WRONG TO YOU?
DO I EVEN BELONG TO YOU?
YOU MAKE ME LOST…
AT ALL COSTS…
JUST LIKE EXHAUST…

Basically being forced to conform
The negativity resistance runs wild
Feeling like a last resort
And only seeing business and altercations…
She hides away with fear as a shield
To yield her imperfections from shining through
While trying not to swallow poison or step through thin ice…

The one moment where you run into a dead end after delving into every direction
Only to find nothing except blank…

Placed into the lead victim role
Starring as the black sheep
Subject to scrutiny
She leaves the herd and keeps turning back
When all she's told to do is pack
And is always called a quack…

The mystery to help conquer the chaos is unfolding
Because she doesn't want to feel excommunicated from her home
Which is as painful as a steroid that causes an ulcer
While trying to douse the despair…

Then all of a sudden…
The flick
The switch
The click
Never broken and magically mended
And finding the right remedy
To show that perseverance prevails
As she returns to full strength and beyond!