January 5, 2011
“They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other ever day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other.” -Nicholas Sparks
Gemini: The Twins
Your heart is going pitter-pat, Gemini, and you’re tempted to escape into a romantic fantasyland in which you play the starring role. The bad news is that something may be trying to hold you back today. It could be that your conscience is coming on the scene to remind you that work needs to be done before you can go off into your own little fairytale world
Invisible Numbers
He preached to beings in oblivion
A kaleidoscope of numbers make up the world we live in.
One ominous countdown revealed our global sin.
Worldly devastation, neglectful is all we’ve been.
Skeletal limbs cross our path and tug at our feet.
Here stands a preacher who can not get across what he has preached.
The hand of time circumnavigates the air and waters of the beach.
Reluctance in his tone creates a stampede within his speech.
As the bell relieves the silence,
The congregation stares in awe,
Adoring what they never imagined they would adore before.
Now having acceptance for every being of every kind,
Although across the grids, the lines never divide.
The solemn beings were dismissed with heavy hearts subsiding.
A new love for each other is subliming.
To recap, my theory- open ya damn eyes, fool.
-Chelsea Sinclair
December 26, 2010
Commit thy’ work to God.- The Sinclair Family Crest
December 20, 2010
1 in 4 children live in households that struggle to put food on the table. That’s 16.7 million children.
Merry Christmas, ya filthy animal.
You Know Who You Are…
As a child she loved to do lanyard. The intertwining, colored plastic created a patterned collage. She was captivated with her ability to imagine. She begged me to join her, and I could never deny those angelic, smiling eyes. Twisting lanyard threads until our hands ached, we would sit for hours. She made me a bracelet identical to her own as a symbol of our friendship. Her masterpiece was knotted at the ends and therefore the bracelet was invincible.
I threw away the worn-out lanyard bracelet when I grew a few feet taller and became a few years wiser. She threw away her lanyard bracelet, along with her life, at the age of fifteen—when she met him. She was capable of ascending to greatness—an all star cheerleader, a beautiful violinist and an academic scholar. She dreamt of teaching the aspiring youth to think abstractly. Unfortunately, she gave that up when he conquered her life. After three years of limited contact, I saw her at a mutual friend’s wake. She was unfamiliar to me. Her hair had lost its glossy shine and now appeared a dull champagne color. Her face was a ghostly white. Her lanky arms fell magnetically to his side, and her fingers interlocked between his hands. Behind her once smiling eyes there was a melancholic cloud. Not only did that day in November give me insight, but it also changed my life.
He dictated her interests, her appearance and her relationships. Although we have not spoken, her absence conveys enough about her life. She was miraculously granted permission to attend college, but I’ve recently heard she’s having thoughts of giving up her education. The diamond band suffocating her ring finger may be the explanation for this unfortunate surrender. Taking away one’s education takes away all hope.
As a result of this man, my friend was deprived of her education. She became distracted and unable to excel academically. This abandonment has uplifted me to put the pieces of my life together better. My dream of becoming a novelist has remained my top priority. My inspiration for writing comes from the experiences I encounter. This girl has inspired me to keep writing and never to censor myself. I wish to become the voice for those who are smothered and unable to speak on behalf of their feelings. I have attempted and succeeded in publishing some of my work. Maybe my writing will inspire others.
I have encountered many people who have either inspired me or attempted to deprive me of inspiration. My father has always told me, “You’re trapped in a world this big; and the experiences you encounter and the people you surround yourself with will determine where you’ll be going.” I have learned not to loathe self. By breaking away from negative influences, I have been cleansed spiritually. My friend’s broken perception of herself has made me a more resolute individual.
Inevitably, the situation I witnessed has altered my perception of other people. It ironically has made me more empathetic. Everyone has a story to tell, and because of my friend, I am willing to listen.
As tragic as it may seem, from the outside looking in, my friend’s relationship has proved everything I desire to stray from. Watching my friend unravel has allowed me to see the importance of self-worth. In dedication to my dearest friend I will pay tribute. When I thread together perseverance and the will to succeed, I will do it in memory of a girl who has taught me the great importance of independence. I wish to intertwine my knowledge, experiences and compassion to create something rewarding.
-Chelsea Sinclair
December 7, 2010
I feel so betrayed, by everyone I’ve ever known..
December 3, 2010
The lady doth protest too much, methinks”. Hamlet (Act III, Sc. II).
November 23, 2010
Shine
I can see it in your eyes
What I know in my heart is true
That our love it has faded
Like the summer run through
So we’ll walk down the shoreline
One last time together
Feel the wind blow our wanderin’ hearts like a feather
But who knows what’s waiting
In the wings of time
Dry your eyes
We gotta go where we can shine
Don’t be hiding in sorrow
Or clinging to the past
With your beauty so precious
And the season so fast
No matter how cold the horizon appear
Or how far the first night
When I held you near
You gotta rise from these ashes
Like a bird of flame
Step out of the shadow
We’ve gotta go where we can shine
For all that we struggle
For all we pretend
It don’t come down to nothing
Except love in the end
And ours is a road
That is strewn with goodbyes
But as it unfolds
As it all unwinds
Remember your soul is the one thing
You just can’t compromise
Take my hand
We’re gonna go where we can shine
And look, and look
Through the windows of midnight
Moonfoam and silver —David Gray
November 10, 2010
What does one do on a seven hour drive…
This is the question I pose to all of you. On a drive through endless mountain ranges, and desolate farm country, under the luminousity of the stars in the galaxies, what does one ponder about? Possibly what they have left behind on this solemn drive to no mans land, or possibly, what they thought they had left behind. As a daughter, a sister, a friend, a lover and a foe, I am a girl with many responsibilities. I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders and I most certainly live to please others as a result. When I love, I do so unconditionally. When I argue, I do so stubbornly, but the point I am trying to make is that I don’t half ass anything. I expect the same amount of dedication from others whom I admire and care for. My biggest issue about others, no matter what their relationship to me, is the ever so cliche issue with ”fully trusting someone.” We have all experienced a certain extent of pain, whether or not it was inflicted physically or mentally, purposely or accidentally, pain is inevitable. Life is a bitch that way. That’s the thing that sucks about situations like trusting someone, either you value trust to the fullest extent, or it is too far fetch to even bother. However, a cheating ex boyfriend, or a backstabbing best friend, do not in any way corresponded to my issue with the act of trusting another human being; as ironic as that may seem. My issue with trust is more of a philosophy. I believe it is impossible for one to trust someone else whole heartily unless the past is completely erased from thought. Jealousy is toxic. It destroys. It rips through the silhouette of a person straight down to the core. Jealousy is one of the seven deadly sins and it should not be considered anything less. It is the most repulsive quality one could possess and I have fallen a defeated victim to it, many times. Granted, it is one of the most unavoidable feelings to ignore. Jealousy is the cause of the demise of friendships, families and relationships. It reeks havoc on anything in its path. Unfortunately, the foil to jealousy is love. It destroys that too, or at least the possibility of it. Getting back to trust, jealousy feeds its appetite. It taints trust. My apologies if this is unorganized and a bit rant-ish, but this is what the delirious and demented mind ponders on a seven hour drive to no where.
To recap, my theory- never look back.
-Chelsea Sinclair
