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I said I'd keep ya'll posted about my denim yarn.... well it isn't working :-( but I won't give up on it completely!

Denim Knit

Okay, so I've seen on the web some people knitting old plastic bags instead of throwing them away... Really cool since that helps recycle and turn something old into something fun and new. Well, This week I realized I had a pair of pants that were filled with too many holes to truly call them pants anymore. So I thought, what can I do with these instead of throwing them away? I cut them into long strips of fabric that I will now be able to knit into a hat. It is fantastic! I will post pictures and updates along the way.

Today is turkey day and what a day to be thankful for. Right outside my window was a very cold, very puffed up hawk! It was beautiful! It was just one of those moments in life to be grateful for! Happy thanksgiving to all of you and to the troops!

This morning's walk

So this morning I decided that since I was up early, and I didn't have class until 2:00 p.m., that I would take a walk towards the flatirons. So I rode my bike through a neighborhood in boulder (beautiful houses up here) It started to get really hard to ride my bike up the hill, so I got off and walked. At one point I was really near where I wanted to be, I started to get tiredish, so I decided tyo slow down and take a picture of the moon with some beautiful fall leaves. At the point where my body actually stopped moving, I could feel my heartbeat in my ears. I decided that I should probably sit down. So when I felt better, I rode my bike down this little tiny hill to a path opening, it looked like such an innocent little path.... no it wasn't it was rocky and a little steep to be on with a bike in your hands. Obviously it was a no bike trail, but there was no place to set my bike and keep it safe, so it came with me. I walked up the first part of the hill, beautiful picture opportunities, I was in pain, I finally got to a bench where I was able to stop and rest awhile, got some pictures, then went right on walking, this part of the trail was harder just because there was hardly any room to roll my bike and not carry it on my back (heavy bike) So I got to a semi flat part and stopped, I had no idea where I was, but the one thing I did know, was that the flatirons were a lot closer than they had been. I kept walking trying to find the flattest/easiest path that led back to the direction I came from. It kept going and going, then some guy passed me saying that I better not get caught with my bike (no bike path) And I kinda was like "no duh" (in my mind) So I kept going getting more lost as time went by, the flatirons getting even closer, I felt as if I couldn't go on, but I had to just cuz I'd be bear bait if I stayed. (The warning signs about bears did not help the anxiety) So eventually I got to a part of the path where it flattened out and widened, I just thought, I have to have faith that my body will go down this path and I will find my way. I kept telling myself that this is kinda like life, I have no idea where I'll end up, I just have to have faith that I'll end up where I want to be. I took beautiful shots of the scenery and just let my anxiety blow away with the wind. I kept going the direction that I knew would get me closer to where I wanted to be, and sure enough I popped out at then end of the trail into chataqua park.... It was such an amazing walk that made me feel like I could do it ten times over now (without my bike of course) But I just thought that faith in where I'm headed mixed with Love and Support from friends and family is all I need. This walk was so uplifitng.

Something to put in your mind and chew on

I sometimes wonder what being free really means. I go to the store and it says "Buy one Get one Free" The thing is, I have to pay for one to get another free. Is it that way with human lives? Do we have to pay with one human life to get another free? What does a life cost? Can it be used like normal currency? The government pays with a few thousand soldiers, and they get one section of a war-stricken country "secured"
They throw a few thousand more civilians on the counter, and they kill one tyrant, and a whole war. Where is the deal in that? What "sale" are we waiting for to take place? For every soldier killed in action we get to secure more of a lost country? How long is that going to take? How many more soldiers is that going to take?
It's the same way all over. How many innocent families in Sudan need to be massacred before something is done to intervene. A few people have stepped up to the plate and are trying efforts to save lives.
Why don't we save soldiers lives and other lives all over the world and keep them safe so when we need them we have them.
Thanks for listening to this rant.
-Benji

Clouds

A little bit of free form poetry for ya'll.

Clouds

The clouds float suspended in midair
Like jellyfish riding the ocean’s currents.

Moving
Changing
Transforming

All of them individual
Thoughts.
Each one is a memory ,
Or an idea,
Or an aspiration
Just waiting to become real.

They provided fuel for the imagination
We watch them pass over head
Becoming rabbits, cars, anything.
Flowing to a similar destination.
Melding, breaking apart
Fraying as if they are the
Tattered threads of a blanket.

They pass over the horizon
Behind the blue mountains and the sun,
Shining with a brilliant golden hue.
The richness of their journey
Not valued until this fleeting moment of glory.
Where all of the long day comes to a close
And the memories, ideas, and aspirations
All become real, within our hearts, and within our minds.

Balance

This poem may be a little dark in nature, but sometimes I try and write what needs to be written. Balance is all about taking the good with the bad, and the light with the dark. Without either of them, life would not be whole, and thus unsatisfying.

Balance

The wind blows The wind blows
And I fall And I jump
Off of this bridge called Off of this bridge called
Life. Life.
Someone please catch me! No one catch me!
Don’t let me slip Let me slip
Below the surface Below the surface
Of unrelenting death. Of sweet, sweet death.
Pull me from the depths. Push me down into the depths.
Don’t let me drown Let me drown
In unwanted pain. In welcomed pain.
It’s too late, I’m gone. Finally I’m gone.
I sink I sink
Down to rock bottom Down to rock bottom
I think all is lost I hope all is lost
I see a shimmering light I see a shimmering light
From above the surface From above the surface
I turn towards I turn away
I swim hard and fast I dig hard and fast
Up to the very top Under all of the sand
I gasp I gasp
Fresh air! Rancid water!
I welcome it I welcome it
I live the rest of my life happy. I die and the rest of my life is over.