~Lies~ This is not about them.

My friend Lila wrote a very interesting blog post awhile back, on a topic I could never elaborate on. Check her blog out here! ➪ http://silverbonesandgoldenstars.blogspot.com/
The post is based from the book, We Are Broken, and Lila takes the quite a lot of time talking about lies. I, for one, can't say much about lies. I can say that they are bad and untruthful. To help me think more about lies and lying, Lila left us some questions.

When you have to lie to someone like that, when do you stop? Does someone make you do it? Or does the other person find out first? Why do you tell the truth? Why don't you?

I think that to show you care for someone, you have to tell the truth, always. Once you begin to lie, you can't stop. Many people say "I lie to you because I need to protect you from the truth." I disagree. You need to tell everyone, especially the person you really care about, all honesty. Does "all honest" make sense?? Doing this and staying by their side shows how much really you cherish and care for them. It's like saying "Forever I will stay with you, through the good and the bad. You know why? Because I love you, and I have to go through the same crap you do." Saying this reminds me, once again, about the Fruits Basket quote I love so much. "Repeat the good... and the bad. Do it all... and pile on the years."

Also, once you start to lie, it's hard to stop. It may be something imaginative from your world of creativity - I'm trying to come up with a clever way to say "the human mind"- that you must say, but don't feel like making up a whole story because it's annoying and lame. OWN EXPERIENCE...

I think the word "lies" may as well begin capitalized, as is "God" and "He" when directed towards God. Then again, many words should be, they mean so much. But, is "God" his name? A title? It's the same with "His Royal Highness". Does this mean he's up towards God? Off topic, something to look into...

This also reminds me of BIGBANG's song, Lies. ➪ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Cv3phvP8Ro&feature=relmfu

The first few lines are

Yeah... Love is pain
Dedicated to my Brokenhearted People
One's old a flame... Yes, Scream my name...

I like how he says "Dedicated to my Brokenhearted People". It seems like in the song he's saying lies break love. Another reason to tell the truth? Yet, at the moment, I don't understand "One's old a flame"... I will have to search into that meaning...

I haven't read this book. It seems like something I may read, yet, I'm not sure why I say this. I suppose, often, I read books recommended by friends?

Well, before I end this post, let me ask you. What do you think about lies? Do you agree or disagree with my theories? Why? Ooh this is making me sound all high-and-mighty...

I wish to hear from you!

The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing [ SPOILER ALERT ]

Recently in The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing I have been thinking about the title. Octavian is a slave living in Boston. Although the setting is up north and Octavian and his mother are treated well, they are still considered "slaves" because they are "slaves who may be bought and sold at anytime". This made me think how slaves didn't have last names, or they took the last name of their owner. Perhaps that's why the title is "Octavian Nothing" Get it? :D Well, that's what I've decided to infer.
Also, in this book, they are quite religious. They often mention God, and they are Catholic.

I find it interesting that the owners (there are many living in one building) call themselves by numbers. I'm going to make a quick, small inference that they are bad guys. By this, I mean that they aren't allowed to own slaves but they are anyway and use secret codes so nobody knows where they are. Something like that. Then again, this sets in the late - ish 1770's, so maybe it is still legal in the north...? But I still like my amazing idea better. Because they're evil. So ha.

The Astonishing Life Of Octavian Nothing

Some books are happy.
Some books are sad.
Some tell good stories,
some tell very bad.
Yesterday, I started The Astonishing Life Of Octavian Nothing Volume I - The Pox Party. I already have much to say about it, even though I'm less than a hundred pages into the book. "There is no refreshment more gratifying to the soul than the sight of Nature in her summer finery, before the heat is at its most intense. She is soothing, but not soporific; intoxicating without inebriation." I love how in this paragraph, "nature" is capitalized so it is not in fact "nature", but "Nature." As if She (notice the capital...) were a God, referred to sometimes as "He".
Reading this book has made me want to paint. I have so many beautiful ideas to paint from this book, for example, Octavian's mother, Cassiopeia. She's an African princess of the Empire of Oyo, the Egba people. Apparently, when she lived in Africa, before he palace burnt down, it was covered with flowers and had many gardens, and that the palace so close to the ocean that a breeze would waft the salty scent through it. I can completely imagine the bronze princess gazing out at the sea with vines all over the window with flowers booming from vein-like ivy. This is only one of the many beautiful visions I have so far.
I also love his mother's name, Cassiopeia, because it's my favorite band's fan-club name! (Laughter) I haven't much time, I'm sure to write more on this wonderful next week!!!

Maus

Recently, I read the first book of the series, Maus. Maus is a true story about the author getting his father to reveal his life to him so he may write a comic book about. This comic book is what became Maus.

In this book, the Jewish people who wear discriminated against were mice, while the Nazis were cats. I think this is really interesting to look at from that point of view, since cats are supposed to eat and attack and sorta of HATE mice. Like Tom and Jerry.

It seems like I enjoy stories with bad situations. For instance, earlier this school year, i read Emil and Karl (I have a blog post about it). They are both about World War II and living through it while being persecuted, although in Maus the author's father is a grown man and Emil and Karl is about two young boys.
Recently, I found out what a swastika is, and I realized just a moment ago that it's in the middle of the emblem on the book, with the skull- cat head. (I believe it is a skull...?) When I looked it up (on Wikipedia, I know, I'm TERRIBLE...) (Oh wait this is Wiktionary... whatever...) it shows up with three languages (I don't know how to explain it... here's the site... http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E5%8D%90 ) and they're all from Asian countries. I THEN looked it up on Wikipedia and it says

"The swastika (Sanskrit: स्वास्तिक) is an equilateral cross with its arms bent at right angles, in either right-facing (卐) form or its mirrored left-facing (卍) form. Earliest archaeological evidence of swastika-shaped ornaments dates back to the Indus Valley Civilization of Ancient India as well as Classical Antiquity. It remains widely used in Eastern religions, specifically in Hinduism, Buddhism and Jainism. Following a brief surge of popularity in Western culture, the swastika from the 1930s became strongly associated with its iconic usage by Nazi Germany, and it has hence become stigmatized and taboo in the Western world; it has notably been outlawed in Germany if used as a symbol of Nazism. Many modern political extremists and Neo-Nazi groups such as Afrikaner Weerstandsbeweging and Russian National Unity use stylised swastikas or similar symbols."

So I know it symbolized Nazis, but I still don't really understand what it has to do with Buddhism and Hinduism. I suppose I will have to research more about it...

Cirque du freak (Spoiler... for first book...)

Cirque du freak seems like the only vampire series that no one hates on. (Twilight, on the other hand...)
When I read the first one, Darren has to leave his family in order to continue to live.
I feel bad for Darren. He had to fake his own death to survive, and his parents believed that he really had died. When people die, they realize that leaving people behind is just as hard as being left behind, if not worse. I can't imagine leaving my family. Even though sometimes I get sick of them, especially my brother, I can't imagine living without them.
This made me wonder if Darren was on bad terms with his family. Even if he is, I can't believe that he would swap his LIFE for his friend! I guess I can, but Sam, his friend, had begun to hate Darren because he had become a vampire (jealousy is BAD). To get a cure to save Sam, Darren had to become a vampire. I think think was a very generous act, since Darren knew that Sam would hate him forever if he saved him. Then again, he didn't want to have Sam die feeling that he hated Darren.

Fruits Basket Final Volume (a bit of a spoiler but read it anyways :D )

Comics have heroes. They have them defeat evil, demented monsters or villans with super strength. They even, sometimes, have a deep, thoughtful plot and theme.

Recently, I've been rereading a lot of manga series, including Fruits Basket by Natsuki Takaya. (Well, I've been rereading the few volumes I actually OWN of the series). I love this series - romantic comedy is my treasure :)

Fruits Basket is very sad sometimes. The main character, Tohru, her mother died. In this last volume, it shows Kyoko (her mother) of what she was thinking when she was dying. I want to incorporate it into one of my poems. "I understand now. Leaving people behind, being left behind. They're both... so hard..." And she starts going on about how much she loved Tohru and if she loved her enough. It's really touching and sad. This is one of those things you would wish to be real, to really have happened. It's like in The Office, you (well, at least I do) wish that Pam and Jim were a real couple :)

I remember when I finished the series, the last sentence was so touching, I cried. I'd never cried about a book before, but it was so beautiful and I was so sad that the series had ended - I was overwhelmed. "Repeat the good... and the bad. Do it all... and pile on the years." I also want to put this into one of my poems. My topic is Icy love. I think. Or Icy life. something so it sticks out - something good and bad. This is where I can say the quote again :D

Repeat the good... and the bad. Do it all... and pile on the years.

Honey Hunt ~ :D

Recently, I have been reading a series called Honey Hunt. Over the winter break, I read five entire volumes... I must get the sixth one...
Anyway, in Honey Hunt by Miki Aihara, the main character, Yura Onozuka, is the daughter of two famous celebrities. Her mother is Yukari Shiraki, a famous actress voted "Best Mom" for a magazine. She's not. Her father, Takayuki Onozuka, is a famous musician.

This story has many problems, which I can not discuss right now because it would give away the book and because Ms. Rear will tell me to re-do this if I summarize it.

When I was reading the series, I started thinking, "I wonder if this hard life for Yura is how it is for many children of real celebrities." It made me think of Madonna's daughter, Lourdes. I didn't know who she was, until someone said "Madonna's daughter". It's like that for Yura too, she's not known much and is referred to as "the daughter of Yukari Shiraki".

Also, I sometimes wonder if Lourdes has any talent, or if she just goes to LaGuardia because she's Madonna's daughter and LaGuardia can use that to boast. I feel bad for people who aren't known for themselves but only through other people.