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  <title>Pony Girl Mystique</title>
  <subtitle>Bond Heart, Free Spirit!</subtitle>
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    <name>ponymystique</name>
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  <updated>2007-09-17T20:00:54Z</updated>
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    <title>Sundown</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T18:46:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T18:59:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was searching for the real video to thsi song and came across this one.  It was really well done, even if i don't think thsi is what the song is about.  To me it more about letting the door close on the past, and moving forward and being who you want to be because in the end you gotta do it for you (As Austin Powers would say!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ponymystique:3886</id>
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    <title>Had a bad day?  YES</title>
    <published>2006-06-28T00:50:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-28T00:50:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Where is the moment when we need it the most &lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue sky's faded to grey &lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low &lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line &lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces every time &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday &lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink and the whole thing it turns out &lt;br /&gt;Wrong &lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know that you could be well oh that &lt;br /&gt;Strong &lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most &lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I &lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You see what you like &lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel, one more time &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Powter lyrics to - Bad Day</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ponymystique:3303</id>
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    <title>V for Vendetta</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T05:36:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T20:00:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It was a really pleasant weekend.  For the most part, it was very quiet and we did almost NOTHING for a change!  No visitors, except for, well…you know.  But all in all, it was quiet.  jan and i played EQ2 a lot, and we managed to sneak in some chores.  The last chick hatched, well sorta.  He isn’t doing so well.  i think he worked to hard getting out and he just kinda lays around.  Hang in there, critter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to go see V for Vendetta on Saturday evening, but it was sold out, as the Alamo was also showing MI3.  So, back home we went. jan and i played some more EQ and then we went to bed.  We decided we would try again in the early afternoon today, and low and behold, finally after no less then 4 attempts, we saw it! (more on the movie in  sec).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don’t know why it was so important to me to see this movie, i really don’t.  i think because someone i distrust said it was an awful concept, and he would never go see it.  Well, he could not have been more wrong.  Anyway, it became imperative that i see it! i mean, he didn’t even like Pulp Fiction!  And, i bet he hates the Rocky Horror picture show, and he would never in a million years go and see a movie that was popular because it had a certain actor in it.  Well, he can just miss out because V was one of the most thrilling movies i have EVER seen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the movie…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won’t spoil it, but it IS a Marvel movie.  i did not know, but Daddy said it was a very popular comic book at one time.  It was long, but never a dull moment.  Of course i cried in all the right places, held my breath in more then a few, and felt pity and recollection more times then i cared to admit.  The movie has left me unsettled.  That would be why i am sitting here at 12:30am writing in my journal, instead of being snuggled up next to daddy sleeping happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am unsettled because, i am thinking about one issue.  This fanatical government focused on gay and lesbians, and took them off somewhere to be tortured in the name of science and the betterment of mankind.  They were not the only ones.  So, i am of course wondering…what happens if this fiction, suddenly becomes a reality?  What if the GW’s of the world suddenly take an even bigger fancy to sticking their noses in my privacy?  Taking away my rights?  Its happening, we aren’t stupid, we can see it all the time, everyday.  So what about me?  i know that we would be a target.  We are different. We are freaks.  We are abnormal.  We are sinners.  Why am i walking this path?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to understand i think.  i am not like other people.  i can’t walk out into the world and “survive”.  Instead, i need someone to help stand me up, push me forward, keep me focused and motivated, and tell me what to do.  Does this make me a monster?  i also have the ability inside me to love more then one person.  To be IN LOVE with two people, and have them be in love with you is the greatest gift that life could possible offer us.  How can that be WRONG? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got out of bed an hour ago, and went out side and looked up at the Texas night sky.  How blessed we are by mother that she gives us such a gift.  Stars, glorious and untamed, are shining brilliantly!  Some are brighter then others, others are dull and nearly lifeless.  Together they make up this spanning endlessness that you can almost reach up and touch.  They exist together, in some sort of harmony that i don’t think man is capable of yet.  We could be, but it requires tolerance, and it requires unconditional love, and it requires us all to look at one another and not judge one another based on our differences.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i wake up in the morning, i take for granted that jan will be getting ready for work, and i will hug her and kiss her and tell her i love her, and hope she has a good day.  i take for granted that that 30 minutes later, daddy will roll out of bed, take a shower and be off to work, kissing my nose and telling me “Have a good day critter”.  i take for granted that i will go off to school, return home safely, and the days will cycle and repeat themselves endlessly.  Imagining anything else is to painful for me.  i don’t want to imagine “what ifs” or face the fact that no one lives forever.  That thought alone is what is keeping me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its silly i guess, but when two people are so wonderful to you, and give you countless chances to be who you really are inside, what else is there to fret over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its now much later then i ever intended to stay up.  5:30am comes early, so off i go to bed.  i don’t know if i will sleep…but i won’t be as afraid as i would have been if i didn’t have them to snuggle up next to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“People shouldn’t fear their government…Government should fear its people.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~i don’t know if you read my journal (i assume you do because your not happy unless your in my life at some level so i am CERTAIN you have found it…) if you are reading now, you were WRONG.  i know you don’t think that i possible, but you were.  The movie is excellent, and your an idiot!</content>
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    <title>Today i think...</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T14:10:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T14:10:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want to live my life in the best way i can.  i want to be soemoen who has a morals...ethics...and integrity!  Sometimes, i feel like i can't do that because of the world we live in.  But...i have this lil blurb i read every now and then that reminds me thats its possible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integrity&lt;br /&gt;(adapted from a book called "Developing the Leader Within You" by John C. Maxwell.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dictionary defines integrity as "the state of being complete, unified." When one has integrity, their words and their deeds mirror one another. "I am who I am, no matter where I am or who I am with". &lt;br /&gt;A person with integrity does not have divided loyalties (that's duplicity), nor is he or she merely pretending (that's hypocrisy). People with integrity are "whole" people; they can be identified by their single-mindedness. People with integrity have nothing to hide and nothing to fear. Their lives are open books. V. Gilbert Beers, says, "A person of integrity is one who has established a system of values against which all of life is judged." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integrity is not what we do so much as who we are. And who we are in turn, determines what we do. Our system of values is so much a part of us we cannot separate it from ourselves. It becomes the navigating system that guides us. It establishes priorities in our lives and judges what we will accept or reject. &lt;br /&gt;We are all faced with conflicting desires. Integrity is the factor that determines which one will prevail. We struggle daily with situations that demand decisions between what we want to do and what we ought to do. Integrity establishes the ground rules for resolving these tensions. It determines who we are and how we will respond before the conflict even appears. Integrity welds what we say, think, and do into a whole person so that permission is never granted for one of these to be out of sync. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integrity binds our person together and fosters a spirit of contentment within us. It will not allow our lips to violate our hearts. With integrity as the referee, we will be consistent; our beliefs will be mirrored by our conduct. There will be no discrepancy between what we appear to be and what our family and friends know we are, whether in times of prosperity or adversity. Integrity allows us to predetermine what we will be regardless or circumstances, persons involved, or the places of our testing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The first key to greatness," Socrates reminds us, "is to be in reality what we appear to be." Too often we try to be a "human doing" before we have become a "human being." To earn trust a person has to be authentic. For that to happen, one must come across as a good musical composition does -- the words and the music must match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I True to Myself?" by Edgar Guest &lt;br /&gt;I have to live with myself, and so&lt;br /&gt;I want to be fit for myself to know,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able, as days go by,&lt;br /&gt;Always to look myself straight in the eye;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stand, with the setting sun,&lt;br /&gt;And hate myself for things I have done.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to keep on a closet shelf&lt;br /&gt;A lot of secrets about myself,&lt;br /&gt;And fool myself, as I come and go,&lt;br /&gt;Into thinking that nobody else will know&lt;br /&gt;The kind of man I really am;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to dress up myself in sham.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out with my head erect,&lt;br /&gt;I want to deserve all men's respect;&lt;br /&gt;But here in the struggle for fame and pelf&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to like myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to look at myself and know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm bluster and bluff and empty show.&lt;br /&gt;I can never hide myself from me;&lt;br /&gt;I see what others may never see;&lt;br /&gt;I know what others may never know,&lt;br /&gt;I never can fool myself, and so,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Self-respecting and conscience free.</content>
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