UNSTRAP YOURSELF

I decided to take the plundge, and see what a blog could do to help me link a series of thoughts together and research a way into the growing necessity for truth. By adding Unstrapped to the blog culture, I hope to share a perspective that will lead us to question our attachments which create a desire to own that which we idolize. I also want to bring up political and social diconnectivity. What are the issues we face today that mould us into who we are ideologically? Can we review our outlook? Can we learn to perceive in other ways? Is it possible to live a complete and simple life, and give others the respect of individualism? Through spoken word, rhyme, art, simply you, and prose- I invite readers to contribute their own stories and experiences. Is the weight of the world and it's incongruances in your head? Are you feeling tied down to someone or something? Are you feeling devoid of a sense of independence? Are you free, and want to share the freedom virus? Can you let go of your attachments and join a truly unstrapped world? More importantly, can you be real and true to yourself? If we can express ourselves freely, we can help each other come to a place of ease. Use this blog as a peaceful sanctuary where you can find a place to clear your mind and discover a refreshing new way to live! Through your interest here, we can get together and make this happen! The point? Spread this around like FIYA! Wear it with a smile that melts the layers away from the strapped. Let's talk about things that don't connect!







Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Willy Woggle Circus Fundraiser

I've been really busy helping organize the fundraiser this Friday 4th of March at the American Legion in SLT. Would love it for all to help support us in the Circus arts world. You will be able to enjoy all sorts of freakyness including Aerial hoops, jugglers, fire dance, heklers, lazers, incredible dj's, adient zoo's awesome band with circus toons included, accordian jigs, amazing raffle prizes, cheap drinks, and of course, spoken word slammin by moi.
A lil taste of me is like:

Im an artist made of love, not of push, not of shove.
im feeling from above on the brinks of discovering
a place I call peace, where people, they never sease to be
beyond the skies the limit, try to live it
what you describe within it.
Let go of victimhood, cuz that's where i stood, higher than i could
and i know if you try, you would rise to a place called sweet, below your feet.
responsible me i am for my falls, and despite of it all,
i smile for my serenity, and you pass by me,
and i stop to offer you some of me.   ©

><)))*>...fishin food for thought...
Posted by jennifiya at 11:02 PM

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