JABÉZ GARDEN💚
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are you just living or are you 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄❔/// planting seeds + watering the current ones + imagining the harvest 🌱 /// SUPPORT BEYONCÉ🤎
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I Went To Six Flags Alone, and I Enjoyed It
It’s one of the most wonderful times of the year. Every step you take outside is a filled with a crinkle and pop, and the joy that it brings fills you with enthusiasm for the next time you would gather with your family. The time associated with this amount of enjoyment is not Christmas, but my own personal birth date, October 19th, 2001. That’s right, the second best time of the annual is the day you were born, because it marks the day of the miracle it took to be able to enter the world. The point is, it was around this time when the plans I made up inside of the most advanced system of all would be finally executed. The greatest place I could think of that fills me with the most happiness is Six Flags, Great America. I’ve been going there for about 5 years now, it’s become one of my favorite places to be. So I set out to go there, and as anyone who is friendly and mildly popular, I invited everyone that was close to me. I was sending out texts rapidly, like a desperate cook trying to make it big time with his special recipe. Fast forward, the special day comes. My birthday party was a week and a day from my birthday, and I was more ecstatic than I had expected to be. Arriving at the flags, my wonderful guarding King and Loving Queen had dropped me off, making sure everything was a-okay, expecting my friends to all meet me there. As I got out of the car, I rushed to the line hoping to be first, due to the track record of time-stealing and adrenaline-heightening long lines in the past. Stepping into the park alone was something new for me. It wasn’t natural at all, but the great thing was that I was in the park, even though the overcrowded lines were still ahead of me. Imagine walking at a normal pace, but the daytime is fading away faster than usual. That is how it was for me, because, I spent the entire day at Six Flags alone. Not one of my friends or family members that I consciously, purposefully, and lovingly invited showed up. On the surface, the reasons being a lack of transportation; all on the surface. I knew that the real reason my party was avoided was a deeper meaning. What that is? I’m not sure, I just knew there was one. Plus, this isn’t one of those “you don’t know what people are going through” moments, because I’ve seen the people I call my friends go through even more ballistic measures to make it to another human beings gathering. My birthday party was a solo deal. As I entered the line for the last ride I wanted to experience, everything started to hit me. My first instinct was to fully emphasize to myself the fact that I wasn’t good enough for people to make it. But I knew that wasn’t true. As I began to see the positive, I realized my strength. I realized what it really means to be independent. I accepted the fact that I had spent an entire day with the person I was birthed with, myself. The crazy thing is, the whole day, I hadn’t really felt bad about it. It was on my mind, just not my priority. What do I take from this? In contrast of the world’s idea that you need people to be happy, you don’t. You only need the person in the mirror, because that’s the person you are truly and factually with the most, anyway.
By JABÉZ GARDEN💚6 years ago in Motivation
The Time I Met Zendaya
It was the day I’d be going to see Zendaya Maree Stoermer Coleman, going to the official launch of her clothing line. Ring Ring! Ring Ring! Buzz Buzz! Buzz Buzz! Ring! Buzz! These are the first noises I heard when I woke up. On average days, hearing that noise would lead me into great turmoil, debating if I would use all of my energy in a single moment to get up for jail, also known as school. This day in particular, I associated the loud, continuous noise with positivity. I felt the strongest sense of love, oneness, and joy! Jumping up, I slipped on my house shoes and gave no thought to going to the bathroom. On the way out, I stopped in my tracks to go back to my iPad and look at the time. Right on time I thought to myself, having anxiety that I would wake up late and miss out on the happiest opportunity. Dodging to the room where my parents sleep,
By JABÉZ GARDEN💚6 years ago in Motivation
The Scarlet Letter
The Scarlet Letter is a story about a young woman named Hester Prynne who goes through experiences in the seventeenth century, contradictory to everything she stands for. There are various characters in the story who experience different things, most to get a point across to the reader. What are these things? How does Hawthorne’s depiction of these characters help the reader understand his message about conforming to society? Hawthorne’s depiction of these characters convey the message by demonstrating the appreciation of natural things on character and observation in the other.
By JABÉZ GARDEN💚6 years ago in Geeks
