"Beauty passes, wisdom remains"

I am a firm believer in this quote. Being one who has both qualities, I feel it is necessary to spread the word that wisdom is what is truly going to carry you through life, and in turn grow through out it as well. . My dear friends, outter beauty will only last us so long in my opinion. I'm not only directing this to women, but men also. Ladies, your hair will not always be the beautiful, rich color that it is today. Eventually, that will be taken over by brittle-like colors of grey, and white. Gentleman, eventually, you will no longer be capable of enticing a woman with your wrinkle-free, youthful faces, and in-place hair lines. The more you experience, the wiser you will become. I also believe that experience isn't the only way to become wise. KNOWLEDGE is also a key to wisdom. This is why, after many years of immaturity, I have finally realized that with every encounter I have, and new things I learn, I am becoming wiser day by day. If I had to choose, I would die full of beauty SECOND to full of wisdom.

My Day Away ( Diary Entry)

June 22,2010 3:39pm Location: Hermosa Beach

Now Playing: In My Dreams By: Kid Cudi

Dear Diary,

Today is my day away. I woke up when my body was physically and mentally ready, Igot dressed, and was on my way. I started my day off by going to

the Library. I got myself a Library card, and checked out two books. "Honey Flava" By Zane, and "Promise You Won't Freak Out" By Doris and Natalie F

uller. After that, I walked around and discovered a new beauty supply store that carries EVERYTHING. lol Lucky me. Next, I hopped on the bus to the mall. Here, I got some McDonalds, and my favorite drink. (Caramel Frapp) . I walked over to Zumies to see if they still carried the keep-a-breast braclets I kept procrastinating about. Fortunately they did. It was like 5$, which is kind of a lot for a damn braclet. lol At least I'm supporting the cause right? Well, now I'm at my last stop right now, which is Hermosa Beach. The sky is almost perfect. Cloudy, but not glumey. There's a pleasant breeze bru

shing against my skin nearly soothing enough to put me to sleep. In the background of the music playing in my ears, I hear the waves of the ocean calmly spreading across the shore, where children, couples, and bi

rds alike, wait for the salty water to touch their feet, but only the birds can fly away. As for me, I'm going to lie here with my feet tucked into the warm sand, and let my thoughts spill out onto my towel while I eat my double-cheeseburger . lol.

Until tomorrow,

Alexis

A Day Away By: Maya Angelou

*Definitely worth reading*

We often think that our affairs, great or small, must be tended continuously and in detail, or our world will disintegrate, and we will lose our places in the universe. That is not true, or if it is true, then our situations were so temporary that they would have collapsed anyway.

Once a year or so I give myself a day away. On the eve of my day of absence, I begin to unwrap the bonds which hold me in harness. I inform housemates, my family and close friends that I will not be reachable for twenty-four hours; then I disengage the telephone. I turn the radio dial to an all-music station, preferably one which plays the soothing golden
oldies. I sit for at least an hour in a very hot tub; then I lay out my clothes in preparation for my morning escape, and knowing that nothing will disturb me, I sleep the sleep of the just.

On the morning I wake naturally, for I will have set no clock, nor informed my body timepiece when it should alarm. I dress in comfortable shoes and casual clothes and leave my house going no place. If I am living in a city, I wander streets, window-shop, or gaze at buildings. I enter and leave public parks, libraries, the lobbies of skyscrapers, and movie houses.
I stay in no place for very long.

On the getaway day I try for amnesia. I do not want to know my name, where I live, or how many dire responsibilities rest on my shoulders. I detest encountering even the closest friend, for then I am reminded of who I am, and the circumstances of my life, which I want to forget for a while.

Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence.

Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us. We need hours of aimless wandering or spaces of time sitting on park benches, observing the mysterious world of ants and the canopy of treetops.

If we step away for a time, we are not, as many may think and some will accuse, being irresponsible, but rather we are preparing ourselves to more ably perform our duties and discharge our obligations.

When I return home, I am always surprised to find some questions I sought to evade had been answered and some entanglements I had hoped to flee had become unraveled in my absence.

A day away acts as a spring tonic. It can dispel rancor, transform indecision, and renew the spirit.

I'm so doing this.