People call me Lizzie Bee

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People call me Lizzie Bee. Southern California is where i call home and I have a family that I wouldn't trade for anything. Taken By A Good Man. Life is too short to not enjoy the beauty, comedy, sadness, love and righteousness that it holds. So here I share the things that mean something to me, in hopes they will mean something to you as well. Like OrangeSUnshine Blog on FACEBOOK for streaming updates: facebook.com/OrangeSUnshineBlog

Thursday, April 14, 2011



Artist Chris McMahon buys cheesy landscape paintings from yard sales, then paints in monsters :).

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

"We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and -- in spite of True Romance magazines -- we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely -- at least, not all the time -- but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness."


-Hunter S. Thompson

:)

word

Although I was expecting this, Its still attempting to envelop me.

Life changes so much in the blink of an eye

my my my

drives me coo coo, coo coo ca choo. 

i'll just sit and watch my paintings grow.


  I ain't scared of no walrus anyway.


You have changed my life. I thank you for every experience we shared together. And I thank you for helping me to become the person i have grown to be today. This Frabjous Day.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

obscure, irreverent, & mysterious
Barack Obama was seated next to a little girl on an airplane trip back to Washington. He turned to her and said, “Let’s talk. I’ve heard that flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger.”
The little girl, who had just opened her book, closed it slowly and said to The Obama, “What would you like to talk about?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” said the Obama. “How about What Changes I Should Make To America?” and he smiles.
“OK,” she says. “That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff - grass. Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, and a horse produces clumps of dried grass. Why do you suppose that is?”
Obama, visibly surprised by the little girl’s intelligence, thinks about it for a second and finally says, “Hmmm, I have no idea.”
To which the little girl replies, “Do you really feel qualified to change America when you don’t know shit?”

Jung-Yeo Min










So Imma Rant Like I've Got Something To Say


Just Act Surprised.

And I Don't Have To Love Or Think Too Much


I slipped
Didn't mean
Didn't mean to do it that way
But I blew in on a whim, gone tomorrow
shit, I'm gone today

"All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on."      

  -Henry Ellis
                                                                 

I Guess We'll Just Have To Adjust

If the children don't grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We're just a million little gods causin' rain storms
turnin' every good thing to rust. 

b i g December 30, 2009

we'll correct collegiate mistakes.
a shower of formal ideals.
completely soused.
the hearts on our sleeves,
as they drowned we could hear them screaming,
"oh, what a tragic way to see our final days." 



I attempt to talk up the town:
"the answers are in the arches of the 20th century towers
and in comfortable cars in motion."
and yet it still remains, this incessant refrain:
"you're just like the rest. your restlessness makes you lazy." 



keeping busy is just wasting time
and i've wasted what little he gave me.
(all around) i know the conscious choice was crystal clear,
to clean the slate of former years:
when i sang softly in your ear and tied these arms around you.

Deep Water


The thought manifests as the word;
The word manifests as the deed;
The deed develops into habit;
And habit hardens into character.
So watch the thought and its ways with care,
And let it spring from love Born out of concern for all beings.

The Gift of Memories

The whole secret of existence is to have no fear.
Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one.
Only the moment you reject all help are you freed.

WE ARE NOT fast learners. In fact, we don't learn at all. Not anything of substance, at least. All we learn is fear; and fear is overwhelmed by need; and need finds its ally in hope. We do not learn to stop trying. We fall down and some kind soul picks us up and dries away our tears and pats us and powders us and sends us on our way again. We put out timid feelers, ready instantly to retract at the slightest rebuff, but we keep on putting them out. A shy and hopeful smile greets every prospect, though if it is not returned, we may pretend that we were just smiling to ourselves. We are ashamed at our need and try to hide it, but everybody knows. They know because they are like us. Everybody's been there, or is there, or is going there soon. Everybody. In matters of the heart, there is no respect of persons.

'Tis a lesson you should heed,
Try, try again.
If at first you don't succeed,
Try, try again. - Thomas H. Palmer (1782 - 1861) 


image via julianbialows.com
If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living.
-Gail Sheehy

So As Not To Be Dead

"hope for the best, Expect the worst"