untitiled

unrevealed emotions of her hearts devotion to your soul; unrelatable lives that share one ultimate goal. reality sets in that they've been living within their dreams. reality is perception, which means its never what it seems. concrete walls they built crumble down. as the earthquake shakes what they continue to try and make. struggling while juggling their good and bad decisions. each move desperate and hastily made without precision. you have to lie in the bed you that you made, or in your case... didn't. you have to go through life to live it. no shortcuts to heaven, no sure way to hell. how do you tell the brokenhearted that God still wishes them well. No way to say if you don't love me now, that there will ever be a beautiful story to tell


RMK

FLY with me..

"We are, each of us, angels with only one wing; and we can only fly br embracing one another."-Luciano de Crescenzo

Ta-East -Saturday the 14th

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Happy Sunday!

Checking in.. its been a busy last couple of days, but thanking the man upstairs for blessing me with another day and another dollar!

MAESTRO KNOWS

A friend of told me about this great website, very inspring! Check it out:

http://maestroknows.com/

June 9th; Dinner will be served :)

The Ronald McDonald House is a home away from home for the families of children who are seriously ill that are being treated at the near-by hospitals. The San Diego RMD House has been around since 1980, and has helped over 14,000 families! A new house opened in July 2009 to accommodate the overwhelming number of occupants the RMD house was recieving. I participated in hosting a dinner at the house when I was in high school before it was re-modeled, and I thought it would be great to be able to do it again so I made reservations for Wednsday June 9th to make an Italian dinner for the families who are staying in the house. The house also has "Wish Lists" of necessities the families that stay there may need and/or enjoy:



http://www.rmhcsd.org/donate/wish-list.html

If you would like to donate, please feel free to e-mail me at rachellerevived@yahoo.com

IDEAS. PLANS. ACTION.

Ideas are brewing! I do not know what it is about coffee, the fresh morning air, paper, and a pen... the combo just gets my blood flowing and my brain cells dancing. I have been really interested in helping out the community lately; I may not have much myself, but if I can help someone else out, even a little.. I plan to do so. I decided to make a few phone calls, and the wonderful people I have had the pleasure of speaking with have inspired me to do so much. Go through with the plans I have been thinking about for so long, and instead of waiting for an opportunity to come to me, I have decided to make my own opportunities! I am working on a few projects with some great people that I am very excited about. I will not say too much about all my plans, because as we all know things do not always go as we plan. So instead of telling the world what I am going to do, I plan to show you all what I have in store. I will keep you ladies and gentlemen updated on the latest news!

in the clouds..

Innovative thoughts
A pondering pioneer
My hands touch time
Words crsytal clear
Feelings don't count
I can't keep track
Everything I attain
Is everything she lacks

In a no nonsense zone
No sense in feeling
It only leaves you broken
And I have no time for healing
Peace, what is it?
I'm in a room filled with disaster
Can't slow down, ever
I only get faster

I'm in between the in between
That being heaven and hell
All the hurt the world causes
And yet I still wish it well
I could rise or I could fall
But I'd much rather fly in the clouds
And when its all said and done
I hope I made you proud

RMK

Salutations; its been a while..

All excuses are excused the moment they slip off the lips/ mind is momentarily gone, so my heart is quite intense/ Oblivious to the truth because it means nothing to the struggle/ What's a smile when your alone and lost in a concrete jungle?/ No softness, no soft place to sleep, everything seems so hard/ That's not a bitterness in my tone, that's just how your heart sounds when its scarred/ Although some scars may fade, this battle wound is permanent/ Try opening up your eyes for a change and maybe you could learn a bit/ Or, a lot.. if you slowly put your soul in it


RMK