Fais De Beaux Rêves...
My baby girl
There are times where I just don’t want to do things. Generally I grin and bear, however I realize through the majority of my day, I’m spent with an idle mind. I need to learn how to shut off, move on, get things done and grow up a bit more.  With this being said, in the next few weeks I will be producing videos on thoughts. This is a dangerous thing.
Goodbye social life. School is back. I will be posting on here often, however can be reached at katie.martin@utoronto.ca xo
“Survival and other NGOs have been campaigning for years for the Peruvian government to act decisively to stop the invasion, but little has been done. Last year an American organization, Upper Amazon Conservancy, carried out the latest of several overflights on the Peru side, uncovering further evidence of illegal logging in a protected area. Marcos Apurinã, Coordinator of Brazil’s Amazon Indian organization COIAB said today, ‘It is necessary to reaffirm that these peoples exist, so we support the use of images that prove these facts. These peoples have had their most fundamental rights, particularly their right to life, ignored … it is therefore crucial that we protect them.’ Renowned Brazilian Indian leader Davi Kopenawa Yanomami said today, ‘The place where the Indians live, fish, hunt and plant must be protected. That is why it is useful to show pictures of the uncontacted Indians, for the whole world to know that they are there in their forest and that the authorities must respect their right to live there.’ Peru’s Amazon Indian organisation AIDESEP issued a statement saying, ‘We are deeply troubled by the authorities’ lack of action… despite complaints from Peru and abroad against illegal logging, nothing has been done.’ TV presenter Bruce Parry of hit TV series Tribe said, ‘Protecting the land where uncontacted tribes live is of global importance. We have consistently failed to introduce them to our world without inflicting terrible traumas. It is for them to decide when they want to join our world. Not us.’ Survival’s Director Stephen Corry said today, ‘The illegal loggers will destroy this tribe. It’s vital that the Peruvian government stop them before time runs out. The people in these photos are self-evidently healthy and thriving. What they need from us is their territory protected, so that they can make their own choices about their future. ‘But this area is now at real risk, and if the wave of illegal logging isn’t stopped fast, their future will be taken out of their hands. This isn’t just a possibility: it’s irrefutable history, rewritten on the graves of countless tribes for the last five centuries.’”
Infinite relationships: From issue #13 of Inside Front magazine, a hardcore punk/anarchist publication, published in 2003. Re-printed and distributed in January 2010 by: entarchy distro / fresno, ca (Yokuts territory) myspace.com/entarchy / entarchy@riseup.net This is about so-called “non-monogamous relationships,” about some of the benefits of trying out one of the alternatives to the formulaic dating/marriage/divorce model for love. Your response to this article will probably be similar to the one I had a few years ago when I read a discussion of the same subject by David Sandstrom in the Swedish zine Handbook for Revolutionaries: “good idea, but, uh, not relevant to me, of course…” It turned out I was wrong. Had I remembered a lesson I’ve learned over and over, I would have realized that often the ideas that make me the most defensive and uncomfortable at first turn out to be the most important for me in the long run. Not to say that I’m offering a program that you must all immediate adjust yourselves to… but we can’t remind each other enough to be open to new ideas, in case they do prove to be helpful in our lives. Link is attached to the photo.
I barely remember this night. It had nothing to do with the booze, and I don’t take drugs. It was just so much fun that even before the night ended, I had inventoried it in my memory as a summer night, when summer started…at the end of summer. Too idle, bad representation of self. Goodnight. Also I wear that jean vest too much.
What the hell am I doing? Haha, no really though. School is starting again soon, and guess what? I slept all damn summer. It passed my by. I feel like an old woman who just realized how much life she ignored. Damn. My groove has only started recently. I’m broke, I’m wet and I’m super hot right now, but I have everything I need. Maybe this is why individuals aren’t content with life right now, due to them being in the realization that there is always more, and to never settle. I’m horrible at settling… maybe it’s a good thing.  I’m not sure where I’m going but i’ll figure it out. 
I always find looking for a new job in Toronto kind of like looking for a new apartment. You have to be on the ball, and ready to go immediately with your all. I feel like this would be the recipe for success: 2 Americano’s  1 large breakfast 0 dairy products (I always have to fart during interviews I am avoiding it this time) 1 long bike ride (to clear my head) 24 hours of no facebooking the day before… to avoid any acquired feelings that do not belong to me Knowing people gets you around here too… Just have to let them know it’s worth knowing me…  Also, I hate writing up resumes. It’s like a damn okcupid account. Prove you’re amazing on one page, lemme at that matchup. Prayin for me.
SO I’ve added an alter ego to my bike. His name is Ryder. Perhaps he’s my bike version of a boyfriend, who I’ve manipulated my mind to believe he will hangout with me, go on adventures, chill out, give me game play and not bother me when I can’t be around. Anyways, he was wounded today in the brisk of action, and has a flat tire. So at home he stays and off goes the girlfriend to bring home the veggie bacon.  I find coffe shops noticeably hilarious due to how people hover over their computer screens. I am at Ezra’s Pound on Dundas West. The Communal Mule which was my favourite up lifted left and broke my heart last week. I found this out while Sean was here, I think I was more upset at the fact everyone could see my nipples in my see through American Apparel Dress… I think they do this on purpose. Untouched virgin see through dress when the sun hits you. Fuck my life.  But really, this is all funny, I find this humorous. 
Sean from San Fran is coming tonight. We’ve spoken for nearly two years, and he happens to be one of my closest, and appreciated beings in my life. When real life hits, and I see him, I might barf. We will see how this goes.