The Marilyn Monroe Blog

Marilyn Monroe was born Norma Jean Mortensen in Los Angeles, California on June 1st, 1926. She died on August 5th (Donnie and My anniversary), 1962 at the age of 36. She was married to Joe DiMaggio and Arthur Miller at one point, a friend of Einstein and a lover of John F. Kennedy and Bobby Kennedy. Which may have been why she died.



Arthur Miller once said that Marilyn Monroe "was a poet on a street corner trying to recite to a crowd pulling at her clothes."

It literally hurts me when people say that Marilyn was a slut or a whore or stupid. When the exact opposite is true. Marilyn was very intelligent, interested in politics and loving. Admittedly, she had her faults, all of us do.



A red-head too. She was beautiful, even today she is still regarded as a sex goddess. But that is not what she wanted to be. She wanted to be a mother someday. She even said so herself.

"I have too many fantasies to be a housewife. I guess I am a fantasy."



"The thing I want more than anything else? I want to have children. I used to feel for every child I had, I would adopt another."

"Fame is fickle and I know it. It has its compensations, but it also has its drawbacks and I've experienced them both."



She loved Beethoven records and reading Tolstoy and Whitman. She took literature classes at UCLA and acting classes, because she was forever trying to be better. She was a human being who had addictions and trials. She had miscarriages and was increasingly drawn into the world of alcohol and drugs to cope. She was endlessly unhappy with herself and the world around her. The world that couldn't accept who she was.

A human being. A woman who just wanted to be loved.



This is to my beautiful Marilyn Monroe. A poem I wrote just for you. Sweetest dreams.

Marilyn Monroe
A mad poet, dancing through space. You scribbled venom, running from fate.
A wandering prophet, searching the deserts for a glimpse of God, only to find
sand.

A Goddess, you longed for mortality. Wishing for someone to love who you
were, not who you had been. All the while holding a world that loved only
your beauty, never looking within.

A gypsy forsaken by the music, surrounded by glittering diamonds, but they
weren’t your friends. Pursued by men who never cared or ever would, all
they ever wanted was between your legs.

A million sparkling pieces, exploding and shattering, will you ever stop
spinning out of control? Will you ever find what you crave? More fragile than
you appeared, you were stronger than they knew.

Norma Jean was lost, found in the coffin of Miss Marilyn Monroe. Was the
price of that last kiss worth your soul? Did they truly love Marilyn Monroe?
Were you still Norma Jean at the end of it all?

Now you are an icon, worshiped and idolized, but did they ever look into those
beautifully broken eyes? Beloved by a generation, one that never understood
the scars that lay just beneath the skin.

The Palm Reader

My friend, Kid, and I went to see a Palm Reader/Tarot Reader/Psychic yesterday. It was very amusing. Though, entirely TOO expensive for my tastes.

I don't know if I believe in that kind of thing, though I think it is fun to think about. I enjoyed it, at any rate.

We also went to an antiques store and two book stores. I love Book stores!! :D I will post a couple of picks from the antique store later on today.

Anyway, Happy Father's Day to all the Dads out there. I hope it is a fantastic day for you. For those of you who are just normal people with no children or you are a girl, so this doesn't fit you, have a happy Day o' the Sun. :D

I will Scream.

This blog is about Twilight. I thought I had posted a blog about this topic before, but apparently not on here or anywhere else. Hmm. Anyway, the reason for this is because I am tired of people comparing Romeo and Juliet to Twilight. So here, is my little rant on that. Enjoy.

RANT

First of all Shakespeare was a literary GENIUS. He added thousands of words to the English language, created a story for almost every genre known to mankind and is still one of the most widely read authors of our time.

Secondly, Romeo and Juliet (being one of my favorite Shakespeare plays) is about love at first sight. Not meeting someone who breaks into your bedroom at night to watch you sleep and is always bringing up the fact that he can (and wants to) eat you. Also, Juliet has a life independent of Romeo. She is the daughter of a leader, she is supposed to marry someone else when she falls, tragically, in love with Romeo. There is a whole story besides Romeo and Juliet's love interest in one another.

Thirdly, whilst Romeo may show some signs of stalking (I can admit that he does go looking for her), it isn't out and out stalking. And they get married and then realize how flawed that plan was. In the end they kill themselves for love and everybody is better for it. If "Twilight" was anything like Romeo and Juliet, then Edward and Bella would die and the rest of us would feel much better and could continue on with our lives.

Unfortunately, Stephenie Meyer decides to go and ruin the entire Vampire genre with someone who sparkles and reads minds, but can't read Bella's mind at all (which is never explained) who is also bipolar and manic-depressive. Bram Stoker is turning in his grave as we speak. Then to add insult to injury she can't even keep his hair color straight. That's right, I went there. She says he has bronze hair one moment (which is brown and gold), red-brown the next and red-gold after that. None of those colors are alike except that two of them have brown and two of them have gold. There are other such cases through out the books where she incorrectly calls something one thing and then calls it another, sometimes in the same sentence.

So again, I would like to point out the following:

Vampires do not sparkle (I know they aren't real, but there is mythology that she could've researched and did not). I could understand if she gave some explanation as to why Edward is different, but she doesn't. EVER. He doesn't explain why he isn't burnt up in the sunlight or why he doesn't turn into a bat or anything else. I refer you to Christopher Pike's "Thirst No.1 and No.2" for reference on explaining what you are changing about the mythology and why.

It is not only breaking and entering to break into Bella's house every night for a month and watch her sleep, but it is also considered stalking.

Controlling where she goes and what she does is abuse. Making her feel guilty for feeling certain ways or doing certain things is abuse. Breaking her car so she can't leave is abuse. Abandoning her is abuse. Need I go on?

Romeo and Juliet was created by a literary Genius and Twilight was created by a lonely woman who wanted to create a fantasy for herself. And then wrote it very poorly.

My Stand on World Peace

My stand on World Peace if I were a contestant in the Miss America Competition. Note: I've only watched like 1 Miss America Competition, so forgive me if some of the details are off.

Let's pretend for a minute that I am Sarai (which I am) and I am Miss Random State. Now, as is often posed to Miss America candidates, I am asked a question about World Peace. The following is how I picture this going.

Question: Do you think that World Peace is possible and if so, how can it be accomplished?

Miss Random State: World Peace cannot be as long as Human Beings exist.

Question: Explain.

Miss Random State: Human beings are what holds us back from World Peace because of our inability to settle conflicts peacefully and live in harmony. We are constantly bickering with one another and hating those who are different from us. If there was no hate, no fighting, no war or conflicts, we could have peace. Unfortunately it is Human nature to have conflict, from the moment that we discovered the ability to kill others. With our own hands we have murdered any hope for peace whilst we exist within the realm of reality.

Audience: Stunned and angry, most likely. Some people agree with me. In the end I do not win the bid for Miss America and receive a bunch of hate mail that only goes to prove my point.

Why am I doing this, you might ask? Well I posted on Facebook earlier the following statement "World Peace cannot be as long as Human Beings exist." and one of my friends from high school commented on this with "Is that your miss America stand?", which got me thinking.

My reply was "Why yes, yes it is. Lol, if I ever were in the competition. I'm pretty sure that wouldn't get me voted into being Miss America either. :D" and the rest is history (so to speak).

I think about some very interesting things sometimes. ^^

Crazy Happenings

As I mentioned in the last entry my life has been pretty crazy lately.

First off, I lost my job. This occurred after just 1 week of training and 1 week of being an ACTUAL employee. That sucked. I was heartbroken, because I really (REALLY) liked that job. I am over being sad now and have moved on to just being pissed.

Secondly, my mom got re-married. We all knew that she was going to get married, we just weren't expecting it to happen so soon. Originally it was going to be July, but it ended up being May 28th. And no, I wasn't there for the wedding. I found out after waking up from a nap.

Thirdly, did I mention my mom got FUCKING MARRIED? Yeah, crazy shit. So because she got married she isn't going to renew the lease here, which means we all have to be out by the 1st of August. Which would be just fine if I still had a job, but I don't.

Not only that, you guys might not know this, but I don't have my high school diploma. Due to a lot of health issues when I was in school I didn't get to finish. So I'm also trying to get my GED, so that I can get a GOOD job. As in, benefits, insurance, the whole nine yards.

Anyway, that is what is going on now.

This time I'm not going to promise that I'll do better, or promise to blog more often. For now I'm just going to say that when everything gets straightened out I'll write more. I may write a lot in the next few days or I might not, you never know. In the mean time, please keep reading and please keep telling people about the show and the blog. It would be nice to come back to a bunch of new fans.

love,
Sarai