Invest your THOUGHTS

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPR3GlpQQJA

Invest your thoughts first. Check in with your soul. Then invest in what you believe.

The Tides Are Turning

More and more I am a child of the silent revolution. There is not value in what most give value to. And as the few and powerful rise, the real powers, the friends and comrades of mine that I have kept close to me for a reason throughout the years, I begin to breathe. I begin to breathe with hope that the alternative aren't the offers being given to us by the head of our human clans, but from the members within. We are the silent workers. We are the change agents. It is up to the selected few, with tireless nights dedicated to thoughts, study, and practice, that are being led by nothing more than the quiet guidance from our inner most souls.

Stop listening to the terror stories being broadcast to our homes. Stop listening to the fear and terror coming from the people you love and remind them and yourself that everything is going to be ok. We all have a purpose. No change necessary. No questions asked.

But know, the change that is meant to happen, will be cast aside from the change that is a part of a manipulated agenda. Marked with the pre-meditated speeches and reports of politicians, the FDA, and scientists. Believe nothing. Question everything. Know that the truth of who you are is VALID ENOUGH. Be brave. These are our times. And the things that we know in our soul and heart, are the silent weapons against the things that are trying to control us.

We are strong, And we will fight. We are strong, and our revolution is coming. Keep keep keep going. Silent warriors, create your realities apart from what has been defined FOR YOU as reality. That IS NOT your reality. Your reality is magic, and anything you believe to be true, will be. Believe in your abilities. Believe in yourself, no matter how poor, disabled, unheard, neglected, or punishable you may be. These are our times. This is YOUR LIFE, and no one else's. BEAT IT ALL!

I have a theory

People with ADHD are gifted.
I'm talking:
Psychic,
clairvoyent,
artists,
geniuses,
leaders,
inspirers,
musicians,
prophets...

This is my theory, and I am fighting for the truth of the matter.

This is my theory, and I'm out to save those that will bring positive change to the world.

I am declaring myself a warrior for the gifted and creatives, and all those that will bring light to this dreary world.

Please Sir Ken Robinson, hear this declaration, and help the world.

*** Everyone should get a Stumbleupon.com account

Stumbleupon.com
Do it.

That is a way to gloss over subjects you want, and be sent sites that you are interested in.
I happened to come across this almost perfect youtube video.

Kinderen voor Kinderen song - ADHD

Cutest boy, greatest coincidence.
One of the most recent comments read as such, and I thought it was a very interesting point.

"This show makes me tear up. I don't expect other Westernized Country Folk to understand. But well growing up here... God forbid America has any progressive messages to youth (let alone by youth) or even *gasp* on television. That would just be "unChristian."
- williamgascoyne

Here's One For the Parents: What doctors don't tell you.

ADHD Drugs vs. Possible Cures - Nutrition by Natalie

*** 4 Years Later

I'm in my senior year of college. I have papers due, posts due, movies due, tests to study for, scenes to memorize, journal entries to write, rehearsals to attend and practice for...I have a lot on my plate. And, it's been one of my busiest semesters in a long time.

Now, I remember when I was a freshman, 4 years ago. I tried to tackle just as much on my plate as I am now. I had school, rehearsals, and a huge social life, which was a major priority when I was younger.

On top of all these things, I was transitioning. I mean, we all were. First year of college is a major transition for anyone. But, I was coping differently. I had come to school with my best friend from home, (whoever tells you that is a good idea should be shushed before they can even get a word in.) And, we experienced a major falling-out by the end of the first semester. And, I became depressed, anxious and lost, coupled with my new found freedom at school, this was not a good mix.

What I started to do was terrible. I began taking Adderall recreationally everyday, for about 6 months, where I lost weight, remained focused and frantically "happy", and could socialize thoroughly all day without a hint of hesitation in this new, intimidating, lonely place where I had to "keep up" and feel good about it.

I stopped once I felt like I was losing control of the situation. My heart began double-beating regularly, and I seemed to have the taste of dry "death" in the back of my throat at all times, and all I could think about in the morning was taking it so I could feel good about starting my day. (That's the only way I could explain it.)

I quit. I had to. The medication was just as fulfilling as taking any black-market drug, and it took my young self a little while to realize it.

And you know where I got them? My room mate who was prescribed, addicted to cigarettes because of it, and always bountifully supplied. She could have run her own business selling them because she had so many.

ADDERALL MUST BE MADE ILLEGAL. CHILDREN MUST BE GIVEN A CHANCE TO DEVELOP, AND IN THE AMOUNT OF TIME THEY NEED.... I would have been defined as a drug addict, addicted to a legal substance given to children as early as age 4.

*** I want to ride my bicycle

I DO! I DO!! I want to ride my bicycle all day for hours, and not have to listen to youuuu!

That was a joke, but I really do want to ride my bicycle. Because, 1) I have a crap ton of energy, 2) The food that I eat gives me even more energy 3) I'm an independent adult and I can recognize when I want/need something for my health and how to get it, and 4) This routine I have (school, work, sleep) could make me a manic-depressive who overeats and hates everything eventually because she is in such a bad mood and creates a miserable outlook for herself and will probably resort to drugs, sex and alcohol just to stir things up a bit.

I have never gone to the doctor to check and see if I have ADHD, but if I did, I would probably get a "DIAGNOSED" stamped right across my forehead.

So drug me up, or just shoot me. I'm sorry that I need to be outside for the same amount of time that I'm inside in classrooms everyday. I'm sorry that I can have three different conversations at once. I'm sorry I prefer to multi-task and dare to test my limits. I'm sorry that the average classroom doesn't ground me enough so I can pay attention. I'm sorry that I fantasize about riding my bike with the wind in my hair and going as fast as I can go, when I'm supposed to be focusing on how to re-write my essay for the 3rd time.

But you know what? I get by. And, I'm not sorry that I spend my time the way that I want to.

No, DO NOT get me wrong. I love, love LOVE my education. It's been just as good as any other bike ride. But, all those things I listed previoulsy, THOSE THINGS would be all a child has to tell their parents, who will tell their doctor, and by the next day, the kid is going to be experimenting with doses of whatever drug seems fit.

But, who is the real problem?

How about we talk about public school's Physical Education programs, or lack thereof.

What does:
Young Children+ Minimal Excerisise at School+Current Food Trends= ???

Hyperactive, Attention-Deficit, Students.

Hm...

And you tell me why you think P.E. is one of the first programs to be cut in budget cuts, and the last programs to be added back, and a pharmeceutical industry backed by the government that's making billions off of kids with Hyperactive Attention-Deficit Disorders.

Here's an article to back me up about PE programs, but I doubt you even have to read it to know I'm asking the right questions.

School PE Programs in Sorry Shape