tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60687091690561249322024-03-05T09:15:09.987-08:00DogBlogJonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-79815604567899814742010-07-16T22:17:00.001-07:002010-07-16T22:21:19.757-07:00poemI like Sherman Alexie. Here is why:<br /><br /><strong><em>Indian Boy Love Song #1</em></strong><br /><br /><em>Everyone I have lost<br />in the closing of a door<br />the click of the lock<br /><br />is not forgotten, they<br />do not die but remain<br />within the soft edges<br />of the earth, the ash<br /><br />of house fires and cancer<br />in sin and forgiveness<br />huddled under old blankets<br /><br />dreaming their way into<br />my hands, my heart<br />closing tight like fists.</em>Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-85748620370677440312010-07-13T11:33:00.000-07:002010-07-13T12:04:33.613-07:00a few thingsI have been having random thoughts while working today, here are a few.<br /><br />1. Recently(for the millionth time) I was told that I am too nice to have come from the hood. I have been thinking about it for a few days now. Here is what I say. Never underestimate the humans will to survive. And survive is all we did back then.<br /><br />2. I think that the forefathers declared "Seperation of church and state," to keep politics out of church, not the other way around.<br /><br />3. What type of training does a police officer need to tell the difference between a gun and a taser? Im willing to pay for that myself. (google "oscar grant")<br /><br />4. A list of short stories to read:<br /> W<em>hat You Pawn I Will Redeem-</em>Sherman Alexie<br /> <em>The Things They Carried-</em>Tim O'Brian<br /> <em>This Is What It Means To Say Pheonix Arizona-</em>Sherman Alexie<br /> <em>The Man In The Brown Coat-</em>Sherwood Anderson<br /><br />That is all for now.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-18893408725013485802010-07-08T07:20:00.000-07:002010-07-08T07:37:12.914-07:00Do thisFixed on this.<br /><br />Once,<br />I was taught how to be a human being.<br /><em>Then,</em><br />I was old enough to realize that we no longer know what that is like.<br /><br />I tried to teach myself these things.<br />Love and compassion, honesty and humility. In the event of my demise I hope to have accomplished at least one.<br /><br />I keep having this debate about helping people. My church, they are afraid of it. If we do not have this though, what do we have? Have we not been entrusted with loving Him and loving others? I keep hearing the argument "What if they take my money and buy drugs? Then I am hurting them." As if it were for us to decide. Sure, we do not have the Lords ability to see the soul, but let them answer to you about what is yours and answer to Lord about what is His.<br /><br />More about this later, I have to go get a physical. My future employers way of making sure that I am of the unimpaired persuasion.<br /><em></em>Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-2901772649406713052010-07-07T16:58:00.000-07:002010-07-07T17:13:52.566-07:00WordsIm glad nobody reads this crap.<br /><br />I started writing a book about my life and I realize just how terrible it all really was. What a curse. An assemblage of disfunction. But that is not all that I realized. I also realize that some experiences served the purpose of making me who I am. There is no escaping that. Regardless of how good or bad we think we had we are all proprietors of some serious disfunction. In fact, everything about our personality is somehow shaped by this. Yes we can change and learn, but the desire to do so comes from this very thing. The cycle will never end.<br /><br />The learning portion is interesting. I don't think I learned a whole lot from my experiences until many years after they occured. Funny though it may sound, I still am not sure what the heck it was all about. Suffice it to say that, it is what made me who I am. Never do we get away from any of it.<br /><br />Im okay with that.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-56828590533910419722010-05-18T11:25:00.001-07:002010-05-18T11:28:33.845-07:00A Fine January Mourning<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzDr3c7w29LtzjWKjeMOmEupDdyp2UVcFVmI8cqq1mqRSI-1Kq311PNHbfjlW0f583ECT16-yZC1bhIOjObdL0IufSS-yt8v_9ovsfjcSyzH0RUwnRrlc9c7vim5GV3RyWl1Lg_gSJQ9M/s1600/DSC_1141.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472678415891697730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzDr3c7w29LtzjWKjeMOmEupDdyp2UVcFVmI8cqq1mqRSI-1Kq311PNHbfjlW0f583ECT16-yZC1bhIOjObdL0IufSS-yt8v_9ovsfjcSyzH0RUwnRrlc9c7vim5GV3RyWl1Lg_gSJQ9M/s320/DSC_1141.JPG" /></a><br />A reflection on the loss of a loved one.<br /><br />Watercolour.<br />18x8 in.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-47753874953968449612010-05-18T10:18:00.000-07:002010-05-18T10:31:15.121-07:00PoliticsI had a friend tell me that she was fed up with people telling others what they should or should not believe. I am too. So first things first, this is just my beliefe, I have been wrong before.<br /><br />I was challenged by a friend recently (although probably not intentionally) about my political beliefs. She said something to the effect of "Your political views are all over the place." And she was right. I was challenged and bummed because I did not know how to explain why that was. As if I had not thought it out before. So I did just that.<br /><br />Today I think "Christians" are confused about their patriotism and political beliefs and how those coincide with their religious views. I often hear that "Christians" are supposed to be of a specific political conviction (I will not call any names here). I think we might be confused though. Should we not be christian before we are republican or democrat, or even american? I believe that I think the way I do because I dont want to be any of those things. So many times I hear explain how they are conflicted over things like abortion. Im american and I believe we have the right, but im a christian and I think it is wrong. Why are we having this debate? Did Christ ever say he was conflicted between his political beliefs and his way of life?<br /><br />I think christianity (cheesy though it may sound) is its own affiliation. It is when we start to look like the rest of the world that we may need to take a second look at the way we think.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-10985461685776917792010-01-23T15:40:00.000-08:002010-01-23T20:40:33.212-08:00Poo.A few days ago I had jury duty. Call me bitter but I do not feel like I owe anything to the government. Especially not the legal system. That is not what I wanted to talk about though. The funny thing about jury duty is that you are giving yourself to the government essentially. The badge actually says "This Badge and badge holder are property of the Department of Justice of California." You can imagine the irony, a Native being the "property" of anything, especially the "justice system." You try and tell any Native he or she is the property of anything much less the united states and see what happens. I laughed it off. But then you can imagine the irony when a mexican man sits next to a white woman in this crowded room, who literally mumbles "ew," and then removes herself from her seat and stands. This was not funny too me. Then, as the crowd of potential jurors dwindles a more hilarious scene presents itself. Left in the room are all hispanic people, most of which im sure speak spanish. On the screen is the food channel. Much to my amusement there is a white lady teaching this room full of hispanics to make a wonderful salsa using, not 3, not 2, not 1, but ZERO chilis! And just as my name is called I have a sudden urge to use the restroom. Now that's what I call civil DUTY.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-25620632599817013792009-11-16T10:29:00.000-08:002009-11-16T10:37:21.085-08:00SavageThe indians gathered<br />ciricle around the fire<br />dance until hearts are content and feathers are ruffled.<br /><br />The Great Father can see this<br />He smiles.<br /><br />The indians call to the sky<br />brightly colored face paint to match<br />the colors of the clouds.<br /><br />The Great Father can see this<br />He smiles.<br /><br />The indians tell stories of how<br />the Great Father saved them<br />from generation to generation.<br /><br />Oh but now, not now.<br />I am not indian, we are not indian.<br />There are no more indians.<br /><br />Perhaps the Great Father closed His eyes<br />just for one second.<br /><br />And the indians were gone.<br /><br />Mostly I just think the Great Father weeps<br />for the lost children skin and blood red as the sunset sky.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-47738269332273009872009-11-04T09:53:00.000-08:002009-11-04T10:10:47.985-08:00A Couple of things. (not really)Thing number one. I had a conversation with an atheist recently. He was all pissed off that christians could believe in a God that could allow so much harm to come to the world when He is fully capable of stopping it. The "free-will" argument has been long washed up in the minds of athiests so I put it this way. I had a rough upbringing by many standards. In fact my father-in-law brought it to my attention that we have seen more tragedy in my 24 years that he has seen in his lifetime. That was my life though. Never did I think that the God that I believe in was responsible. In fact I blame it on my own actions and the actions of those around me. This is a common misconception of God by christians and non-christians alike. As if God should be some cosmic superhero saving the world by striking down the bad guys and smiting those of us who stray. In fact it is my own belief that it is irresponsible of christians and even athiests to put the blame on God for our actions and those of others. I've been wrong before.<br /><br />Thing number two. This one will have to wait. As I sit here trying to think of how to write it out I'm so heated that it might just sound like an anrgy rant. Dang.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-25278739907165013562009-10-26T10:40:00.000-07:002009-10-26T10:43:15.961-07:00I hear them all.I have been writing some music and I hope to post some of it soon. As for now here is some of my inspiration as well as a song that reflects my recent mood. Enjoy.<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ug7IgB8MfWE&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ug7IgB8MfWE&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-32483666136398572862009-10-14T09:32:00.001-07:002009-10-14T09:34:16.276-07:00For ExampleI talked about this in my last blog. Now it is in the paper, the perfect example. Read this.<br /><br /><br />http://www.visaliatimesdelta.com/article/20091014/NEWS01/910140307/Parolees-say-they-were-directed-to-homeless-encampment-by-their-parole-officers&referrer=FRONTPAGECAROUSELJonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-56911906889744687922009-10-12T10:02:00.000-07:002009-10-12T10:08:33.419-07:00people personI like to watch people. People are interesting to me. We are a complicated work of cells, tissue, muscle, emotions, ideas, dreams, and all these things and in no specific order.<br /><br />We all have grown up with a set of beliefs and ideas of how things should be. These things are shaped by people who were shaped by people who grew up with a set of beliefs and ideas of how things should be. This goes all the way back to the beginning of humanity. I see this when I look at people. Their ancestors, their parents, their shape.<br /><br />People have issues. We all do because we are all people and are a result of our being shaped from the beginning of time by people who had issues. People, however, have a tendency to overlook this.<br /><br />There is this homeless man who comes into the café and he always asks for food or coffee. I usually pay for his coffee or give him bread that would generally be thrown away, because people do not like bread ends, just the homeless. Sarcasm aside though, I once talked to the man and asked him where he was from. He told me his story. He told me how he confided in this health and human services director in Sacramento who, after gaining his trust, shipped him to his current location far from home. They were trying to move the homeless out of their town. Yep, you have read correctly, they were taking out the trash. This man was treated like garbage to be discarded, out of sight. Now he refuses to stay at a shelter for fear that this might happen again.<br />This man needs help. He is old and brittle and hungry and tired. But the one person who should have given it ruined this man’s view of who he should and should not trust.<br /><br />We are all like this in a sense. Our parents did not pay attention to us so now we have self-esteem issues and sleep around to look for that attention we desperately need. Our parents put us up for adoption so we have abandonment issues. We were abused so we fear or hate authority. We grew up in houses that taught us that violence was the norm so when we are wronged we lash out violently.<br />But people do not see this. They do not see other people that need some direction or are crying for help or cannot trust the people who will help them. They see the murderer, and he needs to be murdered. They see the adulteress and she needs to be shunned for her actions. They see the thief and they need to be dealt with swiftly.<br /><br />When I was homeless I stole because if I didn’t my sisters would go hungry. I was 13 years old and I knew I could not pay for food. I knew that people would not give me food for free. People did not take pity on me, I was a thief.<br /><br />I do not see thieves, murderers, adulteresses, or liars. I see people.<br /><br />If only we could all see people.Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068709169056124932.post-70263192667677919362009-09-30T10:03:00.000-07:002009-09-30T10:40:19.060-07:00Second classFirst things first. I think I have discovered an artists <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">equivalent</span> to writers block. I have several paintings that I have yet to finish nor do I like them very much. This comes at a bad time seeing as how I am supposed to be preparing for a showing among other art <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">related</span> projects. Perhaps the nice weather will inspire me.<br /><br />I have been writing some songs however and I can post those soon.<br /><br />Today I am incredibly frustrated. I often am treated in a way that makes me recall how I was treated in my youth which is frustrating. Usually it is a smal silly thing. Today it was just that. I am the only student in my Bio class that does not have a seat. This is frustrating seeing as how I am one of the students who was enrolled in the class. Others who have crashed the class have seats. I have taked to my teacher about it and he does not seem to care. In fact yesterday he moved me to the back of the class. There is no desk space, I cant see the board to take notes, and im in a high chair at a low table. When the teacher puts out supplies he puts them in groups of four which works for everyone seeing as a table sits four. It does not work for me because im not at a table. Today was the worst of all. He came to the back and was giving lecture in which he stood in front of me (literally, and only a couple inches away from me,) and addressed the class.<br /><br />Today I went into class and there was a lady handing out review surveys for the class. I went to my normal seat in the back and when I went to the front the lady said "Oh don't worry about it." And what I heard was, "Oh this is only for students with seats."<br /><br />It is official, I am a second class student.<br /><br />Now this is not normally a big deal and I am not implying that my teacher or this survey lady are racist. They are just disrespectful and inconsiderate. Some people are like that. The problem is that it frustrates me to no end. I will probably think about it all day! There is a huge injustice serviced to second class citizens and races everywhere. (Not at all unlike second class students.) And the survey ladys of the world could care less. <br /><br />This is where I get a little political. (Or alot depending on where you sit.) I get that there is a problem with socialism and universal health care and all that jazz. My problem is that so many people are praising capitalism. "You work hard and all will be well for you," they say "but you must work hard." There is also this idea that poor folk do not want to work, they want to live off the government and so it is there faut somehow. I am not saying that does not happen but here is another example for you. I was working the field by the age of 12. I worked my butt off and picked more grapes than some of the grown men out there. By the time I was done however, all I had was a few scars and good stories to my name.<br /><br />I had a friend who discovered that bikers (motorcycle riders) have a secret wave that they give as they pass eachother. She had not noticed this before and it struck her as odd that there would be a wave that says, "Hi im a biker. I see that you are a biker too." She went on too say that she wished people treated eachother like that. I mean why cant we wave at a total stranger as if to say, "Hi im a human. I see that you are a human too."<br /><br />I am with her. Cant we all just be human?Jonah Trevinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08791932135314193893noreply@blogger.com0