Too pure to peer at sparkling waters, or frozen mountains The minds eye dwelling within four walls delves into the fertile deep Pondering perspectives beyond a single lifetime to arrive at a fantasy such as This
Month: February 2018
Three Whispering Angels
Three Whispering Angels What do you think? Will it work out? Yes. -The End-
Excerpt: Depression
...He came back to his house, laid in bed, and cried. The burden was unbearable. He had the ability, but never acted. He was a loser, and he knew it. So he cried. All the opportunities he was blessed with, he knew, and he cried. He knew what depression was, he knew it was a … Continue reading Excerpt: Depression
Poem: Philosophy akin to lovers
Philosophy akin to lovers when wind blows drywood on coals a thing untouched fuels the fire
Six Sided Writers Thing
I think I'm just going to write this page about stuff and things. Maybe stuff and things is cool. Maybe not. It would be great to be recognized as an artist. "What did he do," they'll say. "He did stuff and things," they'll say. That's the ticket. Just rambling about, trying to find the thought … Continue reading Six Sided Writers Thing
Mr. Bree
The many lives of Mr. Bree Grow and fade like leaves on trees He did that thing he was to do. He didn't do it, is option two. Three other things he tried. Four times about it, he lied. Five days for forty, he was to work. Six of the seven, he acted like a … Continue reading Mr. Bree
Friday Finds A Letter, or; It’s Friday
"Blank pages Friday, that's all we have, blank pages..." Doc drifted into a mutter as he frantically looked through the clutter. "I've found one," shrieked Friday, "A letter! A whole gull derned letter!" She turned to face Doc, "Will this be enough? Can we make a word now?" She suddenly realized she was standing there … Continue reading Friday Finds A Letter, or; It’s Friday
Mah mah mah mah, my persona
The problem with a persona like mine is, I speak my mind and my perceptions, but I have no understanding of how I relate to others. Am I good? Or, bad? Or, middling? I guess it irks me that I cannot tell on my own; that it is up to you, how you judge me. … Continue reading Mah mah mah mah, my persona
MindWorld
Where do you draw the line With what you do And what you hear Where do you find the time To do what you do And Be True to you too Is it We or Me Or perhaps to Be Is it Ideology Or Psychology Perhaps Pharmacology Or Biology What … Continue reading MindWorld
Dr. Dooropeningfoodgivingsnuggler Opens The Door
Mr Kittenface called out to Dr. Dooropeningfoodgivingsnuggler, "Dr. Dooropeningfoodgivingsnuggler! Open the door, open it, open-meow!" Dr. Dooropeningfoodgivingsnuggler rose to his feet and began lumbering towards the door. Mr. Kittenface, who was use to maneuvering around large bipeds, trodded along calling out, "open-meow!" Dr. Dooropeningfoodgivingsnuggler seemed to not pay any attention to Mr. Kittenface's commands, and … Continue reading Dr. Dooropeningfoodgivingsnuggler Opens The Door