for some odd reason…

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For some odd reason when I wake up in the morning, sometimes I think so hard to remember what just happened? What was that dream I had right b efore I moved my head. I cannot seem to recall any of it. I remember a shadow moving down or a siluete of a person but nothing I can make of. I can never put the shadows together to get the right story –any story for that matter.

Perhaps that is a flaw within me or a strength to come back to it the next night and try again knowing that I will fail –yet I still try.

In real life though, like is much different and I do remember most shapes and I can make out the shadows and recognize them. I like to keep on remembering because one day when my daughter grows up and I am not here, she can read my writings and proudly say “Yes, this is my dad’s.”

power of well…

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the power of well
within one’s soul
can bring upon pain
down on many souls
be careful of the pen
it writes many things
words are forever
changes are your well
i came to see
what lies ahead
too many steps
it is already too late
never came to be
i wish it were past
now that time is gone
all is gone for good

Strange places…

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Somehow I find myself in the class around 540pm. There aren’t many students here yet. Most of them are women. I am not sure if there is a purpose for taking this class but seem like they have come for the same reason as I have –for the pure joy of writing. Maybe they are fun loving having folks who like to write or perhaps they are following a pth to reach their dreams?

“Draw everything form skeleton.” One lady shouts across from me. Not sure what she means by that, but she is explaining how when you draw an object, you must first draw or know its skeleton. “The fire fighters look at the blue print of the building to fight the fire.” She continues. It is too much information for me to absorb, but nonetheless interesting and good to know.

human nature…

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Back when I want in college and read few books and writings here and there -one idea stuck in my mind that human in nature is corrupt. As days and years go by and I see more of it -it only becomes clearer that it must be true. There aren’t any men that will not use power in good and continue to serve the people. It is always in the interest of self that leads men to kill and to take all to oneself.

It is the basic human nature to seek power by whatever means and to keep in power resort to whatever it takes. It is no surprise that dictators are brutal and want absolute power. Power in itself is human most desired passion and most seek it one way or other. From the begging of human history to the current state of affairs around the world, men have caused death and destruction to achieve power and maintain it at any cost.

back on the path again…

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So here I am punching the keyboard again. Nothing in particular, but random thoughts of whatever the follows me throughout. It is amazing how a single thought can make it from my brain to the tip of my fingers. I can almost hear myself saying as I type away.

You have been here before. There is nothing new to write about -superbowl? Maybe I leave that to the sports analyst of SI. They are good at writing articles and stories and they get paid for it. What do I get? Nothing. I just keep on writing nothings. As you have read before these are nothings that will somehow lead you somewhere.

These are thoughts that provoke you to think. Not think like say Seindfield, but think more that the 10 percent. It is hardly a surprise to anyone who dares to think beyond their daily routine that once you start using more than ten percent, you realize how smart you can be -but dare you try. It is encoded in your brain not to think further. It was programmed when you were a kid and were watching cartoons all day instead of creating your own games out side the house playing with other kids -but that is a whole different story and I wish I had more time to tell. You are on your own on this one. I can only mention it and it is up to you to pick and run with it.

Though you may not understand this -after all you are build that way, but I keep on writing about it and one day perhaps you will wake up from your hibernation and smell the roses. I cannot seem to think further right now. Even though my hand are active on the keyboard and I just type away crap that no one bothers to read, but once you do read this, you are addicted to it. It grows into you. To do that though is to go through all the writings and you will find out at some point that what you are witnessing is mind blowing. Even though you are not reading any particular subject or story, you cannot seem to let your eyes off the monitor.

It will take you days to read all of it, but once you are done, you will be glad you read it. What is more important is that you must read between the lines. They speak more than the words. If you start reading you will have to learn to read the lines between. The actual words won’t make much of any sense, but once you realize what they mean, you will enjoy it and be an addict like a crack.

Damn mosquitoes are everywhere -even in the winter time. I just had to kill one right now. They are all over the place in the summer time, but in winter? It is supposed to be cold and the flies and mosquitoes should not be able to fly at this time of the year. But I suppose that they can find comfort in the nice warm room and continue their blood sucking. For the first time in few years I do not posses a digital camera. Well I do have once, but it does not have any lenses. I sold them earlier last week. I will purchase once later this week maybe. There are so many out there it is hard to decide.

Although when you have the power to choose, you have power. Choice gives us power and freedom choose. Isn’t is just beautiful when you can go to any car dealer and buy what kind of car you want. Not a lot of us think about it, but you have the power to choose -think more than ten. I am not sure how long this will be. It is late and I feel like stop writing. Maybe I should write conversations -like screenplays. I can remember few here and there and are worth writing down. I wrote some the other day and you can find it on this site. If I think of anymore, I will write them down and you can enjoy conversations that you might not have had the opportunity nor the thought process to have.

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