December 2009
I suddenly had the biggest urge
And it is all because little Timmy got thrown off and bumped his head on the way out. Little Timmy’s mom wasn’t too impressed and tried to sue the city for operating dangerous machines. Now poor little Timmy is bubble wrapped so that he doesn’t fall down and scratch his elbow.
I’m bitter. I hate over-protective people who are determined to take all of the fun out of...
“If I turn into another,
Dig me up from under what is covering,
The better part...”
– Dig - Incubus
“We never should allow another sun to set
On all the words that we have held so...”
– Clockwork by Mute Math
Carved In Wood - Part 3
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“SOMEBODY HELP ME!” the voice carried high and low. It was close by, I just didn’t know where.
I tried to yell out, but my dry throat had no voice. I squeaked and pushed the sound up through my lungs but nothing came. I need water.
The voice screamed out again, this time in more detail; there were emotions of pain and frustration. They were scared and alone,...
Carved In Wood - Part 2
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A calm northerly wind blew in across the wreckage and the clouds of dust disapated. The world revealed was grim, but there across what might have been a road, I saw a hand outstretched beneath the rubble. I tried to focus my eyes and see but the winds kept blowing and the dust came again, whipping past.
“Maybe I am not doomed after all.” I said.
I shook myself up, fighting...
Carved In Wood - Part 1
If all the world fell to pieces, I would be standing at the very heart of its collapse, walking through a thick cloud of dust and ash. Embers rising through the chaos and the fury of the ruins of a million empty buildings; hollow and fragile structures of steel beams, crumbling bricks, and shattered concrete. I swallow the destruction and fall to me knees. The blood on my hands stains the world.
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Your Holiday Traditions!
I’m always curious to hear what other people do on Christmas Eve and Christmas day. Everyone has traditions and we all love to do something special at some time.
Christmas Eve has always been a random day/night for my family and I. We sometimes will sit at home and do nothing while other nights I have gone out tobogganing with friends. It’s always special and always fun when we do!
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Mmmm!
Cranberry juice is best. Mixed or by itself. It doesn’t matter. It’s just amazing and it makes me happy and I like being happy!
Beauty & Truth
Like many, I gaze with my eyes upon the world, watching and learning. I am trying to understand the world and piece together all the little mysterious in my life and those across the world. Yet I am troubled and troubled often it would seem. Beauty is difficult to define because it relies heavily on the eye of the beholder. What I think it beautiful, could be completely different from what someone...
The Decade by Matthew Good →
A Lack of True Christmas Songs
Has anyone else noticed that there really hasn’t been any GOOD new Christmas songs/carols? The classics still stand and they are so hard to match. Bing Crosby singing White Christmas. It doesn’t really get much better than that. In fact, if you haven’t seen the film, White Christmas, you should. If the hot cup of hot chocolate doesn’t warm your heart, this will.
But...
Christmas Shopping - Another Perspective
Hehe. I never suggested, at least I hope I didn’t, that you shouldn’t shop in December. I was merely saying that you shouldn’t leave everything to the last minute. ie. the week before or the day before. Months is pretty extreme and I certainly did not do all of my shopping months in advance. I did pick up a few things though and I was glad of that. I spent one year stuck in the...
13
Today, on the 12th of December, we stand at the crossroads of absolutely nothing. The fact that there are 13 days till Christmas, is of no consequence, except perhaps to those whom have yet gone out shopping. Oh, I’ve been there before and let me tell you from experience, 9 out of 10 times, last minute shopping usually means unthoughtful gifts. We mean well with gift giving, but if...
The Night Is Ending
It is always night. The flames burn high into the sky. Torches glowing fiercely, shadows dance and wander across the yard. A cold chill reigns down from the mountains and the only way to stay awake and alert, is to march. We march across the yard, we guard the walls, and around the perimeter, stopping occasionally to warm our hands.
Yet amongst the walls of a once great city, lie the foundations...
A Storm Approaches
The festivities began to dwindle and the people slowly said their last goodbyes as they wrapped their scarves and slid on their jackets. Suddenly it seemed as though there was nobody there. The noise of conversations blanketed and the warmth of a hundred bodies seeped out through the door, leaving only a lingering touch of heat in the space. It must be time to leave.
We said our own goodbyes,...
grrr mummble mummble. why am i not able to create the things i want to be able to create. for the life of me, i simply cannot draw/colour in photoshop. i suck at it in fact. oh sure, watching videos and reading tutorials helps, but nobody really explains how to do something. they fly through it so fast that you have no idea what the fuck is going on. it pisses me off to no end because all i want...
For The Cause
The clock ticked. Ticked. Ticked. The air was silent except for the counting down of the old grandfather clock. It had somehow survived in the room, untouched, where everything else had been completely obliterated. Tick. Tick. Tick. Boom.
The front door exploded into a thousands shards of wood. Fire whistled into the room, exploding.. destroying. Gunfire erupted. Bullets traded for bullets. The...