Its kinda like see if it sticks with these things

end.

Day5 Performers

Gotta hand it to performers, musicians and the like.  They recreate art every time, no revision, repeating a performance multiple times.  Alot goes into a book or a song to inspire a feeling in you.  Painters and sculptors decide what they release and if it meets their expectations.  Authors and publishers write and revise as they see fit.  Now they have to compete?   That's insane!

Day5 Camping

I don't like camping.  You trade your support from structure and enviorment which you have carefully crafted, for support from cousins, relatives, and friends.

Seems like a bad deal to me.

Day4 Tough Opinion Questions/Opinions

Thought is the root of all evil.
Humanity will always foster a good and an evil.
People are not equipped with the ability to find happiness.
Usually the only reason people have problems with the easy route is because they didn't find it first.
Count on yourself as your strongest person to fall back on, you will always be there.

Day3 A Trend

Bit of a trend I've been noticing

The best way to have a good day is to have a shit morning.

Day3 Hate

Find it kinda hard to do all the "hating" that everyone else does.  Only things/people I've come to hate over my many years of life are my brother and my dad.  Either there is a difference of motivations or definitions here.  Maybe I'm too afraid to stick such a strong negative connotation to something.

Oh, thought hit me while I was writing, this is genius.

You dislike what you can avoid, you hate what you must endure.

Day3 Hitler

I find it hard to hate Hitler, the way others do atleast.  Given the same opportunity and the means to succeed, I may have done what he had attempted.  The world is an evil place, I believe humanity could endure mass genocide for an eternity of purity.  That is not to say that life has no value, or one life has more value than another.  That is to say lives are more valuable than one life.

Hitler is such a hot button this will be taken the wrong way.  >.>  Ignore this one if you have no taste or too much.

Day2 Each day

Finds amazing new ways
to suffocate me

Day2 A Day To Myself

A day to myself,
is all I've wanted.
Goodbye my friend,
hello myself,
let us enjoy this undaunted.

Gonna write this now, rather than later.  I don't plan on monitoring my quality and refuse posting compositions which I feel don't meet the standards of good publishing.  This blog is for my benefit and mine alone.

Day2 Fleeting Thoughts

Fleeting Thoughts

No idea stronger than this,
which i want to share.
But as a look for words,
the thought vanishes in thin air.

If the world could but hear,
the thousand thoughts of man.
No more evil shall it bear,
no atrocity happen again.

But forever shall he(me) be cursed,
With the solutions of tommorow.
His words jumble,
His thoughts fumble,
The world is cast into sorrow.

Day1 Derp, deleted my first post on accident

Post one contained a brief summary of my purpose in posting here, but through some ill begotten keystrokes, it is gone.  Oh well... lets get to it shall we?

Loneliness

Part 1

We are all accompanied into loneliness

Two enter a cell,

of who's door is locked for indeterminable amounts of time.

Brought facing a great adversary.

A form of oneself which has no age, no knowledge, no wisdom,

no fear, no regret.

A unison greeting, of forced handshakes.

No friendship can be born, no love kindled.

No hate sown, no fear grown.

When we are left to ourselves, we face ourselves.

Part 2

Great familiarity with ones emotions begets either a union symphony, or a deadly revelation.

Man, writing that felt bad because I was interrupted so many times during the composition and I couldn't get the feel of the concept I had this morning.  Hopefully I can give my next attempts greater justice by producing them as they come.

Urp, this doesn't feel justified.