Welcome to the end of October, where my thoughts have difficulties deciphering between Spanish and English (which occasionally ends up confusing people who only speak one of the two). Where now there stands a Pringles can(Ranch Flavored if you were curious) with a hole poked in the plastic top to allow two feathers to shoot out of it like some crazy parrot with a bad hair day. Where the buzzing of my room light has driven me to the point where sitting in the pitch black keeps my sanity. I am drunk, and not from alcohol.
Oh October you have stolen my energy. I am exhausted to the point where I laugh hysterically for no reason and jokes simply confuse me. At the time where the clock reads 1:23 pm and five minutes later it reads 8:12 pm. The point where the rock hard ground is the most comfortable thing I have ever lain upon. Where the phone is my only communication with the outside world, and Facebook is basically my desktop screensaver.
Aye Octubre. Spending nine dollars on a aluminum water bottle attached at my hip so that I can consistently have the ability to save myself from passing out from dehydration. Where a piece of gum saves me the need to eat lunch. Where the leaves fall upon my shoulder and I turn around to see who is there (it is no one) Where I am thankful I chose to buy a cactus because any other plant would have died from neglect by now.
Tenth month of the year, you slay me. I write about you with such disdain (which now I have to look up to make sure I am using it in the proper context). Your weather has brought timid breezes which knock me on the sidewalk, and torrential downpours which I drown myself in.
I have a feeling November may murder me.
29 October, 2009
02 October, 2009
Cold War
Cold War
We have entered another cold war,
Krushchev, and I am awaiting the text of your
secret speech. You shut the doors on my rotting corpse,
but I respect your leadership.
You call me Stalin, which I resent,
and you mock my every thought.
We have a Civil Cold War here,
Krushchev, reversing the order of time.
Thawing the liberty from heart’s choices,
as I attempted to freeze yours in my palm.
Struggling for power between ourselves,
and within the world, Oh USA,
Truman how your doctrine teases me!
Fight your own frivolous war and remain out of ours.
Krushchev, I beg of you, retract your beliefs,
I shall do the same. We will start over.
Knowing that the world we created,
Is just as evil as this war.
We have entered another cold war,
Krushchev, and I am awaiting the text of your
secret speech. You shut the doors on my rotting corpse,
but I respect your leadership.
You call me Stalin, which I resent,
and you mock my every thought.
We have a Civil Cold War here,
Krushchev, reversing the order of time.
Thawing the liberty from heart’s choices,
as I attempted to freeze yours in my palm.
Struggling for power between ourselves,
and within the world, Oh USA,
Truman how your doctrine teases me!
Fight your own frivolous war and remain out of ours.
Krushchev, I beg of you, retract your beliefs,
I shall do the same. We will start over.
Knowing that the world we created,
Is just as evil as this war.
01 October, 2009
Welcome
Welcome it would read in larger letters, preferably green with maybe a grey background, but then again that could be an eyesore. The sign would stand out though, the colors right now are not important. But it would be colorful, or colourful, nonetheless in order to greet everyone to the colorful community beyond the sign. Welcome.
There will be a squirrel waiting on the tree trunk, his name is Harry and he will greet everyone one by one as they bicycle their way into the town (No Cars Beyond This Point, Sorry If It Inconveniences You But It Also Inconveniences Nature) as Harry smiles and holds his nuts. He waves as you pass through.
Keep walking and you'll see the trees, as they too greet those entering with a waving hand. On the right there a bus stop for the bus that goes through town to help those who refuse to, or just never learned how to, ride a bike... and it is completely water powered and is a marvelous achievement in ingenuity.
On some of the corners there are prostitutes, which also smile but in a more, "Hey I need some cash and can make you happy," sort of way. They know the danger they put themselves through every night they stand on those curbs, all the male and female professional love makers... well ... maybe not "love" but hardcore sex. But this is their choice, and do not say they are forced into it because there are a variety of jobs they can seek, but prostitution is no more degrading than being a lawyer neither.
And occasionally they work during the wrong time of month, and we have seen our fair share of that, but we prepare ourselves. Rather them damage themselves with illegal procedures, there is an abortion center right in the center of town. It does not receive much business, but when it does, it is safe and all options are measured before the final plunge.
All of the religions can be freely expressed, all voices freely heard, and all petitions can be made. In fact, there is a protest on the steps of the abortion clinic later in the week on Tuesday, if you would like, Harry will gladly hand you the flyer.
Civil disobedience and boycotts of major corporations are a think of the norm, but others continue their shopping extravaganza giving into the supply and demand free market. Walmart does not exist here, but it is okay because we have other businesses that care for the workers and consumers alike.
The law includes all people under that settle beyond the Welcome sign at the gate. No matter where they came from or where they are going, they have the right to marry freely to whomever they chose, the right to vote for whatever they want to vote, they can visit their loved ones in the hospital, and they can get hired for whatever job they have the skills for and can obtain an education without discrimination. This not to say anyone can get accepted, in fact I was denied for art school the other day, but I do not blame them (my dog looked like it was an anorexic hippo), but everyone has the right and ability to apply and have a fair and equal opportunity and chance to get it.
Animals can not be tested on, or else we may run out of gate keepers like Harry; before him there was Marsha the Duck, she unfortunately passed on though. Animals are protected by law from being poached, hunted, and slaughtered in cruel ways, although due to the fact that we are indeed animals ourselves, it is not to say we are all vegetarians, although many are.
Gambling and drinking are legal for all above 16 although monitored to ensure an abuse is not occurring. And the media has few censorships, as a parent should be more incorporated in the lives of their children then the media companies that put out their entertainment. Plus, what is a profane word but just another word Webster has in his dictionary? And what is nudity but just something seen in the mirror before hopping into the shower?
Finally, we are using stem cell research to try and better the human race and cure diseases that have the potential to devastate the world. And all of the taxes that are paid give results that are visible to the population... roads, better education, and medical and retirement aid.
Welcome the sign still reads. And if you don't like to have the ability to make mistakes, choose your career without ridicule, have the opportunity for a career, have the aid of the government, and to respect everyone and everything around you and have those same people respect you the same... the sign will read Turn Around... Neither of Us Wants You Here
"A world that restricts you acts like a plastic bag over your head."
There will be a squirrel waiting on the tree trunk, his name is Harry and he will greet everyone one by one as they bicycle their way into the town (No Cars Beyond This Point, Sorry If It Inconveniences You But It Also Inconveniences Nature) as Harry smiles and holds his nuts. He waves as you pass through.
Keep walking and you'll see the trees, as they too greet those entering with a waving hand. On the right there a bus stop for the bus that goes through town to help those who refuse to, or just never learned how to, ride a bike... and it is completely water powered and is a marvelous achievement in ingenuity.
On some of the corners there are prostitutes, which also smile but in a more, "Hey I need some cash and can make you happy," sort of way. They know the danger they put themselves through every night they stand on those curbs, all the male and female professional love makers... well ... maybe not "love" but hardcore sex. But this is their choice, and do not say they are forced into it because there are a variety of jobs they can seek, but prostitution is no more degrading than being a lawyer neither.
And occasionally they work during the wrong time of month, and we have seen our fair share of that, but we prepare ourselves. Rather them damage themselves with illegal procedures, there is an abortion center right in the center of town. It does not receive much business, but when it does, it is safe and all options are measured before the final plunge.
All of the religions can be freely expressed, all voices freely heard, and all petitions can be made. In fact, there is a protest on the steps of the abortion clinic later in the week on Tuesday, if you would like, Harry will gladly hand you the flyer.
Civil disobedience and boycotts of major corporations are a think of the norm, but others continue their shopping extravaganza giving into the supply and demand free market. Walmart does not exist here, but it is okay because we have other businesses that care for the workers and consumers alike.
The law includes all people under that settle beyond the Welcome sign at the gate. No matter where they came from or where they are going, they have the right to marry freely to whomever they chose, the right to vote for whatever they want to vote, they can visit their loved ones in the hospital, and they can get hired for whatever job they have the skills for and can obtain an education without discrimination. This not to say anyone can get accepted, in fact I was denied for art school the other day, but I do not blame them (my dog looked like it was an anorexic hippo), but everyone has the right and ability to apply and have a fair and equal opportunity and chance to get it.
Animals can not be tested on, or else we may run out of gate keepers like Harry; before him there was Marsha the Duck, she unfortunately passed on though. Animals are protected by law from being poached, hunted, and slaughtered in cruel ways, although due to the fact that we are indeed animals ourselves, it is not to say we are all vegetarians, although many are.
Gambling and drinking are legal for all above 16 although monitored to ensure an abuse is not occurring. And the media has few censorships, as a parent should be more incorporated in the lives of their children then the media companies that put out their entertainment. Plus, what is a profane word but just another word Webster has in his dictionary? And what is nudity but just something seen in the mirror before hopping into the shower?
Finally, we are using stem cell research to try and better the human race and cure diseases that have the potential to devastate the world. And all of the taxes that are paid give results that are visible to the population... roads, better education, and medical and retirement aid.
Welcome the sign still reads. And if you don't like to have the ability to make mistakes, choose your career without ridicule, have the opportunity for a career, have the aid of the government, and to respect everyone and everything around you and have those same people respect you the same... the sign will read Turn Around... Neither of Us Wants You Here
"A world that restricts you acts like a plastic bag over your head."
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