Sunday, December 25, 2005

Reflection

So it seems that when I am down I turn this blog into a therapist
I can't seem to write creatively or what I want to anyway
So my blog suffers, but I think it is doing me some good
I hope so anyway, only time will tell and it's not talking

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Space Travel

Hey space travel, right out of my backyard !!!
How kool is that, Yeah !

Law and Order

NICOSIA - A raunchy picture of a Cypriot teacher in a state of undress was surreptitiously downloaded from her mobile telephone and sent to hundreds of pupils.
The picture made the rounds at the school in the port town of Limassol on the Mediterranean island Tuesday after the teacher left her phone unattended by her desk.
But the prank was not appreciated by parents or teachers, and police have launched an investigation into the incident.
"The police have been summoned, there is a patrol car at the school and the crime department are here to take fingerprints off the mobile phone," the head of the parents' association said.

BERLIN - A 19-year-old German girl has sued her mother for confiscating her two guinea pigs, a dog and a litter of puppies and giving them to an animal home, authorities said Wednesday.
The girl had taken to locking the creatures in her room after the recent birth of the puppies angered the mother, but she returned at the weekend to find them gone, according to police in the western city of Aachen.
The mother, 45, signed an agreement with the home stipulating that the pets could not be given back, they added. "The police is both investigating and mediating," said police spokesman Paul Kemen.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Grab one

I got nothing; it all goes by so fast
Tried to get a few thoughts to slow down enough to land here
However, nothing is sticking; too many, too quick
Good stuff, positive and bright, but all to elusive

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Strength (In progress)

In the darkness, she searched for the missing link in her life, feeling her way through a long, dark, black hallway. She stopped when she found the blade and spilled her blood. She knew it was there, but had somehow blanked it out. As her blood dripped on the rug, it all came back and her tears began to dilute the red stain that was forming at her feet. The darkness was overwhelming. She needed to see. She was trembling and bleeding in the dark. There was nothing she could do but go forward… into the unknown. She realized that she was more aware then any other moment in her life and the thought was exhilarating. All sounds, all smells and the stickiness of her blood on the rug now permanently etched into her psyche. No one and nothing could remove it and this gave her the strength to go on. Wiggling her toes in the damp warmth of her blood gave her courage. She let her hand bleed freely, and every splatter she felt against her foot added to her conviction. No man was going to kill her; no male human being on the planet was every going to hurt her again. The next moment might be her last, but she was no longer afraid to proceed. She came into herself and her tormenter had helped her get here. Admiration and love is what she felt for him now, she knew that this is what he wanted for her. He wanted her to succeed, to live and become whole. He was willing to die for it, for her. She franticly ripped her skirt with her good hand and wrapped her hard using her mouth. The pain intertwined with her heartbeat pounding loudly in her ears as her adrenaline rose. Putting the knife in her injured hand, she gripped it tightly against the slice and the flow of blood slowed. She had cut herself good and deep, but it only sharpened her resolve and put her into survival mode. The hallway became more real as her eyes adjusted and she moved forward. It seem endless to her now and that odd odor from before, now had her in its homicidal grip. She wanted to scream to break the silence, to break the tension, take a moment and breathe. Silence screamed at her instead, as she listened to every corner of that unfamiliar house. Regrettably, it had come down to him or her, and turning back had not been an option for years. It had ceased to be an option a long time ago, when they had first turned that fateful corner together. She still loved him dearly and never wanted to live without him, now she would have to learn how to. Every step she took heightened her senses as she moved slowly down that long dark hallway.