Sunday, April 27, 2008

final --

Chaos in the greatest Degree!
I could not figure out how I wanted to express this inner twine.
I was going around writing several ideas down and then I came
to the fact that chaos is a natural phenomenon.

Then I found this website. It brings it all home for me.
Inner thoughts and just common things I just would just not say to anyone or think of again.

OMG THE Whore! THE PAIN! THE Reason! I love it!

Also to top it all off. Provocative Advertising. In Your Face. Pulling your blanket straight from under your crib. Time to Grow up. Time to Open Up.Time to change. Time to get the Romantic point of views out of your life and live a little.

-- For the religious

-- For the Smokers
-- For the Prof.
For the rest of you.

--For the Daring

Thats it for The Freak.
If anything. I hope you guys understand what it means to pull your heads out of your asses. Being so critical of each other I wonder how you sleep as sheep. If this class has failed you. You have failed yourself.
If your opinion matters, but didn't speak. You're only sheep. Good Riddance.

"People are like dirt. They can either nourish you and help you grow as a person or they can stunt your growth and make you wilt and die." -- Plato

Which one are you?

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Bold Man. Small Move.

I was destined for greatness. I wish this grade was, but what can I say.
Actions speak louder than opinions period. I feel that when effort is not
given then people do not care, and they become an expert of opinions.

The grade I give to the name of last Monday is a C.
When you call something out, and then follow up with
finger paint and an airline ticket you are only telling me
that you want to get the fuck out of here.

It pains me to see that people can not understand how to relate to one another.
Evan does relate well but I feel the rest of the class just wants to go through
the dam motions of it all. Atleast Evan keeps himself real and alive.

I am waiting to see others release the inner child that dwells inside their
body. Dwelling due to oppression taught by society. Atleast Evan was real in his deliver,
but I feel that he did not deliver with nearly as much intensity as he should have. I figured
he would have been bolder with this assignment, but I can't blame him. A plane ticket is
left in my sights holding the keys to my future. I can relate, but was unsatisfied.

I am no one. For no one is real.
Only real as dirt, but I'm only buried to bloom in a better place.