Thursday, December 31, 2009

This one


This one in itself, are an overwhelming many. A weakness is their strength, but the more that's gained the more it floods.
Their name is one but darker. They are a feeling that's everywhere, but remains in one specific spot.
This one in themselves reaches but doesn't contact, only waits. Not in hesitation but in pleasure.
They are impatient. But find fulfillment in the slightest negativity. Even the focus in its discussion brings product and intensity to its legion.
One day, this one in itself will grasp, and not let go

Monday, December 21, 2009

Rude?

Why is it that you don’t put your elbows on the table, and why is it that you don’t say fuck and shit, or go shirtless in public? What has made these things seem like a wrong doing in society? This was brought up because when at the dinner table I’m often corrected on my table manners. Of course I would naturally try find a way to excuse my wrong-doing, but during my attempt to desensitize the accusations I realized that I’ve actually done nothing at all wrong. So this brought up the question of how many things have we been programmed to look down upon, that have no biblical reference to good or bad. Immediately profanity came to mind. What makes fuck, damn, shit worse than any other word? As far as I know they take the same amount of air, and certain people use them to better express themselves-(some). Anyone can say/type/YELL these words with no offensive intent, just like any other word. So I asked my mother why profanity in general is a bad thing. She gave a semi-valuable answer saying “They are just words made up to express negativity.” Not exactly what she said but the same general idea. BUT that’s not answering why it’s inappropriate. They aren’t meant to express negativity, it’s just more commonly used in a negative sense because people have labeled them as bad. The answer is it isn’t, table manners and’ profanity’ are bullshit. So in a conclusion to the question, I assume people make up manners and rules to make themselves look good. If I convince the world the moving my right hand to the east at 5 P.M. is a righteous thing, it means that the people who don’t are unrighteous. So the only purpose these rules are serving are causing a problem, and making the people that don’t care to go through the motions seem rude. Now looking at it from another angle: we can’t do anything about the way people look at these things, so why do people find the need to do them? Specifically cussing, why do we need to do it? We don’t. But we as humans have the instinct to rebel against restriction. But that’s beside the point, the problem is when someone is accused of a false wrong-doing. I think that is rude. If you want to show someone that you’re a good respectable person, do something nice for them.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Adoration

Adoration



Her complexion’s honesty, although delayed, would reveal its character through uncommon perception.
Her beauty is brought upon by the discomfort she conceals even within her smile. Her face's defining features portray her to be defensive, but her eyes can only contradict that immediate evaluation. They seem to be enthralled by a constant wonder, but yet provide and aura of hazardous warmth that signals a sublime invitation.
Even though emphasis may reside in this strangely attractive agony, the serene flow of her involuntary motions prove to inspire a relative contemplation.
Uncontrolled excellence would bless only the eyes that witness her.
But transition to bring detriment to those who lose her.
Her body is a solidity of brilliant feeling and a genetic structure worthy of opposition, exciding the majority of trivial creation. Humbled by society's influence, her veracious capability becomes too much for imaginable recognition.
Her surroundings eternally slave to enchant her being, while this unaccepted quality consumes her. Innocence and ignorance fuel the gentle shock of our unexpected interaction. Her fragile voice comforts hostility, and contributes a new song to the worried mind. She has obtained the sweet sense of rarity in her mental intimacy that she appears to fear.
Those that think the very highest of her are only clouded by
their depreciation of perfection.
Perfection to great to be captured, or be balanced.
A perfection meant for adoration.




by ME :]