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Why must we go through such burning flames when our lives begin. The days of your lives are numbered. Mine are just lettered. Don't you see we are all in a different stage. When you jump through the hoops like a dog at a circus act, you are blinded by the true change in the wind. The facade that makes all humans appear real. We are not real, we are but dogs jumping through the burning hoops of life. Live like there was no yesterday. Live as if there is a tomorrow. There will be a tomorrow, there always is for someone. For tomorrow is your future either you like it or not; dead or alive. Cool the flames with the water of desire. Splash the fire with the shower of fortune. Don't let go of the dreams you relish in your sleep. Feast on the forbidden fruit, as you were born into this world to do so. Put out the fire of anguish and hatred with the waves of love and compassion. Don't be a fool to society. Finish the text.

See Through You

I can see. See through you. I can see right through you. Through your false ambitions and your unreal truths. I can see right through you. You are clear as the crystal that sits in the old lady's hutch. You are as clear as the blue ocean that crash the beaches of the Caribean. You are as clear as the glass panes on the windows of the White House. You are as clear as the glasses on the face of the young boy sitting in his math class. You are clear. I can see right through to the other side. The other side with falling dreams and crushed pineapple. Crushed pineapple? Pineapple? Pineapple! Pineapple sundae.

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POLITICAL VIEWS! Who will you vote for? Don't answer that. I don't care. Just watch the clip, you'll crack up no matter who you vote for.

A letter for the people

I would hope that you like all civilized people of this world would agree that the consumption of road kill should be outlawed. An animal crosses the street, just as he begins to make it to the other side, and gets crushed by a old pick up caring chicken coops with feathers a flying. The pick up driver continues his journey with no clue what has just happened and no clue to what is going to happen. Little does the driver know that two days later after the animals dead, smashed carcass has laid out in the sweltering heat; insides boiling, eyes bulging, flesh rotting; that a family of hill billies come along and take the animal home to eat. This has been happening for years on end now. I propose a solution to this horrid issue, put more grocery stores or Super Wal-Marts in every small town in the south. It is obvious that those involved in the consumption of dead rodents are in the country and live in small towns without the convenience of a Super Wal-Mart. The world would be a much happier place.

Check One

Everything in this land is strange and mysteriously out of the ordinary. Follow me to a land of lost worlds and happy people. To a world with no fears and no end. Everything will be fine without all the tremors of fast breaks and hardships. Finish your thoughts with out periods of holding back with out exclamations of feeling unworthy. Don't edit your life. Be a free spirit in a world where there is no return and no turning back, redundancy is useful. Useful for you mind your body and your everlasting values. Grant yourself the power to follow all your fears to their end and to reunite all your joys and pleasures to a new and enlightening day. A day without sorrow or leisure. A day without a beginning or an end. Let the beads of sweat roll off your face and the beads of life roll off your table. Start the dawn of this new day with a new outlook on eternity. Don't end. You hold the power to compose yourself and your life. You hold the power to compose others. Don't end...

In the hall

You're walking down a long dark narrow hall. The air is thick and musty. Stop, look, and listen. What is that sound? Scratches. Scrapes. Screams. Stop, look, and listen. The sound comes from beneath your feet. You look down at the black, cold, hard ground. As you continue to descend down the hall you see a faint light at the end. Your pace quickens. You strain to reach the light. Fear rushes through your body. You are all alone. You are now running as fast as you can. The light is just in your reach. The air is clearing, you can smell the sea. You run even faster now. You can hear the waves crash onto rocks. The light grows larger and brighter. "Where am I?" You wonder. Then you hear it again. The scratches. Scrapes. SCREAMS! But now it is behind you. Coming closer. You glance over your shoulder to see what it is. You get a glimpse of a silhouette of a giant creature covered in hair. It is coming your way. It is not that far behind you. You continue to run towards the light. Your muscles ache, your chest burns. You feel as if you have been running forever, but at last you reach your destination. You step out into the light. You view a vast sandy beach. The crystal blue ocean goes on and on as the waves reach out to touch your toes. As you turn around to see if the creature is still there you hear another loud sound. A piercing screech fills your ears. Everything around you vanishes into a dark red. The noise continues. You now lay on soft cotton. You open your eyes and you turn off your alarm clock.

My very first time!

Yes, this is my very first blog. I figure that I wont be like all the rest of the people out there and post about my boring life. I think I'll write stories on here. Just for my own personal record, but free for the world to view. Sounds like fun huh? Yeah I know it does. Well occationally I may post some info about my life, rarely! Enjoy...