What is a dream?  Is it the elaborate fantasy that we escape to when our bodies are allowed to rest for a brief period of time?  A place where we feel that little kid inside us running around with a smile that takes in both ears?  A place where anything can happen and our subconscious takes us through thoughts we did not even realize that we had?  ( Read more... )

Optimism and Pessimism.  Two emotional values on opposite sides of the spectrum.  You could even go as far as to compare them to good and evil.  Always desiring a balance.  Always wanting to be understood.  Each with their own reasons for existing.  What of the gray area?  Is there a gray area?  Wouldn't it only be fair to suggest that it exists?  ( Read more... )

I find it amusing that the weather can be one person's blessing and another's aggravation. It can be beautiful and ruthless at the same time; much like the way people are from time to time. When the going gets tough and the weather gets bad, we tend to duck out of the line of fire, perhaps for good reasons or not. It all seems to relate more than ( Read more... )

A smile where a smile can't always be found.

As we go about our daily lives, we fail to see what happens around us. What ripples do we create and do the turn into a wave that destroys the sandcastle or are they gentle enough to send a small crab to his new home? What we say and do will affect the people around us one way or another and as such, what will it change in the time to come? If ( Read more... )

Slowly, he opened his eyes.  It was blurry...and a bit dark.  Dusting himself off with the spin of his blades, he gingerly stood up and looked around.

He wasn't dead after all...

Keep you in the dark
You know they all pretend
Keep you in the dark
And so it all began

Send in your skeletons
Sing as their bones come marching in...again
They need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are at the ready
Are you ready?
I'm finished making sense
Done pleading ignorance
That whole...defense

Spinning infinity, boy
The wheel is spinning me
It's ( Read more... )

How does one defeat the demons of the mind?  They are not physical, therefore you cannot just push them away.  As you sleep, they come at you for you cannot keep up the charade of a mental wall and block them out.  They know what you are thinking, what you desire, what you fear.  Are they not but dreams?  Fantasies on one hand and nightmares on the ( Read more... )

Once again I am the prisoner of my own thoughts.  I find myself with the inability to think clearly about my work, but instead I look out the window and watch as the sun tears the ice prison from the limbs of the trees.  It melts and rains down a storm of glistening moisture and allows the tree to breathe once again.  Then I can't help but think ( Read more... )

I went to church with my family yesterday.  Not because I wanted to or because I believe in the system, but because it would appease my parents.  They know it too.  I walked in and sat down where my family generally sits, but today a group of elderly people, about 80-90 years old, were sitting in front of us.  As everyone filtered into the church ( Read more... )