Rest In Peace GrandpaToday, June 13, 2010, marks the 6th year since my grandfathers death. It's funny; I guess the pain of the whole thing was so overwhelming that I forced myself to forget the date; I knew that it happened, that he was here, and now he's not, but I forced myself to forget June 13th, 2004. He died four days before my 10th Birthday. I remember that day vividly; it was just a cake,...

Well, I've come to an obstacle, friends. IT doesn't happen very often, but it has happened again. The bane of our existence here. My Dead Days, my Curse, etc. You've seen how well I can write in my journals, but I've failed to recreate that in other places.I'm out of ideas for poems.I know, for some odd reason, it's a habit of people to look at a journal or poem, and not leave a single comment on...

Have any of you seen that movie? It's an amazing production. An anime, of course, which would cause it to automatically displease some. I highly recommend you at least watch it once. It took the director--who is a genius, by the way--put a lot of time into it, and the concepts are beautifully structured, along with the art. It's a movie you can just...get lost in. It all seems so natural, watching...

Again, in Latin, "Broken Silence"Well, the morning stayed calm for the most part. I'm a bit riled up though, and feel as if I should be talking about something meaningful, though I know that I won't. Sometime's it's hard to be creative when you sit here for so long. I'd love to have a laptop, because I know I'd probably do a lot more work on here, meet more people. Alas, I'm confined to this hard...

In Latin, "The Dead Morning"Yes, it sounds a bit dark, but it's actually a very peaceful morning for being in a house with two small children and no parents. This past week has been odd in that way--just very quiet. As you can tell from my previous entries, despite the quiet, my mind has been very loud. The curse of my silences' is that I think more than usual. My mind becomes a torrent of...

In Latin, "Beauty By Night"It's kind of odd, how people look to find beauty in the day. Sure, there are flowers and such, but most of the beauty you see in the day is the mortal kind. By that I mean, is it's the beauty with a lifespan. Flowers are found in the day because they need the sunlight to live. Most animals keep their wanderings to daylight hours, because it's for survival. At night, no...

As promised, and as it must be, does this excerpt of my thoughts continue. The previous part of this single train of thought centered more around the utilization of excuse's as the main tool of humans; the use of excuses to pardon and justify our actions in every manner. Now, the actions themselves must be examined, for if the actions are not scrutinized, then it only leaves reign for more excuses...

In Latin, "Dark Heart, Dark Angels".I think this is where I've been heading for some time. After sobering up from sleep deprivation, I've collected my thoughts enough to make an effort to voice my sentiments on something that people will be eager to voice eternally-- humanity. I know that adults can judge other adults, books judge adults, but what I think there is not enough of is US judging...

I guess I'm feeling a bit inspired today, but I don't think it's quite enough to write something meaningful. I'm sure we've all had those days where we just scribble in line after line before we realize there are more starts to poems and stories in those lines than the actual number of lines. I have a whole dresser drawer full of notebooks filled with half started stories and scraps of poems....