Oct 24
Response-Ability
icon1 Charles | icon2 Writings | icon4 10 24th, 2008| icon31 Comment »

“For every thousand hacking away at the leaves of evil, there is one striking at the root.” - Henry David Thoreau

Faults can always be found, yet never accurately placed on another.  Every attempt to accuse, to incriminate, and to blame is a solidification of the fact that the accusative party is in some partial or even whole fashion responsible and that their sole purpose in action is to thwart what is already concrete.  We must take responsibility for our own actions.  This is a precious behavioral value readily passed down from generation to generation, yet the current status of many prestigious adults resembles that of a child, unknowingly representing the mind that has not yet cultivated the idea of paying for one’s mistakes in order to learn.  True responsibility in humans will breed a healthy, personally and professionally successful, and truely happy society - one that thrives on its own inner strength and solidarity.  When one examines the opposite, the crumbling, unstable, jealous, unhappy, bitter society, one finds a world of hatred and distrust.  Paying millions of dollars in “bonuses” to top executives months before going bankrupt is a perfect example.  This is a business practice as crooked as a lightning bolt.  It shows that if someone cannot accept the fact that they have failed (especially in a catastrophic manner), then the power they once held was a facade and it wasn’t real enough to survive the mistakes that are inevitable in everyone’s life.  Continuing this example, the empire these weak people build around themselves is just as lacking in mortar between the bricks that enables the empire to thrive as they are lacking that mortar within themselves.  I honestly believe that there are many important things that enable people and the businesses and groups they represent to be invaluable contributors to the greater good; however the most important is a sense of wholehearted responsibility.  It is time to quit pissing away our God-given time quarrelling over petty things and attack that which matters most - securing our future through elimination of that which plagues us.

Oct 24
Life is a Verb
icon1 Charles | icon2 Writings | icon4 10 24th, 2008| icon3No Comments »

It is to the advantage of the faithful to destroy all that which evil, so that which is good may flourish.

We must find in ourselves the meaning of our existence if we are to believe that we are here for a purpose other than to breath, eat, sleep, and consume the resources of this planet. The irony here, of course, is that we humans could have a purpose which is defined by the search for the definition of the purpose itself. This sounds like an infinite loop - a dismal vortex of repeated, insane-thought-provoking patterns. The purpose of the author writing these words today is to explain that this is not the case. Life is an action, a verb if you will, rather than an object, or noun. We experience life rather than simply possess it. It is this experience - both the good and the bad - that creates in us a sense of purpose. When one fails, one must learn.When one succeeds, one must rejoice. In either case, we continue down the path of life searching for our purpose. The path may be curved, twisted with entanglements and blockades that hinder all but the most nimble of minds and bodies. This is the process. This is the way. The weakest and most insane man is the one who has been given all, yet has given nothing. The purpose for pain is so that you understand and appreciate joy. One may go so far as to define one’s success simply by compounding the number and severity of the failures they have overcome.

Sep 3
Her - 1999
icon1 Nyalic | icon2 Writings | icon4 09 3rd, 2008| icon34 Comments »

This is the first writing i had ever done. I had an assignment for an english class to write a “poem” and decided to take it seriously. I was a freshman and young so the writing might be a little corny but im sure each of us has felt this at some point in their life and nothing is a joke if you appreciate the feelings of another person. Hope you like….

Her - 1999

When i first saw her it felt as if i were struck by lightening. From that point on i strived to become the person she wanted to be around. On days I’ve sen her talking to her friends and wished i were that person i seen her talk to. I seen her listen…. i seen her laugh.

She changed what i do, she changed what i say, she changed my life. For that I’ve seen what I’ve done with my life and laugh. She changed my life to what i wish it to be. She seems to be good to be true.

When she talks to me, even for a minute my whole days turns to be good. if only she knew who i am inside for that i know we would be friends for life. Isn’t that why we were put on this Earth? to love and be loved?

You could say it was a goal to have a person like her. I will keep trying and trying until my goal is reached in its best was possible. my love for her is like the endless stars in the sky.

Ben Kiesov
to ASHTOM

Sep 3

The cursed land - part 2

its better to feel pain though rather than nothing at all
than be locked in an endless free-fall
I wish i could stay where it doesnt always hurt
and feel the love and brotherhood like at a Rockfest concert :)

But you dont always get what you want
when you think your weak your really commanding the front
Things are not always the way you think
when you believe your invisible heads turn to hear you speak
Different things make the sky blue
making small steps is better than not having a clue
to the ultimate goal, your dream, to come true
you have to fight, you HAVE to remember to do what you have to do

Aug 28
The Cursed Land
icon1 Nyalic | icon2 Writings | icon4 08 28th, 2008| icon3No Comments »

Does God have me in his hand
when i land back in the sinking sand
counting the hours, all i think is how to get high
then crashing down like i were shot from the sky
Everyone hurts when im in the cloads
i break the promise that i have more than once vowed
The fog keeps me blind from the black cloads above
and numb to the ones who try to share thier love
So selfish i pray for the Lord to take me away
I dont have the guts to slide the blade the right way to end my stay

All these scars that have destracted pain from my soul and in my heart
that takes me away from the anger and saddness that is tearing me apart
the blade my friend, the bringer of relief
that only a small percentege of people could really ever understand
I wish i could explain to you the way it works on the cursed land

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