A fragile existence, of chaotic order.
Peoples sanity, will, honesty, are all reaching the border.
A mocking bird, the innocence of song.
Such beautiful innocence, does not belong.
They are different, strange, and unknown.
Because of that, love, respect, fairness to them are never shown.
The mockingbird sings, staying strong.
Even though they realize, they are treated wrong
Hunters stalk them, in smug superiority.
To stay alive, is the mocking birds only priority.
hunters chain the bird down,
they muzzle its mouth, unable to make a sound.
They are broken puppets, slaves to the shackles of the hunters ignorance.
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What exactly are they looking for?
Today after I got drunk really last night with my friend's one of the friend's home and did a lot of dancing, especially on Joe Cocker – You can leave your hat on, imagine what dancing. It was superb night and I got home around 4 am and woke up at 9 am. Good thing school is out today.
So right now I receive this e-mail from a magazine I submitted to a month ago with the rejection, which was very polite by the way. No hard feelings on my side, but still the comment 'We are looking for something else' got me thinking and my half awake mind has had a sort of a deep philosophical moment and I had to debat
Saturday is the equivalent of torture for the day, but many happy things happened and I am so excited. I went out as scheduled with my mom for a wee shopping spree and searched for the destined suit. We visited a few shops, but you know I am an awkward individual and Mother Nature sure likes to match things, so she added an unorthodox body type to the weird personality. So finding the right suit is just harder than I thought, cause some are either too wide or have too short sleeves.
So we did find one that made me gape after putting it on. Suddenly I looked like a man, a red carpet hottie and I think I smiled, while looking in the mirror an
I said I would be working and I would be off from blogging I know it! I know I have no time and yet it's addictive. So I am posting some writing update, movie recommendations and a bunch of crap to make thinks personal.
1) Read Gena Showalter
- Been there, done that. I am thirty pages further into the story and things are looking up really well. I feel for Mia Snow, cause she is placed between a hard place and a really hard place with spikes and barbed wires. I wonder what happens next. Hope she kicks ass.
- I also read from Svetoslav Minkov, who is the Bulgarian weirdo in literature and has these kick ass short stories and I get the Wow