This is for the selfish, the wise and the stupid.
This is for those books that have hardly been read but are a legendary. For the writers, the dreamers and the lovers.
Tell someone
This is for the ones in love with someone special.
Everyone has one of these once and a while.
Tell someone.
This is for the people who struggle with Pornography, drugs, and alcohol who need help.
Tell someone.
This is for the happy, sad and lonely people. For the dried out paint, old paintbrushes, broken guitar strings, broken pencils and out of ink pens.
This is for the worn out sneakers, the broken glass on my cold driveway, that rusty old car, the melting sun, the frozen moon, and the empty water bottle.
Tell someone.
This is for that old record player, the classy Beatles albums, and the new tape players. This is for you.
Tell someone.
Monday, December 12, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Film Analysis
Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children
Ordinary World: It's been two years since the meteor fell and nearly destroyed the planet. Cloud lives an ordinary life filled with regrets of killing two of his best friends: Aerith and Zack. He lives in a church, not wanting to help anyone because he believes he can't save anyone anymore.
Call to Adventure: Cloud goes and talks with Rufus, who is the current president of Shinra Company and is summoned to find the cause of "Geostigma", a mysterious disease that is threatening the cities population. The disease appeared after the meteor fell and after Sephiroths death. And now there have been sightings that he is still alive. Kadaj's gang has suddenly appeared hoping to find their "Mother".
Refusal of the Call: Cloud refuses to work with Rufus knowing that he can't save anyone and that more people will die because of him being a first class Soldier.
Meeting with the Mentor: Cloud meets with Tifa, his childhood friend. She tells him to move on and accept the way things are. He also crosses over into the lifestream and gets to talk with Aerith, asking her for forgiveness. He then talks with Vincent, and asks him if sins can be forgiven. Vincent says "I've never tried it." and then Clouds burdens feel lighter knowing that he can try it.
Crossing the Threshold: Cloud teams up with his companions to take down Kadaj and his gang. There are many scenes with that, such as the race of the highway.
Tests, Allies, Enemies: He fights Kadaj and his gang who are trying to bring Sephiroth back to finish destroying the planet once and for all. His companions who fought with him since the beginning come together to take down a huge monster Kadaj summoned to destroy the city to find his "mother".
Approach: Cloud talks with Marlene, Aerith's little sister whom Cloud and Tifa were talking care of along with the orphan named Denzel who has Geostigma. Marlene tells Cloud not to give up and that people are always there looking after him no matter what. Cloud realizes that it's his turn to protect the people he loves.
Ordeal: Cloud faces his enemy: Sephiroth. It was an epic battle between good and evil. Cloud comes near death, but his strength is returned because his best friend Zack talks to him from the other side, telling him to always have pride for being a first class Soldier.
Reward: Cloud has gained a greater understanding how important life is and that there is nothing that he does not treasure. Also, Rain that falls from the sky became the cure for Geostigma. Cloud gets healed as well as the other children.
The Road Back: He goes back home to his friends who have loved him and missed the old Cloud.
Ressurrection: Kadaj's gang shoots Cloud as soon as Sephiroth is dead. Cloud runs to kill them, but then an explosion occurs catching Cloud in the middle of it. Aerith and Zack take Could from the lifestream back to the ordinary world.
Return with Elixir: The church is full of water that cures the Geostigma and Cloud heals Denzel and other children.
Archtype Analysis
Hero: Cloud Strife
Mentor: Tifa, Aerith, Zack, Marlene, and Denzel.
Threshold Guardian: Kadaj and his gang.
Herald: Rufus Shinra.
Shapeshifter: Kadaja and his gang
Shadow: Sephiroth
Trickster: Rufus Shinra, Reno and Rude.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Ordinary World
Meet Van. He's 30 years old. He's been 30 for a long, long time. He gets up every morning, goes to work and hangs out with friends. Then he goes home he doesn't want to go home to. He wonders, will things be different tomorrow? Will I ever achieve happiness?
One night walking alone, he runs into someone. Someone he's known for a long time, but has never had the chance to talk to her. They started talking, and that conversation never seemed to end. She was just like him, but only handled her circumstances with a positive attitude. He wonders, is this the happiness I've been searching for?
Will Van ever achieve happiness?
Who is this girl he came across?
How will his life change?
One night walking alone, he runs into someone. Someone he's known for a long time, but has never had the chance to talk to her. They started talking, and that conversation never seemed to end. She was just like him, but only handled her circumstances with a positive attitude. He wonders, is this the happiness I've been searching for?
Will Van ever achieve happiness?
Who is this girl he came across?
How will his life change?
Monday, November 7, 2011
Blurbs.
Coldplay- Paradise
Penny was a plain lonely girl, who had too much to go through in life, because she expected too much from everything. She runs away from her current life and starts a journey to discover what it's like to fly, soar and be free. She closes her eyes, and dreams of paradise.
Were you somebody that nobody ever cared about? This is the story for you. Tinnie Tempah, known as the first to land on the planet Mars, tells us his story. A young boy filled with nothing but despair and grief living on the streets finally makes a difference. He screams until he was heard out. But through all of this grief and then warmth, how did he stay the way he is...and why?
Globus- Orchards of Mines
Memories. Those are things that are in the past, and with no future. Some are good, some are evil. But mine are guilt, and anguish. My brother..well, he's gone. I gave up everything to see him again, that's where my journey started.
I got to see him again after my long journey. "I promise! I will come back for you! Just you wait! Wait for me! " I told him right before the doors closed on me. The truth is cruel, isn't it brother?
Now, my journey continues. How much longer until I can bring him back? Only time will tell.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Swearing.
You know, I really don't like swearing. I have friends that swear around me and it just bugs me. But, it bugs me more to know that I don't say anything about it. You know what's worse? When teachers swear in the middle of class. It just makes me sad to know that because they are better than that. They have better vocabulary than that. One of my teachers is a great example of this. If this teacher swears in class, they give the class they swore in extra credit. That happened in my class, only once. I believe every teacher should do this because they know it's rude and disrespectful towards the students. Swearing doesn't prove that your cool, it only shows that they can't use other vocabulary. That only makes them look stupid right? There are other ways to express your emotions with different words, ok?
Monday, October 10, 2011
College.
Such is a big word. Such a huge decision, which we all must come to make. Where do we go? Why? What does the future hold for us? All we know is that we must live to do it. As simple as they may be, we must follow our dreams and hearts. We must protect them. Although, some might not think so, they just go where the wind takes. them in any random direction like the weather. Weather moves fast, and slow at different times. We must hold steady to that sail when the ocean starts to rise, or you will fall of. Just like those who want to and in the end have no purpose. What is purpose? It's the thought of doing something with a meaning. This meaning can be the same. or be a different meaning to others.
College holds a future, or it holds an ending. Let me tell you, that ending will be a sad ending. Very sad. What you want is happiness. That's what all humans want. Why do you think people make decisions like suicide, drinking, or smoking? It's to make themselves happy. To make them happy.
What typical, selfish humans you are. You throw away your lives for nothing. And then, you expect people to treat you right? Don't make me laugh.
In reality, it is you who makes the decision. It's your life.
That is truth.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Rock Out.
Rock out like you know that your next painting will become the most famous in the world. Rock out like there is no tomorrow, but tomorrow is today all over again. Rock out like your knight in armor with a white horse has come to save you from rocking out, but you rock out to scare him away.
Rock out like everyone is rolling in the deep at the same time and it never stops getting deeper.
Rock out like you won a million dollars. Rock out like your first music album has sold over 50 million copies.
Rock out like your dreams will come true, Rock out like you and your lover are dancing in your burning house knowing that your exit is right in front of you, but you don't escape.
Rock out like an old lady rocks out in a wheel chair when she hears her favorite song.
Rock out like...
Dynamite.
Rock out like everyone is rolling in the deep at the same time and it never stops getting deeper.
Rock out like you won a million dollars. Rock out like your first music album has sold over 50 million copies.
Rock out like your dreams will come true, Rock out like you and your lover are dancing in your burning house knowing that your exit is right in front of you, but you don't escape.
Rock out like an old lady rocks out in a wheel chair when she hears her favorite song.
Rock out like...
Dynamite.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Fears
I'm afraid of sharing my talents while being a show off. I'm afraid of rejection. I'm afraid that I will lose my job. I'm afraid of too much attention. I'm afraid of failing school. I'm afraid of heights. I'm afraid homecoming won't turn out. I'm afraid of going to prom. I'm afraid to grow up. I'm afraid to drive and get my license because that shows that I'm growing up. I'm afraid to face reality. I'm afraid that life will end too soon. I'm afraid that I won't get married. I'm afraid of change. I'm afraid of talking to people. I'm afraid to be better than someone and making them angry. I'm afraid of my talents. I'm afraid that I won't be able to fly. I'm afraid of my Father. I'm afraid of being accepted. I'm afraid of being different. I'm afraid of being the same. I'm afraid of doing something wrong. I'm afraid of my tummy not being filled with food. I'm afraid. I'm afraid.
Death
Dead, is not alive. In order for one thing to be considered alive, it must be moving in some way, or through something. It's a thing that's experienced physically, mentally, and spiritually. Everyone has experienced this loss. If we didn't, we wouldn't be alive. We learn from it. We grow from it. But most of all, we understand it. There is no power over death, we can only prevent others from dying.
When death comes across my mind, I think of disappointment and great loss. It takes time to recover, but when we do recover we find that we are stronger then we ever have been. The question everyone needs to ask themselves is: If I died today, what would be my regrets? What could I have done better? Then when you find out your answer you can act on it, because you're still alive. You're still alive.
When death comes across my mind, I think of disappointment and great loss. It takes time to recover, but when we do recover we find that we are stronger then we ever have been. The question everyone needs to ask themselves is: If I died today, what would be my regrets? What could I have done better? Then when you find out your answer you can act on it, because you're still alive. You're still alive.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Broken Dreams
I walk alone. All alone. I left my colors at home by my cell phone. I walk alone. I've been walking, walking with no end. There are streets wishing to be painted, but know it will never happen. On top of a hill, there is an easel waiting to be used, and a pure canvas wishing to have personality. There are no brushes, only filthy sticks. Humans, are not humans. They walk as living objects wishing to be touched by that blank canvas. Rivers have stopped flowing that never flowed in the beginning. I walk alone. This lonely road has always been this way. Only I exist, but I don't even know if that's even true. That's right. I'm not human either, nor am I anything. Just air, wishing to be breathed into something, or someone. I walk alone.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
I'm thinking about you
Baby, I wrote this poem today
If you only knew
How much I love you.
I'm thinking about you like peanut butter thinks about jelly.
I'm thinking about you like how my food thinks about filling my belly.
I'm thinking about you like railroad tracks think about a train.
I'm thinking about you like dummies think about having a brain.
I'm thinking about you like a book thinks about being open.
I'm thinking about you like a heart thinks about thump'n.
I'm thinking about you like life thinks about death
I'm thinking about you like lungs think about breath.
I'm thinking about you like a sculture thinks about clay
I'm thinking about you like yesterday thinks about today.
I'm thinking about you like a locked door thinks about a key.
I'm thinking about you like you... think about me.
If you only knew
How much I love you.
I'm thinking about you like peanut butter thinks about jelly.
I'm thinking about you like how my food thinks about filling my belly.
I'm thinking about you like railroad tracks think about a train.
I'm thinking about you like dummies think about having a brain.
I'm thinking about you like a book thinks about being open.
I'm thinking about you like a heart thinks about thump'n.
I'm thinking about you like life thinks about death
I'm thinking about you like lungs think about breath.
I'm thinking about you like a sculture thinks about clay
I'm thinking about you like yesterday thinks about today.
I'm thinking about you like a locked door thinks about a key.
I'm thinking about you like you... think about me.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Love, what is it?
Love is Breathless. (You cannot describe all the other emotions that are inside that one word. )
Love is a gift (you can enjoy the gift that's been given to you, or you can take advantage of it and let it destroy you.)
Love is water; we drink it, drown in it. Yet, we can't live without it.
Love is a rollercoaster; it has it's ups and downs.
Love is life; if it didn't exist, all the other human emotions we recieve don't exist either.
Love is a battlefield.
Love is comaring how we use a keyboard to a monitor. (Your hands are on the keyboard, but your eyes are always on the monitor.)
Love is the back of your hand. (you know what's there, but something new always appears on it.)
Love is sacrifice.
Love is equivilent exchange; in order to be loved, you need to give love in return.
Love is a gift (you can enjoy the gift that's been given to you, or you can take advantage of it and let it destroy you.)
Love is water; we drink it, drown in it. Yet, we can't live without it.
Love is a rollercoaster; it has it's ups and downs.
Love is life; if it didn't exist, all the other human emotions we recieve don't exist either.
Love is a battlefield.
Love is comaring how we use a keyboard to a monitor. (Your hands are on the keyboard, but your eyes are always on the monitor.)
Love is the back of your hand. (you know what's there, but something new always appears on it.)
Love is sacrifice.
Love is equivilent exchange; in order to be loved, you need to give love in return.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Introduction
Alchemy [al-kuh-mee]; The science of understanding, deconstructing and reconstructing matter. However, it is not an all powerful art. It is impossible to create something out of nothing. If one wishes to obtain something, something of equal value must be given. This is the law of equivalent exchange; The basis of all Alchemy. In accordance with this law, there is a taboo among alchemists; Human transmutation is strictly forbidden. For what can equal the value of a human soul?
(quote from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood)
(quote from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood)
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