Saturday, June 20, 2009
Technology...our best friend. -sarcasm-
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
NOTW...and birthdays?
Thursday, June 4, 2009
OH YEA.
Something i forgot. I did this this morning, before school. Just ranting and puttin gmy thoughts out, with the sudden brain blast thingie breakfast gives you :D (that made noooo sense at all T_T) so. i know some people wanted to read it, so here it isss :]
Sigh.
I looked out the window longingly. Here I was, trapped in a prison. The people around me paid no attention to me. Sure, I was fed every day until full, always had enough to drink. But I had no freedom. I was always trapped in here, sometimes oohed and aahed at by little kids. Maybe smiled at by an elderly lady.
But today there was a party going on. I was shoved into a corner, out of the way. People laughed and drank, completely unaware of my presence. In my daze, I gave them the same treatment. The curtains were up, opening to a great big blue sky. I wished I could break free, get rid of these bars and chains that bound me. Oh, how I longed for the sky! I wished I could fly about in it as I used to, with not a worry in the world. Then I had to search for my own food, but that need couldn’t stand a chance against how much I loved my big blue friend.
Before, I could soar freely, and flap and twirl over signs, under bridges, through crowds of people. Back then I wasn’t paid any attention either, but I could also go where I wanted when I wanted. Back then I was free.
Back then I was my own person. I had space to move, real fresh air to breathe. I was outside, living in my own world. Back then I had rights. I could think what I wanted. I could live how I wanted. I could do what I wanted to. I could breathe. Not physically, but I could breathe the soul of man. I could feel the life of everything around me. Here, I was dead. Everyone else was lifeless, leading boring, indoor lives. They had no purpose, no thoughts of their own. They were unoriginal. Common. Everyday people. They didn’t spread their wings and fly like they never thought they could. They were just comfortable living as is, bound as they were. They didn’t think there was anything out there better for them. They just…lived. They lived lives with no meaning, imprisoning birds like me. They were heartless. They let birds like me live in this way that was not living at all.
They took away my freedom, my rights. They chained me up, and locked me in here, not caring at all what I thought. They took away everything I had. I had no more air to breathe, space to fly. I couldn’t go where I wanted now. I couldn’t soar to the tops of mountains, or swoop to the depths of the deepest valley. I couldn’t feel the cool water splash my wings as I flew by or the taste of a fresh juicy worm caught in the mist of the morning. I could no longer feel the tree’s rough bark and the twigs in my nest. I had my life taken away from me, though I was still physically alive. Everything that mattered was gone. Everything I cared about, everything I lived for. Destroyed. Smashed. Shattered and broken by these heartless people, imprisoning me like this.
I wanted the sky. I wanted the freedom it could provide for me, the air it would breathe into my lungs. I wanted to live!
My LA Movie Project :D
Monday, June 1, 2009
KIRBY! ...and other thoughts i had at the moment =)
and all of you saying, "oooh no. God COULDN'T exist. there's too much suffering", etc. etc. look at a barber. if people don't go to him, their hair won't get cut or groomed. same with God. if you run away from him, pretend he's not there, if you don't GO TO HIM... you'll never be at peace. (all of you AGNOSTICS or ATHEIST or NONCHRISTIAN...this is for you ;])