Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Its you

one day i met you
i hoped it was fate
and then the next week
i asked you to date
if the next time we meet
i say that your sweet
its not cause your nice
but cause of your face
that makes me think twice
of speeding our pace
so now let me end
this poem my friend
i dwell on your kiss
cause its you that i miss

Monday, November 15, 2010

New Life

When one is face to face
With changes in place and pace
He is forced to create
A more balancing plate
That can make all the stress
Not be such a mess
So now I made time
To make up this rhyme
Now back to the fray
I have here today

Monday, September 27, 2010

Romeo's Juliette

Well this Romeo has found his Juliette...except for the whole poison and suicide part. I met her a totally random encounter. Now whether she had the exact same thought cross her mind as I did remains to be said, and we have discussed it at small length. I don't remember the exact dialogue as I didn't record the conversation word for word, so pardon if I miss a few details or add one or two words. She was quite a wonder to behold, with those green eyes saying to me, "Hi, do you know *other un-named person I'm not naming at this time*, why yes, yes I do. Ok, cool, I grew up with *un-named person* and is/was best friend of *un-named person*". The End...or was it, dun dun dun. To make a long and quite entertaining story short, because I am quite tired at the moment, we ended meeting up for lunch everyday. On Sunday we hung out after she got off work for about 3 maybe 4 hours, stopping by a few establishments that sell necessities of life. Afterwords we said our goodbyes, and left to go home. I knew that we both shared many of the same personality traits that make hanging out together so amazing, and I decided to go for it. So in view of this humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both villian and victim in this very vagabondish state I call my life, I am no longer the vagabond. I have a purpose, I have a heading in which to set a course. This is who I have become, and this is who I am.

Monday, April 19, 2010

I'm Frank Conners

I'm Frank Conners...just kidding, I ran away from home at 16 changed my name and pretended to be an airline pilot, a doctor, a lawyer, and I'm somebody who has no identity and no connections with the real world. I don't know who I am anymore, and I'm not sure I will be able to have a normal life with normal connections. I am mi.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Chattage

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Friday, November 6, 2009

What I feel...

Lately I've been feeling something. I'm not really sure what. It could be anger, or frustration, but as far as I can tell, it's just me being stupid. I find some of the dumbest, or cliche, or saddest (in the sense of "that's just sad", or sweetest things. I have a terribly strong sense of want for romance, but no romance seems to want me. I keep reading stories and watching movies with incredible romance and LOVE. Now I'm not talking about the chick flick kinda romance. I'm talking about the only kind of romance that God the creator created for us to find and utilize. So that we can make the other person feel like they are the most special person in the world. But alas, I am not meant to enjoy this early in life. I do not believe in fate, but I believe that there is someone out there for me. By definition fate is the inevitable outcome of things to come. It is inevitable that God created the world. I'm not saying that there was no way out of creating human beings, but God wanted creatures that would love. Love him, love each other, love because they wanted to love, not because they had to. I know I will find that love, and that is fate. Fate, destiny, an inevitable outcome of human beings that were created for one purpose, to find love.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Who is the judge....

Lately i've been having some trouble with people who are ignorant, or judgemental, or people who just don't know how to get along. A couple months ago a friend of mine got a little drunk, he hadn't had much to drink before so this hit him a little hard. His life is not what he'd like it to be. His wife and kid left him, his license got suspended and he has no job. I really feel for him cause I like people and i don't like to see them sad, if i had a million dollars that's what i'd do. Help people like that. That's just the kind of person I am. Even if i didn't have a million dollars i'd help them out. As long as i had enough money to pay rent and i didn't owe anybody anything i wouldn't care about money, just give it away. Anyway, he got drunk, and we had planned this event for games and just getting together and having a fun time. He is they type to be happy drunk, now i could care less where he is as long as the person is ok. He was feeling really down, and some people randomly came over and started watching some movie in our house with us making noise and playing some card game. Even though we were there to begin with, we thought we'd quiet down and the drunk guy went outside, because people were talking about him and making him feel self-conscious. It was a little cold outside but we went out with him to make him feel better and cause we wanted to be genuinely nice. Then one of the guys inside our house seems to be very intolerant of other people. I don't know how he does it but he came outside and said something about his sister dropping him off to be babysat because he was intoxicated and we were outside babying him. That was just rude and I don't know how he thought it. I would just think he was having fun and it made him feel a little less because how his life was making him feel.
Where do people like come from. How can people even think like that. I don't get it. Why not just accept people for who they are. Who cares if they get a little crazy some times. God loves everyone so why should we start judging how other people act. That same guy that said that just the other day got stoned drunk and was practically just making out with a girl on my living room floor. I could've cared less but it made someone else feel a little awkward.
I know, i know, we have to act all (insert word i can't think of) around other people so that they think of us a certain way. Okay, now here is where i have an issue. Well actually i have to clerify, there are ways of acting to make everyone uncomfortable on purpose and there are ways that is just accidental. Accidentally tripping into a pool and getting your clothes ripped off and what happens after that with the whole being naked is slightly comical and embarrasing. But purposefully jumping in to a pool and then ripping your clothes off and running through a mall is an entirely different situation, one in which is cause for a intervention. Seriously who want to see that but the perverts and those that want to be brave enough to do something so stupid.
Life is about fun i agree, but why ruin it with a stupid remark like saying that the way someone dresses or acts makes them a (enter word that is appropriate). You could politely and privately tell them that something is a little off, but don't announce it in front of a whole group of people. That's just not cool.
I guess for me life is like a box of chocolates, or a bed of roses, or a field of daisies, or a rock face.
Cause every day brings something new, new challenges, new ways of thinking, new experiences, and new people. Well maybe not new people everyday, but you get the picture. It's a nice picture, i took it with my camera, you should see it, it's neat.
Whether you are or aren't enjoying your day, try to make someone's......