The world is a very strange old place. When we are young we think we will always remain the same. Yet slowly like water on a rock we change. The person we become is no longer recognizable by the person we were yet at our core we are still there. Recently I found out about… Continue reading Paper Roses
The masks are off, the play is done. Players drifted off and right has won. I have no time nor inclination For false refutes and indignation. So what is left is left behind The play itself begins to unwind. The audience drifted away Empty theater and empty minds hold sway.
She had a black heart, Black as coal. Cold as a moonless winter. Wrapped it around her victims, Strangled them left them for dead. But they rose up Sent her an evil lover To wrap his dark mind around hers, Rip out what was left of her black heart. and he left her as a… Continue reading Black Heart
She lived strong She lived free From the fear of fear Held her head up high As blindness and pain took hold. As the cancer claimed her day by day. She clung on with her very fingernails Never asking for pity, never complaining. It took her piece by piece She fought it inch by… Continue reading No regrets
The shop girl turned the sign, Left the stage, Twisted up with anger and rage. The customers never came to buy, All the goods, the tricked up lie. Implausible reality stepped in With a wicked walk and grin. You see my dear you oversold, Strident instead of bold. Such strange things you tried to sell.… Continue reading Implausible Reality
Alone, alien, she lives in her own world Her twisted path unfurled. She draws you in with tendrils of lies While secretly she despises Your humanity, your care She can’t repair Her twisted mind, her hatred Of all mankind. You must be punished beaten down Your reputation finished all over town. She leaves you in… Continue reading The Alien
The blue-eyed wolf is not what he seems He isn’t the answer to all of your dreams. Betrayal so deep, it will cut to the bone, Leave you bereft, leave you alone. He can’t stay long you see Be all you want him to be. For like you, he has no soul, Mate once and… Continue reading Blue eyed Wolf
No heart has she, Her soul is blank. Empty as the sea, dark and rank. She lives in misery, In swamps of hate. There is no mystery, of her soulless state. She sucks the life leaves nothing but venom. Twists the knife Into her victim. Yet the joke you see is on her Who she… Continue reading Nothing but a ghost
So sad she tried again No life no friends So she became a clown Talked round and round But nobody is there To care.
Looks like my stalker would like to see my blog gone. Sorry to disappoint but WP has not removed it. Unlike some people, I have a life that sometimes gets in the way of writing blogs. If you have nothing to do but harass others and denigrate others I guess this is all you have. Sorry… Continue reading Wishful thinking
Is it me? Now that we are being courted by both parties here in New York, I keep hearing both sides legitimizing the delegate process by calling it the rules of the “game”. Since when is the selection of the person that will determine our future over the next four years and probably beyond a… Continue reading Old fish smell
It grabs you silently by the heart Gives you a sudden start. Fending off yet another Possible, maybe lover. Sexting, email all are suspect Loss of all your own self-respect. Chase them down give them misery Such is your sad history. Look in the mirror long and hard Shatter your love shard by shard. Can’t… Continue reading Green Eyed Monster
She was as mad as mad can be At least, she seemed to me She ranted, she raved Screamed things depraved. Sank into a chasm With a weird Miasm I watched all this from afar from my home, from my car All this on the internet Where she would beget Paranoia so very fine Like… Continue reading Mad Woman
She loved him so much you see Thought he would change Even after he hit her – HARD He said he was sorry – SHE BELIEVED Never going to happen again. Until the next time he did it AGAIN. Left her with a black eye She said she hit it on the door Nobody believed… Continue reading Broken
She is cold as ice Will shatter your heart Slice by slice. She comes as warm as Spring With all her sweet charms All the false love she can bring. Turns off all your alarms. Slithers and snakes her way into your life and soul. Makes you stop and stay Ripping you up is her… Continue reading Cold as ice
If only the world was run by children.
Well, I have been on Word Press a year. So much has happened. I started it just as a lark and a dare. Had a stalker troll that decided it was a good idea to attack myself and my friends on Word Press so I decided to check it out. Here we are a year… Continue reading A Year
One of the most precious gifts of a Democracy is free speech. It is also one of the most often misused. Spreading lies and hate isn’t free speech it is hatred. It also lessens the value of free speech. In this political season on both sides, I see the worst drivel and defamatory statements. Be… Continue reading Free Speech
Just one more day one more raindrop on my face that tickles my eyes awake. One more rainbow to give Hope to a new day. One more flower to touch to smell. Freedom from pain and worry. One more day to love and be loved. One more hug from my precious friends and family. One… Continue reading Just one more day
Bullfrog drinking by a stream; Talking as if in a dream. Cocktail hour has arrived; Looks like she has survived. To talk about others she has no shame; No mirrors then to take the blame. For if she took one long, long look; She would see the book; About ugly faces; lack of graces. The… Continue reading Bullfrog
Shhhhhhh she surfaced again; She full of sin; Of hate and boiling jealousy. Filled with poisoned animosity. Followed you there to your retreat. Where you and your fellows meet. To prove yourselves as sexy fiends; Onto anyone your body leans. Virtual heat where none exists. Playing a game that no one missed. We know your… Continue reading We know your secrets
The honeymoon is over; Spilled rotten fruit is left; Poisoned by jealousy and hate. Once clung to in joy; It is no more. He left her behind, when he saw her true heart; Was black and cold. Broken chains; are all that remains in her empty hands. It is no more.
Oh where oh where have those little trolls gone? Oh where oh where oh where can the be? Their little heads popped up and came along To Facebook and internet free. They poke and they holler They scream and they bother The innocent and unwary. So don’t long tarry Or listen to their defecations Their… Continue reading Where have all the little trolls gone?
He came home late again Said he had to work she believed him. She found panties in his pockets lipstick tubes and lockets She believed him. He said that she was crazy Stupid and lazy She believed him. For love, he is never in the mood He said she misunderstood Worked too hard quick to… Continue reading She Believed Him
Monsters came as dreams Created all her schemes Twisted up her mind Left the truth behind. Much later did she see The monster that came to be Was she. With ropes that bind her The present remind her Of the love that was the past The love that could not last When the monster gobbled… Continue reading Monsters in her mind
When I started this blog it was as a lark. Just wanted to see what it was all about. Now I have 500 people that enjoy what I write from what pops in my mind. I am totally amazed and treasure each of you.
Justice what is it??
After a crazy week, I realized that I can’t find Jason. Opinionated Man is now marked private. If you are in contact with him please let him know that we miss him and his blogs. Hope this post reaches him too.
The election isn’t until next year but already the nasty, hateful political posts are beginning. The Republicans if you are to believe their detractors hate the poor, only interested in money and are war criminals. The Democrats are weak, liberal and could care less about America. How about looking into each candidate and making an… Continue reading We need less of political rhetoric and more patriotism.
The funny thing about secrets, the harder we try to hide things, the more likely they are to surface. Covering your tracks by telling more stories can muddy the waters or it can point straight back to you. The more secrets you have the more you have to cover. The more you have to cover the… Continue reading Secrets Twisted and Served as Gossip
The End End of the road End of the pain End of her hate The constant refrain. Over and done What was started now is won. End of waiting Hesitating Justice now is near The END is here.
It is so easy to look at someone else’s life and criticize them. Why don’t they have money? Why are they constantly complaining? What is wrong with them? If we have been lucky enough to have our health. Fortunate enough to make enough money so we don’t have to stay up all night wondering if… Continue reading True Nobility
They come and go These trolls you know Not much to them just living low and twisted brains where hate can grow. With nothing much to do they come to criticise you. Using twisting words and lies As binding ties They try to undo all the good The rest of us understood Too bad they have… Continue reading Trolls
Let’s start a movement!! If you write, donate your signed books to your local library and volunteer to read them. You get followers and future readers they get you in person. If you have books donate them to small libraries that have so few and little money to buy more. Get involved. Children that read… Continue reading Calling all authors support your libraries
Wonder why we are so fascinated with the paranormal. I think that it is an innate fear of the unknown and death. I can picture early man when confronted with the unexplained sudden death of someone they cared about blaming the forces of nature. After all they didn’t know a cause of death unless an… Continue reading Paranormal and the thinking mind
Once pretty now drawn and pale. Squeezed into a box she made Her air has gone stale Her heart to degrade. Oh Alice what happened? Where did you go Your beau so strapping Has left you so? No more rabbit gone away Hopped to another You hoped to one day Be joined to him. So… Continue reading Shrinking World.
In our youth we depend on our looks to attract a mate. We primp and polish and pose. Some never get beyond that stage. Most of us come to the realization eventually that there is more to life than that. The narcissist never does. When they look in the mirror they don’t see reality they… Continue reading Vanity a cautionary tale
I have just gone over 400 followers and am over the moon. Thank you all so very much.
Don’t pay with my mind and try to creep on in I know your kind You will not win. There are twists and turns You will not see My mind burns So let it be. Don’t swing in my head Bouncing in here I will fill you with dread If you come near. My mind… Continue reading Mind games
I blog because I enjoy it. After many years working in accounting and not having time to write this is a wonderful outlet. There are many of you I have met and your writing inspires and sometimes astounds me. There is a lot of joy in blogging many real laughs too. In this world though… Continue reading Whatever I am I am me.
I recently finished a book that had an interesting story about a Golem. The book was in my estimation only a so so story but the subject is fascinating. Today in Prague it is an entire business and the statues of Golems can be seen everywhere but I can imagine that the tales of the… Continue reading The Golem
Last night I was appalled to see that this murderer’s lawyer is going to use the same excuse that got this murder off last time. ASPERGERS! This is really outrageous. http://www.cbsnews.com/news/48-hours-presents-robert-durst-the-bizarre-saga/ http://wrongplanet.net/robert-durst-and-murder-in-galveston-texas/ Robert Durst is about to get away with more murders. Using the badly understood condition known as Aspergers. This is a terrible precedent… Continue reading Robert Durst disgusting excuse
Tiptoe around him or feel his wrath Feel his pain rip off his mask. Is he really there or a fake Could you really help or make Him care? He wraps the tendrils around your heart Twists them until he can start To control you, make you his All he does all of this. To… Continue reading The tin man in a mask
You know what makes me happy? When someone discovers my blog because of another blogger’s generosity and then discovers a post that I forgot about and really enjoys it and I say to myself. Self that wasn’t half bad. Thank you.
Through the murky layers of time I remember you, The one that was my rock was so true. A friend forever at least that was what it seemed. We talked together, shared our dreams. From a distance we became close, Like sisters I thought. Until the day you turned I saw the face, the true… Continue reading Sisters Not
Living in a fantasy world creating their own reality A mind twisted and unfurled in a twisted fantasy. Never knowing the truth Because it is so foreign In her own little booth A carnival of one.
Two articles every parent and teacher and anyone else with a soul should read. Bullying and Suicide Click to access 6b.Bullying%20%20People%20with%20Disabilities.Arias.pdf These are articles on the abuse of handicapped children in our schools and the suicide statistics for those that are bullied. This isn’t a part of growing up it is torture. What kind of… Continue reading BULLYING WHY?????
Ffolkes, “Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?” ~~ Abraham Lincoln ~~ Coit Tower, San Francisco Hajime…. Today’s Pearl is epic. Not because of its size, or the scope of its contents, but, rather, because of the effort I had to expend to get it finished. Without going into superfluous, […]… Continue reading Tattered remnants of decency…. — gigoid
PAINT MOVEMENTS (2) In this series of articles, I will give you, dear friends and readers, a simplified idea of the main styles and movements of painting. Tachism It may designate all artistic techniques that use spots. In fact, these techniques fall into two categories, corresponding to the two main meanings of the word spot: […]… Continue reading PAINT MOVEMENTS: Tachism — paintdigi
Very wise advice.
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