Topic TWO

For an explantion of this exercise/experiment/proposal go to

The Initial Proposal

Now the second topic

Family or Strangers

Again Any and all are welcome tojoin in and broaden your borders. Just remember to share and post a link to your writing here in my comment section so we can all enjoy each other's writings.

My World or Your World

I sit down now a week after posting that original topic and realize... Wow I have really not even given this any thought whatsoever. So I guess that means I'll do exactly what I did when I had this sort of thing to do in college. I'll simply ramble on leading in and out of coherency. I'll type this out exactly as I think. Which also means you'll get to see the wonders of my brain first hand. Hey that coincides nicely with 'my world' !

.oO(I'm so better at this than I thought)Oo.

My world is full of stresses and would be strangulations that are only avoided by an ironwill, the need for my job(money), and the decision that spending my days in a jailcell would really suck. If you don't know or wonder why my job causes such frustration I'll give you a hint. it's called RETAIL. Thankfully that is not the whole of my world. My world also contains excellent friends, the love of music, fantasy, science fiction, and just strange weirdness and people. Though hopefully in relation to the job part that may be changing soon. I just need to get over my writers and artistic block so I can produce a nice looking cover letter and resume. I wonder why I never hear of Trucker's block or Lawyer's block (Thanks Relapse). Anyhow I know of a job opening and I have someone inside that hopefully could put in good words for me.

So now your world. I often wonder about other people's experiences and how they see the world. Are they as cynical yet amused and optimistic as I am. Do they ever feel like everything else around them is just something fake and thier entire life up to know has been nothing more than some experiment or observation. Like the movie 'Truman' only less wholesome. My entire world is a fake holodeck projection and everyone knows it but me. And yes that is a very egotistical thought I know.

How do peopel reconcile thier worldviews and opinions about things when the plain facts and realities are staring them dead in the face. I'm not talking about religion or anything like that. I talking about simple easy to understand concepts. It seriously boggles my mind and I sit back and think... Am I like that? have I ever been so utterly bullheaded and ignorant in my world view? Perhaps I have at times, I certainly hope not. But at least I can sit back and contemplate the fact they I might be wrong about something. There are far too many people out there that absolutely refuse to admit they're wrong. Ah well... and it looks like I'm coming to a point where I should wrap up this little bit. So thank you for listening/reading this little rant and I hope you enjoyed it and it spurs you to join in for next weeks topic.

Coming soooon.


For the sake of completeness and ease I will add the direct links of other people's response at the bottom of this one.

Little Lost Soldier Girl- Semi-response
Neji's Shadow - Something I'm going along with

Annoyance

Ok can anybody tell me how to create a link in these things?

Anyone? Please?

Week 1- Topic Numero Uno!!!

To see the initial proposal and what this is about go to this post

The Initial Proposal

First topic is this simply -

MY WORLD or YOUR WORLD

Let the writing begin!

A Proposal for All

I'd like to propose an expiriment or rather an exercise of sorts for all that have thier own little corners of the web where they write thier thoughts, idea, and general ramblings. It is an exercise in writing and perhaps a bit of self-exploration.

Each week I will post a topic. It may be something simple or sillylike, 'Where do you keep your thoughts?' Or perhaps a random phrase or quotation that caught my eye somewhere. What I'm asking you to do is simply write a response to that topic. The thing is: it need not be fully about the topic. Take the topic and just start writing whatever it brings to your mind as it comes to you. It is simply a starting point for you to begin at. No need to edit your thoughts just write it out as it comes to you. This is very much a stream of consciousness type of project. Preferrable lengths for this exercise would be roughly a page of type. But don't let that stop you from writing more or less.

Once you have your finished this exercise in wordsmithing post a link to it in this blog under the original topic. At which point hopefully wonderful discussions and back and forths may occur. Each week I will post my own response and a new topic to be had. My goal is to expand my own borders and hopefully help others with thier own. As well as learning more of each other's thoughts ideas and what reeeaally makes them tick >_> Of course this could completely flop and no-one will respond. But it is my hope that I see some responses.

REGARDLESS

ALL are welcome to join in on this exercise whether you know me.. or anyone else involved. All those interested.. send messages to your friends and see if they are as well.

The first topic to be posted very shortly!

Long live the Word!!!

My Muse - An Exercise

I was given a project by an english professor to describe my muse.... here you go

My Muse, how amusing. Sparkling lights, dancing colors, all those nifty possibilities that exist. She sings to me inspiring my work… my writings, my art… She must have a sense of humor… or a wonderful irony about her. She’ll abandon me at a whim hanging and dangling on a thread just for amusement… or force my words and pen strokes into areas I don’t really wish to go. Cold…hard… unforgiving at time… yet she’s also careful with me… delicate and gentle guiding my had to places un-thought of and wonderful.

A can never physically see her manifest… never had any thought of her appearance… though I’d imagine her tall and lithe, with long dark hair, and soft green eyes that slightly glowed with an eerie luminosity. Dressed in a flowing white gown that spreads like liquid silk around her feet. Her voice is melodic and musical that could calm any beast when she wishes and frighten any monster when she is angry. Her wail is like a banshee terrifying all who hear it… My ears could hear the wail as she flies off leaving me without my muse my fingers lost on the paper unable to decide where to go. I can beg and plead and search for her but it never works… she’ll only return when her whim suits it and my words will flow free again.

She returns with the full force of a hurrican pounding against and inside my head when I least expect it… I have to find paper and pencil… ANY paper and pencil… I’ve more than a few poems on register tape.

In short… My muse is a sadistic bitch.

creating habits

So it shall be my attempt to post in this little space fairly often. Hey I might even succeed at this habit. At least with a little encouragement I might succeed. I tried to make a habit of winning... but the lottery dashed my hopes in that.

At least winning is an occaisional happenstance from me. Just recently I feel like I did win the lottery in a way with the making of new aquaintences and friends. I am enriched and my life is better because of it. Of course lottery's always have a catch and this one did as well. But I am undeterred and unrelenting and friendship shall become strong and full.

Yay for being a stubborn Taurus.

Habits and back on track. Habits are hard to make.. and harder to break when you've made a bad one.

Booo for being a stubborn Taurus.

Anyhow hopefully this will stick and I'll write more than once every few months.

We'll see. Until next time

Testing.....

This is a test.... and a warning. The words that will eventually flow onto this page may not be fit for human eyes. I tend to write my mind. usually it comes out strange and random and wonderful. It occaisionally offends others. If you offend this easily... Do not worry for I am only one lonely voice in a sea of the 'Intarweb'. My views may not be right.. they may not be wrong, but they are certainly my own honest opinion. Unless I'm simply making a farce of something. In other words don't take me so seriously that little vien on your forhead throbs. Yes you... I'm talking to you. Even if you are so derned cute when angry. Just relax and smile.

Behold I am here to bring you words that fall and cascade freely from my fingertips. I hope you are entertained and enjoy it while it lasts. However long that may be.

The word is dead

Long live the Word!

Cascade

Sweet sands sink below
Moonlight, Skylight, Torchlight
Fill, consume, create
Exist, desist, insist
That you are the one

Look and cry out
As the world spins
Alive yet dead
On the inside looking
Outside to the sky to
Heaven, help, healing

Keep it real, unreal, surreal
Sunlight , Firelight, nightlight

A suffusing glow
Body warmth rising into wakefulness
Among leaves and dusky mornings
Golden knives piercing mists
Warming crystal drops upon
Eyelids