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Ax grind craze Many have soap boxes Water food politics religion Anyone stand up for imagination? The regurgitation is getting lame Others follow the Kool-Aid Proof that it changed life in front of their eyes Looking for the magic high Change that no one wants just beat the drum they listen Oh fear this four letters make people so interesting For the drug is paranoia Feel the poison eat the real death Conspiracies brings the ultimate circle of fame Bad story tellers with a recipe Many parts fear A few parts anger Huge pinch of paranoia Charisma at a certain degree Cook as long as some eats and shares Do their ways for another will have their way? Have no money find a way to blame For creativity has become the lost muscle Imagination knocks most are convinced that its mind control This will fall for the mind ears are plugged Ax grind craze  

                                     In a silent corner               Many people in many places, only one watches and wonders how many have a place where the mask is off and they are themselves. Some look at the one and give the look of disgusted probably a crazy one. Never realizing the roads that have been taken were breath taking, love that still is there was more passion than most only dream about. Caught in the net that to build a future is flush dreams away and get sensible. Many losing pieces of their own persona and will be hard to replace, to fill the needs of the grand fear of being the one in the corner. Many think the future is in the palm of the hand that holds the pen. They sign not realizing they also pay the ferryman. They then lose compassion while texting to the best friend shocked when the weak snap and become a plague while defending the undefined right. Few get through this net. Ones who do are casted away in the no future realm. What has the society bec

What’s our nature?         I write this with much curiosity. I hear many complain that the weather is too hot or too cold. Does anyone ever wake up and say I alive and love taking the first awake breath of the day? Do you think oh great my life is not what I wanted? Ever feel contented? Yes it is a struggle if things are going good why try and bring the rain cloud your way before you have even started the day? Others for the good of their soul look for god to make everything alright, maybe he is a bit busy with other things that go on in the universe, why not do some things for yourself to make it better. Could this be where we lose our responsibility of taking it for ourselves? Lots of things have happened and it does seem we look for ways out or leave it for the next person to deal with. Maybe it stems from many don’t respect themselves enough to do this. Now we are made in god’s eye, how about showing some respect to him them. I am far from religious I do have respect for

Welcome 13               Oh the 12 is over now it’s your turn 13 many of us have high hopes for you. Some may think same as the last year. You are the new canvas the new blank page. Optimistic view unless some have already predetermined your fate already. These people must have a sound proof door and will not hear the opportunity knock. My door may be thick I do her knocks though. Most cheered you in for reasons that a cheer is a cheer. Others look beyond having a good time for a 365 day of good cheers. Many are looking for that utopia that was taught this perfection would be too much. So some prosperity and some happiness and peace would be good for many. This year maybe we could start looking out for one another instead of getting what we can and look the other way we others fall. I personally have some high hopes for this year my life took a turn last year, so 13 I will look to your kindness and hopes that have yet to be revealed. This year should be the year where we do g