Welcome to my blog of confusion. Why is it so confusing? I have no idea? It just is. Once I get my brain to slow down enough for me to transcribe its contents I’d be amazing. I looked around the web for some ideas on how to build an ‘About Me’ page for my blog.…
Imagine Dragons – Radioactive Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa I’m waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust I’m breathing in the chemicals I’m breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus This is it, the apocalypse Whoa I’m waking…
I absolutely love this beautiful piece. It is a 223/556 16in nickel boron coated ar15. In this photo, I was shooting a target at 100 yards. I enjoy shooting and the feeling it brings me. I understand that this is not for everyone, however, it is for me and my lifestyle. When my children were…
In Writing 101, we found inspiration in one word and used it as a springboard for a post idea. Images — including photographs and works of art — can also act as starting points for stories, essays, poems, and personal musings.
** Quote of the Day #015 ** Friday 01/15/21 “I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. I like your body. I like what it does, I like its hows. I like to feel the spine of your body and its…
Anger? What is anger? What does angry look like? Who does anger look like? How is anger expressed? Is anger really bad? Where does the feeling of anger come from and what is its purpose? I don’t think I know the answers to any of those questions. My understanding of these traits is as follows.…
** Quote of the Day #014 ** Thursday 01/14/21 “I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all-day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a…
Them There Eyes She saw a random online photo of a pair of eyes staring back at her that resembled her own. The eyes seemed to tell a story that was riddled with pain and loneliness as well as confusion. She immediately became imprisoned by them
** Quote of the Day #013 ** Monday 01/13/21 “Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.” ― Plato
