Who kept the best Secrets

Victoria and Pandora both had secrets.

Victoria kept hers in lingerie pieces,

Pandora kept hers in a box on the floor.

Now who is more famous,

and who is folklore!!?

Ink in a Bottle

I felt hungry,the “Oreo-cookie” kind of hunger one would feel.. if you’ve tasted Oreo cookies before.

My mind was a blank, and I wondered to myself; is that really a bad thing? how many blank moments does one experience in their lives? and what do you do with it when it happens??

My day was good for starters, the occasional ups and downs as the minutes tripped over the seconds, and the hours tripped over the minutes, and just as the day was about to trip over the hours, i remembered what i had for breakfast. spinach, and chocolate cake..cant remember which of which i ate more of, but I’m banking on the chocolate cake.

I remember skipping some work, and watching a movie about a guy..who had apparently skipped some work. . . and this retarded poem kept running through my mind:

Ink in a bottle, ink in a bottle, pass me a paper, my mind’s in a muddle, put my pen in the bottle, put my pen on the paper till the ink in the bottle is my mind in a puddle on the paper. . something like that.

I think I’ll go have another cookie now. How was your day?

He

Oh devoted poet,steal my heart! dash it against the rocks beneath a tumulus sea.

And write of my sorrow, a withering soul,

and write of my good works so that those who follow me will know;

therein lies a man,

neither good nor of bad,

but a man nonetheless,

and a life he once had.

An Old Man’s Confessions

Father, forgive me, for I have sinned

and my life is at an end.

Sin has been an existing reality

through all these years where I have been.

Whack your Boss

Whack Your Boss

The Elastic Limit

“Men are like rubber bands. When they pull away, they can stretch only so far before they come springing back. A rubber band is the perfect metaphor to understand the male intimacy cycle. This involves getting close, pulling away, and then getting close again.”

-Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus

John Gray, PhD

Chapter 6: Men Are Like Rubber Bands

By now I hope you realized my true intentions towards this note was not to shed light on Hooke’s Law, but rather on the defining characteristics of mens reactions (although greatly exaggerated here) when their relationships head South. It also specifically addresses the insecure-psycho type nutcase women who ruin our lives, and why men, even in such a disheartened situation, would continue to hold on to the relationship far beyond it’s reparable state.

Unrest.

The room was bare, save for the wisps of cobwebs floating about on the wave of lazy air floating through the cracks of the wooden floor, which was otherwise the ceiling to the rest of the house. The attic was well lit by day and the noonday sun white-washed the areas it touched.

But there were dark corners, corners where the dull wind did not dare wander, and light dare pierce. Was this where she crept, ashamed, bloodied and beaten to near death every night by the man she called father, and were she an outsider; would call stranger, and were she of stronger constitution; would call murderer? The hell of her past crowded her mind, the purgatory of her present crowding her iris’.