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blog of a person who seems to be invisible...
ok.. so I'm taking a next step in my life. I'm improving on myself. I'm going down this path i am on, thanks to God. I now attend a church regularly, and I like its small confines in a church building i attended nearly 40 years ago. To me it is surreal.

Do i know whats ahead, or even where I am going? no, not at all. to be honest it scares me, but I need to step out of my fear and take charge of my life, and live it the way I and God want me to be. where ever this path goes, I'm sticking it out to the end. I feel it is a testament to who I am.
I am learning more and more everyday about myself. and improving, also trying to make amends for past mistakes.
But one can only make amends for mistakes where there was mistakes to begin with, if people don't want to listen then that is their fault, and their loss. I wont go where im not wanted and I know I am a good man, if you don't.. well that's too bad so sad for you...
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January 21, 2016 at 7:48am
January 21, 2016 at 7:48am
#871372
Day 1163, January 21, 2016...

dear friends, sometimes life hits you with lemons, so you make lemonade, i am finding out that it isn't all that easy, especially with events of this past week. write a story, or poem, about that.


When pain strikes the heart,
and it feels like there is no end,
that is the time to start,
and not the time to bend,
to the pain inside,
but remain strong till the end,
please see it all the way through
the darkness will fade,
and become a distant memory,
till the time you lay down, for good,
and hear these words said to you.
"Good Job"


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January 19, 2016 at 9:06am
January 19, 2016 at 9:06am
#871204

DAY 1161 January 19, 2016

If time and money wasn't an object, what would be your chosen form of exercise?


exercising, to me, is not a matter of money... Its a matter of will power and the desire to do something, or make something , out of your life which it doesn't have in it.. That is also a part of courage, as well.

time, however , is one of the primary things you need to have to exercise. without it ... one could never do it without it.

LLAP!
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January 18, 2016 at 10:08am
January 18, 2016 at 10:08am
#871106
DAY 1160: January 18, 2016

Prompt: "If you wait for inspiration you'll be standing on the corner after the parade is a mile down the street." Ben Nicholas Do you agree or disagree? What do you think?

I agree with that statement whole heartedly, I know from experience that if you wait for inspiration to strike you, you will never write anything. I think inspiration is like a rock on a hill In order for it to roll and make anything of itself, it needs a little push. It is the same way with inspiration, it still needs a little push to get going but once it does... It wont be stopped.

Personally, when inspiration hits me... I need to write and don't stop till it does. then I move on. but while im there writing nothing else id done.


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January 15, 2016 at 7:09am
January 15, 2016 at 7:09am
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DAY 1157 January 15, 2016


If you could sit down with any outlaw or criminal, (past or Present) who would it be? Why? What would you ask them?


well, using the common use of the words criminal and outlaw, I would choose to sit down with Lee Harvey Oswald, for one, and the High jackers from 9/11, in the other. We4ll the why? is a bit more complicated, because I am a big time conspiracy theorist, and I have some specific questions for both groups about their incidents.

I would be very interested in their responses due to, what I think would bring me closer to understanding if there is any conspiracy going on in both events, as certain 'facts' about both cases doesn't make sense to me at all.... it isn't logical.

for Lee Harvey Oswald, I would ask these questions:

1. after your arrest what did you tell the investigators during your interviews, since not one note or recording about it exists?
2. Are you a CIA operative? and were you in on the whole coup de tat?
3. if you claim not to be CIA, then why did you follow CIA protocol when you went to the movie theater to meet your handler?
4. what went through your head when that police officer charged into the break room at the TSBD when you were eating your lunch and stated that the president had just been shot? was it a moment of clarity when you finally understood that you are the patsy?
5. If you claim not to be CIA, why was your name and a star added to the CIA memorial wall at Langley?

as far as the other group:

1. I deeply believe that flight 93 was never headed for the white house, where was it headed? maybe for Chicago?
2. who was really behind the takeovers of the planes? I think I know the who was behind it, but I want to know who was behind him?
plus a few other questions... that I wont put here.


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January 14, 2016 at 6:59am
January 14, 2016 at 6:59am
#870753
DAY 1156: January 14, 2016

Prompt: did you ever wonder what would happen if you could time travel back and change something in your life. What would happen? what changes would you make?

I have always thought about this question... To me it is a hard thing to say because If I could go back and change something... even a little thing, I would not be the person I am today.

I could be better of, worse off, or even not even exist. Would I be willing to take such a risk? Sometimes I think that the risk would be worth taking, like I said before this is a hard question to answer...


I also wish to thank those who gave me a chance to be a leader with this group... as this is my first leader position... I will do the best I can do for this group.

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January 13, 2016 at 7:08am
January 13, 2016 at 7:08am
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DAY 1155: January 13, 2016

Prompt: "Tire tracks in the desert sand." Write a story or poem using these words somewhere within it. Be creative and have fun.


I woke as the sun broke about the horizon. I was laying in the sand, I thought I was on a beach, but upon sitting upright, I found myself in the middle of what looked like a dessert. The last thing I remember was sitting in a bar sharing a drink with a gorgeous little hottie I met there, the next thing I know I wake up in a dessert with an aching head and a full canteen of water.

Remembering my desert training from my days in the military, I knew I couldn't stay here much longer as the temperature had gone up nearly thirty degrees in the time I woke up, and the sun wasn't even yet above the horizon. I got up as best I could, grabbed the water, and headed due east to a mountain range nearby.

The sun finally broke above the horizon, and the temperature shot up about fifty degrees in about an hour here, and I hadn't yet reached the mountain cover I was trying to get to.

The day light caused the wind to start picking up blowing sand into my face, so I protected myself by removing my outer shirt, wrapping it around my head leaving only my eyes looking out from it. I had an undershirt on, which to be quite frank, I don't ever remember owning, nor did I remember the outer shirt either, but I didn't want to over load my mind at the time.

I drank a few sips of water, trying to make it to the mountains. I knew how to survive here, I just needed to do it without thinking, after all, it had been a few years since I was doing military training of any kind.

I crested a hill of sand and saw a pair of tire tracks in the sand, which were in the process of being covered up by the blowing sand. I knew that where ever they lead, I'd find what I needed to have to survive, or maybe even a way out of this dessert. So I followed them, where ever they lead.

It was before midday, or what I thought was midday by the position of the sun, that I reach the mountains I was heading towards. coincidentally so did the tire tracks as well. The tracks led me into a canyon, and once I followed them around a rock formation, they just stopped and went no further.

I was puzzled as to where the tracks or vehicle that made them, went to. It wasn't looking like anything had been in that sport for a long time. I did, however find the shade and protection from the blazing heat that I was searching for, and stepped into the shade out of the direct sunlight, causing an instant sigh of relief from not only my throbbing head, but the almost sunburned shoulders as well.

The heat was well over one hundred degrees, in the shade, and all my strength that I had was gone from the walk I just took. I sat down in the shade to rest and refresh myself, and must have fallen asleep because once my eyes opened again it was dark out.

The night in this place was extremely black except for a bright light coming from around the corner. It looked weird a bit so I stepped over to investigate. Once I saw what I saw, I knew I was in trouble. It was two moons in the sky and what looked like a planet. Earth, my Earth only had one moon, and it wasn't a moon itself but this wasn't earth. I stood there watching as my mind took in the beautiful sight, all the while thinking" we aren't in Kansas anymore, Toto."

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January 12, 2016 at 7:45am
January 12, 2016 at 7:45am
#870583

DAY 1154 January 12, 2016


Honoring David Bowie..-"For years and years I roamed, I gazed a gazeless stare."

The title track to Bowie's 1970 album was a tale of mystery. The main character has a chance meeting, but with whom? Is it a kindred spirit? An old friend? Or is it an encounter with another version of himself? "We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when / Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend, which came as some surprise / I spoke into his eyes / I thought you died alone, a long, long time ago,"

A story, a poem, anything you want it to be... have fun!

Life without happiness is empty.

emptiness without love is darkness.

Darkness without hope is death.

Each one of these things is inevitable with in us,

but none should rule over the others,

they need to be equal within us for us to be truly human.


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January 11, 2016 at 12:34pm
January 11, 2016 at 12:34pm
#870528
DAY 1153: January 11, 2016

Prompt: "Mystery creates wonder and wonder is the basis of man's desire to understand." - Neil Armstrong
Is wonder the foundation of humanity's desire to understand? Does mystery create wonder? What do you think?

I'm not sure wonder is the whole foundation for humanities desire to understand things. I think, believe it or not, that fiction makes people wonder and say , quite simply," Why not?". It was once said that Science fiction produces science fact, I am a total believer in that. look at the early '20's( or some time around there anyway), someone had the idea to go to the moon, and made a moving picture about it. Now fast forward about 50 or so years later we put a man on the moon, then we got a plane that flies in outer space.

Wonder, as you all worded it, isn't created my mystery, while I think mystery is wonder's driving force, I think that it is hard wired into us, as humans to want to learn everything we can. Our intelligence knows no bounds, its is the conditions in which one looks at things that say whether we want to believe it based on the facts at hand, or to not believe it, or pursue it, due to some religious ideals.

Now there are two sides to that coin, the science itself isn't bad, after all a gun never killed anybody by itself, but its how the brain that uses it is wired, that determines how it is used that matters....

Nuclear energy wasn't created to be a weapon, but some chose to use it as such, and still are. What does that tell you?


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January 7, 2016 at 8:31am
January 7, 2016 at 8:31am
#870166

Day 1149: January 7, 2016


Prompt: What hobbies do you have other than writing? Is it important to have multiple hobbies or should you perfect one before moving on to another?

This is a really good prompt today. but I don't think there is a really correct answer about it. I believe a hobby, or what ever you wish to call it, isn't something you need to be perfecting, mainly because it is a hobby, or more specifically a thing you do on the side purely for fun, I really don't think being perfect at a hobby should try to be attained, that would really take the fun out of it.

That being said, if you are looking to make a profit at it, even if it is fun, or are looking to change jobs to do it( i.e. being a pro-golfer vs. being someone who plays as a hobby) , I don't believe it is no longer a hobby, but a change in job direction and venue. Now this type of ' hobby' should be cultivated to perfection, as you want to do the best thing you can. while the errors you make when this something is a true hobby( like painting, or even writing) can make it more unique than something made to perfection, I think the whole thing takes on a different direction when it changes from a hobby to a change in job direction or area of work.


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January 6, 2016 at 7:14am
January 6, 2016 at 7:14am
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DAY 1148: January 6, 2016

Prompt: When you add the number in 2016 together they equal 9. Write a story or poem featuring the number 9.

the number 9, huh?
anytime I think of just a number , or letter like that I think of seasame street:
" this was brought to you by the number '9' and the letter 'M'!" I always thought that was a bit weird. with me doing this from work I am having issues trying to thik of stuff to write for the #9, so I'm sorry little number 9 you are being squashed to today.


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