2011, let's dance.

New Years Eve, the sparkling fireworks melting among the pitch black night sky sprinkled with a million stars. the lamposts highlighting the street among the many random inviduals pondering where they may end up at the stroke of midnight. the ill members of society at home to rest as others secretly ponder their twenty eleven wishes. the ticking of the clock motioning towards the number tweleve, slow motion, slower and slower until the billion members of society meld together in the stream of smooching sweeping across nations. as the advance of the soloists groove their drunken arched bodies towards the north to consume another bottle of serum. the locals surrounding their arms around one another as the newscast shout out to the world they were presenting to all along. New Years, 2010, consuming to the point of shame and destruction. the drunk drivers, the high teens, the bottled envy that glues the gaze of the troubled and amature. New Years, terrible and passionate. this year, this day, defines all of us. Global Warming moves in from the West as fumes burry the National catastrophe we call "change". twenty eleven, twenty eleven better bring this so called "change"in the glowing white figure of silence that we allow to presume the course of inspiration. twenty eleven, i wish, will fly in, endurance of white feathers. floating, soaring, creating the hope, faith, and dreams we once needed a few decades ago. still yearning, 2011 bring us what we truely need, a will to find peace.

Holidays !

The crinkling of wrapping paper and the pen strokes of "oh dearest mother" tingle at my ears. The scent of hot chocolate indulging my senses as the idea of snow tapping the ground to grow upon inches and inches swishes around within my thoughts. The saliva forming upon my tongue as a marshmallow floats on the top of the mug of hot chocolate freshly poured. Streams of steam wriggling for the surface as my breath pushes them sideways. The beauty of calm. The warmth of calm. The tense muscles loosening their grip at the very thought. December, the melody of the holidays jingling in my ears; echoing through my heart. This was the season of love, care, and giving. This was Christmas.

MAKE A DIFFERENCE TODAY

http://netcommunity.vanaqua.org/KWAP
[adopt a whale]

http://www.worldwildlife.org/ogc/species_category.cfm
[adopt any animal of your choice]

adopt an animal, donate to the cause.
recycle your items and buy green products.
its our generation, or its their species.

SMILE BECAUSE YOU'RE FREE !

The Iron Giant

One person can drastically change a life. Hogarth sees past the giants iron exterior. Hogarth got to understand the giant and realized that he also had feelings. Hogarth believed that the giant had a soul, and that "souls don't die". He ended up understanding the giants potential, the potential to save the town. The giant learns right from wrong due to Hogarth. The boy shows him "you are who you choose to be". The robot chooses to become superman rather then the weapon he was built to become, because he learned the difference between right and wrong. The giant gained traits because he was thankful. At the end of the movie, a bomb was set to hit the town where Hogarth and his family resided. The giant gained the trait of courage here, for he wanted to thank Hogarth. After stating that Hogarth should let him leave alone, the way Hogarth did. "You stay, I go. No Following", the giant collided with the bomb, ending with a grateful town. They now understood his hero trait and built a statue dedicated to the giant himself. The iron giant gained these traits because of Hogarth, and it was these traits that saved Hogarth in the end. Hogarth's perspective of the giant, the time he took teaching him right from wrong, and the traits the giant gained due to this all played a part in how Hogarth drastically changed his life.

ROCKY

An underdog is a person who is expected to lose, but rises to the top because of their own demeanor. An underdog uses their own personal experiences to inspire others. A person who moves and leads by examples, showing you how to carry on. Some refer to these people as heroes, considering that in some cases, their example could be what provoked somebody to live another day. Underdogs provide the path that allows you to follow your dreams and passions, with a flow of persistence, nerve and patience. Sylvester Stallone's true underdog story, led me to climb my own mountain.

da-awhh

"Man is their biggest threat and their only hope."

The Cove,

Fear as you sprint away from a wall of sound
Shaking as your cornered
Lucky if you're chosen to be sent to a jail
Hopeless if you get dragged around the corner
Separated from your parents
Can't block out their screams as they are butchered
Choking on their blood as it passes by within the current
Sensing that your death is near, your trapped
Slaughtered
Only to have another baby pass through the same fate.

The Media

The Media destroys the female ratio. The Media treats us like we are just objects to be found and taken. The Media has crippled the female gender into becoming a Barbie doll, a plastic toy for little girls to look up to and become. The Media is simply an opinion, an opinion that has alienated other opinions and taken over the human mind. Swimsuit models to Actors to those 25% less healthy then the regular woman models. We have been judged for a very long time, we have been looked at and labeled. On the television their are steroid junkies, average joes and those funny jolly fat men. In the Media, in the Simpson's it's okay to be fat and stupid but the wife has to be fit and smart. In Family guy it's the same way, in the family sitcoms the men are overweight and don't do much while the woman have to be perfect. The fat girls in movies don't find love and in the Simpsons for example, Patty and Felma are the two ugly sisters that don't find love. The world isn't fair, keep your beauty to yourself and don't let anybody take it away. In your own way you are gorgeous, simply gorgeous, and you can't let that be stripped from you to be melted in a label; a sterotype. You are beautiful because of who you are, and how you look on an average day. Don't judge yourself, don't give in. Don't let your natural beauty be destroyed by what the television business people tell you, they thrive for money even when that means melting away layers and layers of confidence.

DarkAngel; Question Heaven.

Nathan Edge is a character in my short story that might turn into a novel. This idea has been in my head for a very long time and finally it's getting somewhere in planning and creative ideas. This picture clicked with my mind for the man at the bottom is what I pictured as Nathan Edge, now just to find him and make a movie. Imagination is key but to put a real face to my created character is kind of amazing.

There's such thing as a spirit animal,

We all have one, to guide us. Think of your favorite animal, look it up, see if it fits you. Mine is the Orca Whale. Find the connection, save a life. I have adopted an Orca Whale from an adoption program through the Vancouver Aquarium. So far I have donated $105 and I will continue to donate $45 a year for my Orca Whale "Blackney". I also plan to adopt another whale, this time for $120 then $45 each year to renew it. Orca Whale's need our help, find your calling.

R. I. P. Rebecca

A girl from my work, a cashier, was instantly killed in a car accident. She was in the car with her boyfriend, driving back at midnight from the Justin Bieber concert. A car skipped the curb and flipped landing on top of their car. She did nothing wrong, she was eighteen years old.

a tribute to Shakespeare.

it's when thou can't have that little detail in thy life, that you break down from the silence in wait. tis the wishes to the stars hath not been heard. i prithee the heavens to accommodate my voice fain. ere i doth my heart shattered in pieces of fie, for i was denied the prayer. standing under the many glistening crystal eyes whence i once dreamed of thee. anon i hark my prayer, for i desire to hear it again. to praise the love i once felt, to feel it, once again. hie the heavens, hie my love, hie the prayer i wish to hark from up above. mark my desire, don't deny my plea, wherefore dost thou leave?

Fellow bees surrounding the hollowed honeycomb.

For the people who were once wonderous warriors. For the fathers that rained release among the imprisoned dreams chained to silent sleepers. For the woman laying love on every staircase for the innocent to gesture greed and finally accept that they are worth while. To everybody who became past, present or everyone waiting a few steps ahead of us. Where could you be today, when today lasts forever.

Ghostly treat after the triple decker bus.

A simple understanding, between the predator and it`s prey. Stacking life on many levels, high, low, and steady center. A food chain of circular disaster when emotions break up the grass with stepping stones. A divine feature of mother nature that still exists in this world, when she fled years ago. The blessing of a life ending for a reason, the devotion to harbor another`s breath. Although torture can occur, the everlasting heaven for this good deed lasts century after century in the warm sunshine following you as your translucent corpse wanders up the flight of spongy stairs. Taking each inhale and exhale higher and higher, forgetting how you got there but glad you did. Fear can reach many aspects of a biotic life. Dying isn`t a scary thing, the race for the wait to disapear, is terrifying. However, once accepted, you gain the capacity to reach new levels and higher ground, and this so called `death` becomes nothing but a desire when it collides with your fate.

Metaphor Poem I wrote.

Life is the beautiful masterpiece of love, faith, and joy. All bundled together in a bucket of paint to be splattered on a canvass of chaos. Although to many it may not withhold the beauty they seek to buy. We all accept this painting for what it is made of, for we all create our own masterpieces. Its a work of art that cannot be bought or sold, found in no store to browse, and no market to steal. Life is what we make it, and in this world everybody is an artist.

In life, we write.

"Just another lost piano key waiting to become a song."
-ML

A superhero,

won't appear until you've saved yourself.

In my world, everybody secretly believes.

In every single one of us, is the person we wish we could be. If it's the superhero, the model, the singer, the heroic person in the paper or maybe just the respected employee. I believe that everybody wants something, really wants something, and unless you strive for it your never going to be able to grasp it with two hands. Everybody deserves a shot at their dream, whether it's truely feasible or just another fake point in an invisible hoop. Our intertwining dreams choke our heart, because what the heart desires fuels it like water to thirst. I'm not sure about what I want, but everybody should be well aware that they have as good of a chance as the person next to them. Hope is important, and I guess I just wish that nobody gave up. Be yourself, but if their is another person eating away your inside until your scratching raw, then exhale them and give them a shot. When you only have one life, your not losing anything by inhaling something satisfying.

Although it might be a small annoyance to one person, it can make a difference for alot of other people.

Sean: thank you so much, it mean's alot that your coming in today.
* * *
John: man, thanks for coming in.
* * *
Marzena: glad your here today, yesterday was nuts.
* * *
Kathy: that was nice of you to come into work today.

I got called into work Friday night and I turned them down, because I wasn't expecting to work. I was hoping for a night off to rest off the rest of my cold. I woke up this morning to another phone call, calling me into work a closing shift on a Saturday. I accepted because I didn't want a record of turning down the phone calls. Happy? I don't look at my job as a paycheck, I go to work for the people, the store, and the customers. Today I found myself frustrated with the workload, because it was larger then usual, but the staff made it all worth it. It's just a simple lesson that although something might not be the biggest piece of gold to you, the smallest sparkle of treasure can brighten another's day. The little things are what matter, so taking that into account, I was there today when they needed me and it felt right.

No face should be hidden or fake.

It's really tough to make a choice to really be yourself, but it's what you should be. I believe that everybody has somebody who will truely accept them. A person who can look in and around their soul and view the intertwining decision making and everlasting experiences. A person who will always be at your side cheering you on no matter what. A person who isn't afraid to be themselves. A mask should never be worn, unless forced upon for a job to save lives. If everybody was their true self in this world, it'd be alot easier to be loved. In this world, you can be loved for being somebody else, but you'll never feel whole until your loved for everything that you really are. Be yourself, it's corny but it's to true to have to be repeated.

Superman,

I just happen to be a huge fan of superheroes. They stand for something so intertwined within our bloodlines and our beliefs. They connect each and everyone of us with specific traits that everybody is capable of having. Superman, is respect by millions of people, a symbol of hope. Superman, stands out from the rest because he sees the good in everybody. At times, this get's him in trouble with the people who let the bad overcome them. However, somebody has to look through humanity's rib cage and really grasp the fact that we all have a pumping warm heart.

Live beautifully, dream passionately, love completely.

When you live beautifully, you enjoy the little things and you really look into detail when your trying to find the light. Simply focusing on the positive can increase your lifespan, making your beautiful life continue longer. Dreaming with passion gives yourself something to live for. Loving completely allows yourself the chance to really get engaged in something real and true. Putting your whole self into your life is what you should live by.

Hope For Wildlife,

This woman Hope takes in any animal and it costs alot of money. I discovered her about a week ago because now she has a TV show on Oasis HD and I record it and watch it because they have amazing stories. In just one episode she released 9 deer back into the wild, an eagle and an owl. Hope saves lives and I do wish that she has loads of good karma floating her way. She works full time all week and on her free days she takes care of these animals with little help from volunteers. She seems like an amazing woman, getting little sleep doing gods work. She’s an angel for these creatures that aren’t given any chance alone. The orphaned, the hurt, or the ones that just can’t do it themselves. She helps every single one of them as best as she can. This is dedicated to her, because she does what is necessary for them. Cleaning disgusting cages and slicing and dicing carcasses because they can’t afford meat half the time. How many people would be willing to make their lifestyle one not for themself? Not many. So thank you Hope, because your name stands for a symbol and what you have dedicated yourself to defines it.

http://web.me.com/isaiah53.6/hope/home.html