Sentiments once my blood,
I welcome the flood,
Actions I pursued,
Smooth as a canoe,
The high of no sense,
My fate none more immense,
Spontaneity I thrived,
I breathed with forsaken blithe,
All with the ebb and flow,
What unknown I know.
The matrix invades.
Passions now stiff,
A pawn of the myth,
Contained like a bum,
The dark I turn from,
As cycles I churn,
The dreams I burn,
I yawn to be free,
But change I bury,
Thoughts my enemy,
I ask if I am me,
As I become what I've feared.

from Nothing I arise
my world blank
my creation limitless
conscious of what I am not
unconscious of what I am
drawn to the unreal
fearful of the real
to Nothing I return

I need to rant about Sarah Palin

I try to eschew topics involving political drama, but I cannot sit quietly as Sarah Palin builds her empire as a media whore. From the moment I heard of her existence as the Republican VP nominee, I couldn't believe the amount of attention and support she has received. The mere fact that human beings (Americans, unfortunately) actually revere and elected (what's wrong with these Alaskans?!) a barbie, brain fart like Sarah Palin is unconsciously embarrassing. I am ashamed, appalled, and annoyed. Her character reeks of dishonesty and superficiality. All of her interviews reveal an intelligence level on par with a donkey that can wink with one eye. She manages to suck out attention through her MILF beauty, catty cliches, and an insincere abuse of stupid Americans who fail to hear the crap that flushes out of her mouth. AHH. How do I let myself live in a country with morons and run by morons.?!

My Poetic Attempt

I decided to start writing poetry in my posts. I've dabbled in the art back in the day, but have never been much of a fan (or considered good at it). Still, I expect the thinking and writing process of a poem to challenge my limits and twist my cognitive patterns. To that end, I have no preference, experience, nor appreciation for formalities. I will simply write what flows out of me.

Unfortunately, I currently have a brain-freeze...and will wait until inspiration strikes.

Secrets

PostSecret is hands down one of the best blogs out there. It's fascinating how one postcard can encapsulate the human psyche and strike my innards with such emotional power. Some posts are a little out there, some are hilarious, and some are pure genius. Either way, I understand the common need as humans to connect and relate to each other. I am reminded of my own faults, my overlooked eccentricities, my successes, my disgraces, my own life. Check it out (if for some reason you haven't yet).