I've Lost My Mind

I don't get it. It seems to me that we live in a world designed by separation, opinion, and physicality. Constantly, you hear about those people who separate themselves through deeds we deem interesting. But not just good deeds; these deeds are sometimes obscure, stupid, or just flat out criminal. Even if we say we want nothing to do with the event, it caught our interest in a negative way. By saying we don't want anything to do with something, we express that it caught our interest through its negativity, we have it in our interest to to avoid what we think is something bad.

The mind is an interesting thing when it comes to separation. It has a necessity to categorize, without this necessity our world would be as chaotic as a room full of five year old's fighting over a single toy you told them to share. Our minds wold be lost to themselves if we couldn't categorize; we would live in a world of blithering idiots.

Its really pretty ironic though. How can someone lose their mind? Our mind in itself is what dictates our actions and only has control over itself. Our minds can certainly change and be changed but but they can't be lost in the sense of our body having all the control. Such is the implication of the phrase. I do not pretend I know anything about the mind because I don't, I just truly believe that everyone is in control of their own actions no matter what, even if they are insane, they still know what they are doing and are consciously choosing what they do.

the reality in fantasy

What lies inside the mind? The deepest depths of our conscious being. It seems that we have a limitless imagination. Yet some believe that eventually time will end and our world will cease to exist. We have so many books that describe alternate worlds. far from what we would believe in. However if you were to take a look at those books they seem to all have a resounding message. The good will overtake the bad, we will not lose our way of life. Especially in fantasy books like the movie Independence Day . "We will not go silently into the night". It looks to me as though our imaginations are more rational than our logical thinking in slight twisted ways. I love it. Our species is the smartest of all animals in the world. We have made alternate worlds that we can dive into through books and movies. And through these movies and books we get to glimpse the ideas of our world by way of a completely alternate design. In my opinion Authors write there novels to better understand what we go through in real life.
In the books we write and those that we choose to read I believe that we use these books to find something more to relate to ourselves rather than to just look at ourselves without an understanding about our own desires and reasoning. If you ever see someone who is reading a book for the umpteenth time then you can tell they have fond a book that means something to him, and in my opinion he is searching those pages for an answer he doesn't know the question to.
Our imaginations can dictate a whole different part of our subconscious that we hardly ever notice. I believe that we use books to express what our imagination dictates. The creation of a whole new world on the pages that we enjoy so much is really quite an amazing process that not many have yet looked into. We know what it takes to write a novel but we don't really know what creates the inspiration to put these tools to use. And when we look back at the history of books we notice that they have always been used to compile knowledge. When we write a novel we actually use our imagination to create a mixture of other things that we have already read and seen remixing multiple worlds into one. maybe we can create a whole new idea about why we write books

Iraqy idiocy

Okay, so for all you democrats out there. Why do you want to pull our troops out of Iraq? Its a bit late for those kind of thoughts. Here's why. If we pull out the troops form Iraq we are leaving an entire country defenseless and either terrorists are going to take over again. Or Iraq is going to be completely overrun by another country and lose its entire way of life. I do agree that the war wasn't started off the right way. but its a bit late for us to be pulling out our soldiers. Besides, our soldiers know fully the risks that they are taking when they are sent over to Iraq. They may not have much choice in the matter of whether or not they want to go over there, but they're doing it to protect you. If you want to pull our soldiers out of Iraq and leave the country defenseless then your a idiot, but hey its your choice. By the way, you can call republicans war mongers and such all you want but its not going to change whats already been done. So democrats you can stop talking about ending this war early. We have to finish what we started otherwise it just ain't right.

Pain Of Peace

In every time of peace there is also pain
In every hope there is a loss
The pain of peace is what brings
Us to the storm of everything that is
To make us who we are at the time we realize
That the pain of peace is what brings us
The trouble of loss and destruction
And worst of all death there is no way to
Find this out until you search your past
Only then will you realize the true
Meaning of which we make our true being
The best we can in a dark world
A world where the pain of peace
Can only reign as the true
Creator of a world of desolate realization
As a space beyond the universe
Where nothing exists
A pain of peace in which there is
No way to recover all you can do is bury what has happened as
A memory nothing more
Nothing less just
A pain of peace this world has
Between the rest of time
A pain of peace that can only
Be let loose in a world
That has no true hope for people
This is the way of life for those who
Become victims of pain in peace
A rift between the normal
And the disruption of all things loved
This is the pain of peace
This is the life of a great hatred built
Up from millions of people that can
No longer say that they are complete and whole
So that they are run by a half life
Torn between the world and
The one they have created for themselves
This is the pain of peace

Shredded Memories

I see parts
fractions of the whole
torn to pieces
I am agonized
what is precious has been lost
the whole has been halved
coming as a photo
than a more recent painting
I cry
I scream
I live in fantasy
my shredded memories
my important times
I spend time in my present
my future
I do not dwell on what has happened
I have forgotten
I have lost my mind
the picture is gone
my past ruined
I forget past lessons
destroying future lessons
I look at fantasies
shredding my memories

Wet Stones

wet stone
slippery rock
two phrases
one meaning
you slip an fall
on either one
living
is like standing on a wet rock
you slip and fall constantly
you can only catch yourself
get back up regain your balance
who cares if you might slip again
you’ve got to get again eventually
its the only way to learn to keep your balance
fewer enemies means more friends
more friends means more people to prevent knowledge
more distractions
but more friends also means more help
the wet stone grows
people join you
it shrinks people leave you
just like a stone goes to a pebble and back
but its still just as slick

Missing Many

missing many as they miss me
family and friends left behind
it may be temporary
but never will I forget those who miss me
missing many and their attributes
always secluded from them
finding a way to hear them
a fingertip away
you grasp it
use it
and become used to it
it takes awhile to hear from them
but you still do it
missing many
many missing you
everyone becoming one body
every body becoming one mass
we are all unified whether it be to live
or die trying to live
missing many is how it all starts
including the many missing you