SNIPPET FROM ANOTHER'S REALITY :))

Current mood: full of otters

The fingers dance but the keyboard derives no meaning from their song. perhaps the elves are wearing too thick of stockings? nay, says the elephant as he puts on his feathered hat. reality is an ever-raging battle between my left and right brain lobes.

***************** damnit im bored.

me too.

SECOND DAWN

The second dawn breaks across the new day
in a flash of blood red and silver
as the ground writhes over and through the bodies of the slain,
the bodies of the few, the proud, the dead.
The rivers,
dark with the stains of the dead
flow ever onwards
towards their common goal
the ocean
and the dead
the empty, lifeless dead
stand again to arm themselves
arming guns,
gathering knives
cinching belts,
uncreasing clothing.
The weary sun gazes down on the earth below it
where the seas are red
and the ground is covered with ghastly remnants of people,
dark ghoulish shapes with thin tendrils of skin hanging off them as they murder and plunder
their homeland,
neighbors
and selves yet again.
Decay is the second sun,
the one that comes after the glow of life
and leaves naught but death in its wake.
And thus does the second night fall upon the world
and with a final soundless scream
and bulletless gunshot
do the dead tumble back into their graves.

no not my words. not my musings.

the sentiments/thoughts of a child, albeit, an angry child....of 12??? 14??? angry at the world that he sees around him and on the tv. angry at the world created, run but the adults that he trusts with his future world.

but he is a man now. a nice man. not a man easy to love....but a good man, that IS loved and cherished and adored.

tho he is still angry .....