Part Two

I Am A Rock, sung by Simon & Garfunkel, although originally sung and written by Simon before they came together. It was first released on the album The Paul Simon Songbook in the summer of 1965, but then was rerecorded in sessions with Garfunkel in December of 1965. The song is almost overwhelming morose, but beautiful in its own respect. The lyrics speak of hurt and regret with a tendency to come off with a slight air of misanthropy. I Am A Rock is a sure shot at everyone’s longing to retract. It is, no doubt, a song for a fed-up day.

Part One

Family Portrait by: Pink, is a song about a family that is about to fall to pieces, portraying the conflict through the eyes of a child. The album, Missundaztood, was released on December 2002 and was the albums final and fourth hit single. On U.S Billboard Hot 100, the song peaked number twenty and, even better, number eleven on UK Singles Chart.
In the filming of the music video, Pink’s actual daughter was caste as the little girl who is in the middle of the turmoil. The portal of real life tragedy that many homes are rocked with is realistic, sincere, and something that people can relate to.
As a product of my parents divorce I can relate to the lyrics as if they were my own words and I was writing a memoir. The lyrics are true, raw, and seem to speak a melancholy language to the soul.

Letter to Obama

To be honest I don't know what I would say to Obama because the fact of the matter is that I don't really care about about politics or Obama. I just want to breathe without being choked by all this crap on the Internet, news paper, and TV. Maybe I'll tell him to stop making such a spectacle of himself and just fix the damn country already instead of making full-of-air promises. Its mean to tell him he was the lesser of two evils, but you get the point. So, I really don't care and I probably won't ever....nope, not in my life time will I ever care about crap like this.

See yah.

Playing and Poetry

Part One

Rhythm- a patterned repetition of a motif, formal element, etc., at regular or irregular intervals in the same or a modified form.

Rhyme scheme- the pattern of rhymes used in a poem, usually marked by letters to symbolize correspondences, as rhyme royal, ababbcc.

Alliteration- The repetition of the same sounds or of the same kinds of sounds at the beginning of words or in stressed syllables, as in "on scrolls of silver snowy sentences" (Hart Crane). Modern alliteration is predominantly consonantal; certain literary traditions, such as Old English verse, also alliterate using vowel sounds.

Anaphora- repetition of a word or words at the beginning of two or more successive verses, clauses, or sentences.

Consonance- correspondence of sounds; harmony of sounds.

Assonance- rhyme in which the same vowel sounds are used with different consonants in the stressed syllables of the rhyming words, as in penitent and reticence.

Part Two

Love Like Sand

I felt love my hands
They slip through my fingers
Like grains of fine sand
Parts of a whole shattered apart
Burring in the sun
Sad lonely parts
Until the tide washes
And the waves join whats broken
Making a blanket of one
Until the tide recedes
And then brittle
They fall through my fingers

Bye, bye.

Love Poem

Love and Death



Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,

And shall my soul that lies within your hand

Remember nothing, as the blowing sand

Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep

When winds along the darkened desert sweep?



Or would it still remember, tho' it spanned

A thousand heavens, while the planets fanned

The vacant ether with their voices deep?

Soul of my soul, no word shall be forgot,

Nor yet alone, beloved, shall we see



The desolation of extinguished suns,

Nor fear the void wherethro' our planet runs,

For still together shall we go and not

Fare forth alone to front eternity.

by: Sara Teasdale

I believe Love and Death, writen by Sara Teasdale, is mostly talking about not forgetting love, maybe between her and someone else or just the thought of forgeting the feel of love. I think she's just pondering losing love and wishing to keep it, then vowing to keep it.
The metaphor I found was "the desolation of extinguished suns.." This is comparing their love to a extinguished suns.

K...bye.

Poetry Is Cool Sometimes, But Not This Time

dangerous waters

shark people
wear shark clothes
drive shark cars
they
circle
round+round+round+round+round+round+round
shark people
got shark jobs
live in shark zones
they
hunt
in packs
if you get cut
dont let them smell your blood

(I don't know who made it, but its boss. (©Nissa Annakindt 1990)

From:http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Delphi/4452/weird.htm

I think this may be the strangest poem I’ve ever come across, but I like it because of the fact that it lets you draw your own conclusion. I extremely dislike poems where you can tell exactly what the point is by one glance. I love to contemplate meanings. I like to be able to think about it for the rest of my life and change my interpretation. “Dangerous Waters” may be a collection of nonsense, but I figure there must a significant meaning. I suppose the author of the poem must be writing about us, humanity. Where they talk about wearing shark cloths, driving cars, ect, they were talking about human nature. Hunting in packs and smelling blood. We are sharks.

O.K. bye.

Make Up Post For Last Week

So I noticed that if you take the “www” in the beginning of all websites, convert it to Hebrew letters, and take the numeral value, it adds up to 666. So basically 666 is like everywhere, every time, every day. That means every site we go to is demonic. And nothing can cancel that out, not even if you go to a church website or something. I’m getting so into this. Like every bar code, no matter what you buy calculates out to 666 (I saw it in the special fetchers in the Omen, they have a formula for it). So that means everything we buy is the demonic sign of the beast. It's freaking me out.

Um...bye.