Tuesday, September 30, 2008

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.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

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.

Stupid Letter/Name Stuff

I hate the people that wear the stupid name key chains, necklaces, or bracelets. What are you doing? You want everybody to know who you are or do you have long and short term amnesia? And better yet, are you so dumb you can't memorize how to spell an assortment of letters bunched together to make a name? I understand if like deaf guys had one, so they could like wave it around in someone’s face if the person they want to talk to can't sign back to them. But a normal person? No. Are you so damn lazy you have to get a necklace or bracelet or key chain to identify yourself instead of saying like two words? What do you do? Point? And the letter jewelry is more ridiculous. What are you trying to show? A snip-it of your complex personality? Or how mysterious you are? Shut up, you’re about as mysterious and complex as a half eaten sandwich.

O.K. bye.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Personal Narative

BREAKABLE GIRLS

"You don’t judge people now like you did when you were four. When you’re a child the world you see is rosy. When you’re small you’re impenetrable. When you grow and gain experience your narrow, sheltered views are replaced with superior and more challenging perspectives. We expand and gain knowledge, we experience more than what our diminutive quota was when we were adolescences. We learn the world is full of things, people, situations we can’t control and the feeling of invincibility is left in the past with our childhood. And we start to feel small and weak and breakable."

Yeah. Bye.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Discovery-I ate food

So I like oxygen and water and food. And I had all of them today. I drank some vitamin water and ate some jiff peanutbutter and suckers jelly sanwitch and some sunchips for lunch. I ate like half of the sandwitch and some of the chips and all of the water. Oh and I ate them in the middle of the round-about where the busses pick and drop people off. It was kinna cool knowing there was a chance I could dodge a car.

Bye.