Entries By Jon
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airstream
airstream seems cool, surfing? skating? i have no clue but it seems cool.
has a ring to it.
Posted By jon On 05.18.2013 @ 7:54 am
manhattan
I’ve never REALLY been to Manhattan. I have always wanted to, but a combination of the fact that it’s a pain in the ass to get to, and the fact that I really really love the city of Philadelphia, it’s something that has never been a priority. I DO love the Woody Allen movie of the same name, however, but that’s neither here nor there.
Posted By Jon On 05.17.2013 @ 10:31 am
metro
I was walking down the street of the west metro in Minneapolis. All of a sudden, out of nowhere a little kid came up to me and asked if i wanted to play with them. I Smiled and decided to play. We played baseball in the streets for hours. It was like my inner child was finally put at ease for the time being.
Posted By Jon On 04.18.2013 @ 7:26 pm
beware
Beware the Lambs! We are in the age of fear where government and media teaches us to be wary in life. Where health and safety crushes creativity and freedom of expression, and where danger is advertised as always round the corner. Where insurance against liability and compensation results in meaningless weather warnings, pointless motorway signs and unnecessary health warnings. Wherever we look we are told to Beware! Where our willingness to explore, our zest for life and our passion to believe, and our aspiration to do the impossible is frozen out by fear. Beware! Beware the Lambs! They would have you believe they are dangerous too!
Posted By Jon On 03.21.2013 @ 5:43 am
tales
There once was a man who was a wonderful weaver of tales. He liked to tell them to children all around the world. One day he was in a house in a village spinning a particularly interesting one. It was about a man and his sword. The man loved his sword very much and it was passed down from generation to generation through his fathers. He was walking on a forest path when a goblin appeared before him. He tried to talk to it but he couldn’t distinguish anything past the snarls and grunts that it was making in response to him. It was getting gradually angrier and eventually pulled out its own weapon, a cruel looking cutlass made of pig iron. It advanced towards the man and
Posted By Jon On 03.11.2013 @ 10:12 pm
startled
The great black bird hit the window and she nearly jumped out of her skin-suit, becoming a skeleton. In the calmed aftermath she stared at the dead bird on the windowsill and thought what it would be like to be a skeleton–she could walk around the world, would everyone stare at her? Would they ask her where her organs had gone and why she had taken off her skin? Could she give them a straight answer?
Posted By Jon On 02.25.2013 @ 5:40 pm
stalled
Everything he was going to say, everything he was ready to yell was stalled as he heard the news. Everything was changed by the one thing she just told him. Nothing would ever be the same again.
Posted By Jon On 02.22.2013 @ 6:06 pm
leathery
His skin was like his coat in more than one way. It had seen and weathered many hardships. Cold winters and harsh winds have broken themselves over both leathery shields. Both served as protection against the rough world he lived in.
Posted By Jon On 02.21.2013 @ 11:37 pm
weathered
As he stepped into the sun, light washed over his weathered face as it had every day for as long as he remembered. Hopefully he would have many more mornings, but the nature of the world makes these hopes uncertain.
Posted By Jon On 02.20.2013 @ 10:43 pm
grasped
As she grasped the neck of his shirt, she pulled him in close. She whispered softly into his ear. What she whispered wasn’t what he had expected, but as he thought more about these words he was able to console himself with their meaning.
Posted By Jon On 02.19.2013 @ 12:01 pm
willed
“He willed me to do so.” Nobody really talks like that. It sounds very old fashioned. But there’s a certain beauty in that, like a long lost treasure being found.
Posted By Jon On 02.15.2013 @ 2:45 pm
speak
Words flow out of my mouth. I am rambling, but it just won’t stop. Lord help me! It’s like I have a disease where words come to my brain naturally, and fall out of my mouth like a waterfall.
Posted By Jon On 01.26.2013 @ 7:44 pm
size
Size, does it really matter? Most people who are on the larger size are quite content with their life. They have hearts, too. We are all people, no matter what our size.
Posted By Jon On 01.16.2013 @ 10:04 am
amount
The total sum, it is the accumulation.
Will I amount to anything? From someone elses perspective I’m perfect from mine I’m hardly at all. Who has the most correct lense and who exists the most. I believe in someone whose identity weighs the most.
Posted By Jon On 01.02.2013 @ 12:17 pm
object
The object of my desire, the heart of Iimyr lit and sparkling before the end of the times of days and the destruction of our land beyond any redemption from old waiting gods, the very notion of human intuition leading them to a guiding light of victory over the flawless skies above was a daunting one, like an ant looking to the end of days as a boot smashes its body.
Posted By Jon On 12.02.2012 @ 6:23 pm
past
it all started 3 years ago. i realized that it was the past. everything that would happen to me would be the future. how could i live in the present when i was living in the past. the past is always supposed to be better. people always strive to imitate the past, or think of it as better than where they are now, but if that was the case, why was i tied to this chair in this warehouse.
Posted By Jon On 11.29.2012 @ 12:23 am
soon
soon i will go to the icecream parlour and buy a snow cone. it is my birthday and i deserve to have something sweet no matter what my doctor says. he tells me I’m going to die soon but i don’t really care.
Posted By Jon On 11.26.2012 @ 8:28 am
measured
The line of a man. The line of a woman. What we seek and what we’re all guided by. Our stones, pegs, desires and ires. All cast and thrown in to each other to relate to something that amounts to this word. What’s it all worth in the end? Nothing but more words.
Posted By Jon On 11.14.2012 @ 3:57 pm
major
The Major attacked the downtown abby with all his brilliant forces. He sent wave after wave of attacks trying to crush the church that ruled his country. A military Coo was upon the state of Mijan. They had nothing left of their once prosperous city.
Posted By Jon On 11.08.2012 @ 12:02 am
ground
I like to lie on the ground, especially when there is carpet.
Posted By Jon On 11.05.2012 @ 12:09 pm
use
I use the bathroom a lot. I also like to use other things. Toilet paper, chairs, tables, my computer, my phone. I also use people sometimes but we’re not going to talk about that.
Posted By Jon On 11.05.2012 @ 12:07 pm
learn
Learn, it’s the surest way to succeed in life. Without education, there can be no understanding. Without understanding, there can be no peace. It’s about time we all started respecting each others values and beliefs so go and learn about something new.
Posted By Jon On 02.12.2013 @ 8:06 am
plays
Sports, the great proving ground. Lately, I’ve come to see it as the great teacher also. The amount I have learned about leadership, friendship, defeat, success, and cooperation cannot come from watching television. It’s something you have to live and experience, not something you can be taught.
Posted By Jon On 02.10.2013 @ 5:40 pm
ancient
Ancient, old as the seas, old as dust, old as dinosaurs. That’s how I used to see my grandpa. He had so many stories that it seemed like he had been around since the beginning of time.
Posted By Jon On 02.09.2013 @ 8:53 pm
The teacher was older than dust, older than the earth itself, older than the stars. Her eyes sagged like a teenager going through that awkward stage. Despite her old age, she had a heart of pure gold. She was a rarity, someone who made you want to challenge yourself and made you regret everything bad you had ever done.
Posted By Jon On 02.09.2013 @ 8:46 pm
binding
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Posted By Jón On 09.10.2012 @ 2:56 pm
chain
the chain is the bond that holds me inside this prison. dark walls surround me in the feeling that my mind, no matter what i do, is controlled by fear. chains are the link and the bond between people, which fear sometimes helps to create. i see a chain of fear around the world that ultimately creates hope. that hope creates longing, which creates positive change.
Posted By Jon On 08.25.2012 @ 8:14 pm
camera
action lights solidify when it happens at this very moment i know you see I can tell by the look in your eye that it evolves and evermore changes when viewed upon i know. Words can tell but eyes can see. Im out.
Posted By jon On 08.02.2012 @ 6:54 pm
methods
constantly the methods are thrown in your face when you are doing something wrong. The govt. is slowly shutting down and the ppl who are ruling have made the “methods” the way of life.
Posted By jon On 07.31.2012 @ 2:21 pm
