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They had no one to blame but themselves. The outcome was if anything predictable. It wasn’t as if they hadn’t been warned. The body on the floor was on them. Plain and simple. Now all they had to do was figure out how to get themselves out of the mess they’d created.Posted By Carl On 11.09.2012 @ 10:20 am
The sleeve on top of his arm was a bandage for all the pain and anguish he had to suffer through. The ray of light that shone behind him was all that had left him with jitters and twitters. The sleeve was a mask, a bandanna and a culprit of societal ostracization.
Yet we cannot be victims forever. Let us take up our strengths, our arms, our convictions and turn a new leaf, a new day.
Let us be and let us LIVE!Posted By carl On 12.15.2011 @ 4:46 pm
Anywhere I want to go I can. Anywhere where there is bountiful opportunities of success and elevation I can go.
Anywhere, anywhen and anywho. All are within my sphere of control. I have no fear of the failure of my actions because I have already embraced the beauty of their intent. Let the consequences take me away as the tide, it makes no difference.Posted By carl On 11.30.2011 @ 12:25 pm
The biggest regret of life is for one to take everything and do anything automatically. We should consciously and deliberately act, remembering, feeling, experiencing and immersing in all. The routine clamps down on our senses and dulls our mind. Do not automate your life.Posted By carl On 10.25.2011 @ 12:07 am
Suppose you and I were best friends. Now make that happen. Now suppose you and I had similar interests. We do.
Suppose those speaking and listening were one and the same. They are.
Suppose those who care are also those who deserve care. They are.
Suppose suppose suppose. Veiled truths behind suppositions.Posted By carl On 10.03.2011 @ 11:01 pm
It just takes half of all that we’re capable of to accomplish twice what we can right now. All we have to do is believe and execute. So much of us gets lost in the drains and the gutters that what remains isn’t enough!
Take our heads out of the daily grind and put them to work in the empowerment of our minds. Anticipate the leaps and jumps that we can make as beings and go and deliver.Posted By carl On 09.29.2011 @ 8:02 pm
The playground was made of my mind and my soul. It took me places where it waw sidfiifuclt to go. It believed in me and I in it. So be whwat I saw the end of sit. Love the playground, sayd the man behind the plan. Love the ground and play amongst the rounded pleasurable times. Believe in one of the most important things that you know ………..Posted By carl On 09.27.2011 @ 12:02 pm
I am convinced that those who believe in the futility of hate have yet to truly experience hate themselves. Hate can be genuinely empowering, uplifting and soul-crushing! How dare those who deny it’s powers say that it’s impotent and degrading? Why, it is almost as if hate is an emotional tourniquet! What absurdity.Posted By carl On 09.23.2011 @ 12:39 pm
Bend low, crouch. Hide your sights below, crouch. Deep breaths now, deep breaths. There’s not much you can do. Crouch.
They’re coming. They’re running. They’re almost upon me.
I stoop lower. Crouch.
Oh God. Oh Lord. Son of a bitch.
Crouch. And I died on my knees.Posted By Carl On 09.20.2011 @ 9:18 pm
Take account of all your blessings, in disguise or otherwise, as well as your failings. They form the basis for your next steps, whatever those may be. Instead of allocating stock into your strengths, see if you can instead leverage your weaknesses. Try to stick to your heart and use the brain to guide when you should not. Wherever we are, we are successful.Posted By carl On 09.14.2011 @ 5:59 pm
Trading up or trading down. It matters not, It only matters about whether she makes you laugh or makes you frown.
We tend to see life as a system of barters, exchanges and haggling. Perhaps that is what it is, but do not delude yourself and think that it must be such.Posted By carl On 09.12.2011 @ 2:28 pm
My hand hovered over the button. To press or not to press that is the question. From the left side came the angry mob. From the right, I saw apathy.
The middle section was born out of fright and below me was the empty sea.
Hovering over the mountaintops, the Gods are watching us all.
And say what you want about those above us, but they will never fall.Posted By carl On 09.11.2011 @ 7:01 pm
The insects were worming their way through the dirt like…well…worms to be honest. They strung together and stuck together. They bandied about like bands of bandits. They chose the best and took off with the rest.
What a disjoined, disconnected and unrepenting lack of solemn meaning. Expression without ambiguity lends itself to boredom.Posted By carl On 09.06.2011 @ 3:16 pm
The insect beyond him was the insect inside of him. She took what there was to be taken so that he could fly without the wings that were within.
Yet between the images and the cacophony of inspiration, reality took a firm hold of his being and he knew what he knew. It was no longer any sort of self-directed medium of love, poetry or the great beyond.
It was the only way and it was the last time. Such was the fateful. Such was the night.Posted By carl On 09.06.2011 @ 3:12 pm
The girl dropped down to her knees, how could he have done it to her? How was it possible that she was so stupid to believe his lies. It’s impossible for any one with a working pair of eyes and half a brain to trust him yet she had just fallen for his acting again. She was cut back down to the shadows of life. Tears streamed down once rosy cheeks, her skin tingled as the solitude blanketed her with a cold atmosphere. Her room of colourful photos and plush toys had become a dark prison in which she was left to her own devices and the torment of her mind.Posted By Carl On 05.29.2011 @ 3:29 am