#goddamn hashtags

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Look into the Water

A pond is like a mirror

Full of reflections

Thoughts made clearer

And some deceptions

But it does aid you

Gazing into such a thing

Gleaming from that crystal blue

A deeper meaning

(A pair of rhyming quatrains, because I don’t rhyme enough. That and variety is the spice of life, and writing free verse for everything always feels a bit monotonous at times.) 

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Test of Life

It looms, it lingers

Hanging over you like a cloud

A storm brewing just for you

Natural disasters are more considerate

They hit everyone equally

It yearns, it hungers

Hunting like a predator

And you are its prey

Your flesh is a tasty prize

That just got much more valuable

It exists, it knows

Harrying you relentlessly

Standing resolute against you

A true force of will and effort

Will be needed to kill it

Not everyone survives

Trying to defeat it

Hope that you do

Fight so that you will

Get past this threat

This creature that stands before you

This conclusion of you and of your status

This test of life

(A sort of stream of consciousness type poem. Written in mind with finals week coming up and all hell breaking loose for some. Much hope and prayer for them.)

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That Grind

The light burns my face. Burning rays set my flesh ablaze and cut my rest short. Fucking sun. The water hisses and puddles when it should be flowing. Black sludge is the only product of my hope and labor. Damn coffee machine. The arms crawl along the chronological track. Its face twists ever so slowly, as if to mock me. Stupid clock. First in line it is. A name that some bemoan and others rejoice. Monday. (A prose poem for that day of the week I either hate or love. Always an extreme, never anything in the middle...)

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Math Haiku (Weeeee)

Oh my, this calculus

Twisted math filled workings

Turning thoughts to ash

All seems lost to me

Catastrophic defeat looms

Future hope dashed

Like sunlight she comes

Banishing all of my sorrow

Plans realign once more

I thought this fire dormant

It is rekindled once more

Renewed purpose

Learning how to love

Like reloving old matter

Happens spontaneously

(A set of linked haikus, mainly because I don’t do them enough, and because I am thankful for a certain special someone getting me out of my funk.)

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Updates!

Oh man, so much stuff going right now, at least for me. The good and the bad. 

Goodies:

Get relationship going with the best gal I know

THE BEST LASS

Get dubbed “One Eyed Giant.” 

Much inspiration

Class Developments (much fanfiction bait here, smut too)

Maximum Chillage

Thinking about the future

Baddies:

Car broken (Again)

Stomach Bug

Over tired for the first half of the week

Not eating right

Thinking about the future

There are many things in the process over here, working the word forge extra hard to makeup for the missed postings. To not be overambitious, aiming for at least 1-3 posts a week (and that’s like the bottom line).

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Teaching Fools

All these problems

And voices that I hear

Trust me you’ve made your plight

Quite clear

I can hardly blame you

You’re but a child

But you got the spice of life; mild

Crying there and weeping

Over your social strife so deepening

Listening to you is sickening

Sad that you don’t know about breathing

At this rate I ought to teach you a lesson

This matter with which you’re messin’

Step lively now neophyte

Would hate for you to trip

It’s time for you to see the light

A blow across your head

To keep you rooted to the ground

Deposit all your vanity

In a nice little mound

A fist to your chin

Look to the sky above

Where your goals should be

Not in this square little bin

A word on your thought process

This wealth and body

You will never possess

Simplicity is clarity

Hopefully you learned a thing or two

Your life will be grateful

But if you are unfaithful

Another visit will be due

(Welp, now that I am just about out of old works to post, now’s the time for new things. Strong feeling fueled things. Rhyming couplets and an alternating rhyme scheme are the main features of this work, alongside the hate-saturated contempt. Perhaps I should layoff on listening to Five Finger Death Punch while writing...)

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Good *Usually* Wins

*Maniacal Laughter*

You are already too late! My kitten and puppy slave powered laser death-cannon is already in orbit about the Earth. The polar ice caps, rainforests, and your favorite pizza joint face complete and utter annihilation. Try as you might, but you cannot stop me! My legions of endless, selfless, hopeless (?), merciless,  and soulless henchmen bar your path. Through my own superior knowledge and acumen, I have wrought beasts of iron and fire that will bring endless death and devastation! Surrender now, and the world does not have to pay the price of your impudence.

You’ll never get away with this, Dr. WhatsyournameIcantsayit! We are going to out macguffin your plot device!

Your obviously superior and well-armed forces are no match for a group of school children, we will stop you!

No? You refuse my generous offer? Very well then, you have made your choice. Soon all that you know and love will burn! Minions, stop these fools from interrupting  me!

You still persist, despite the dire gravity of your situation. Very well. Prepare to face the ultimate power that I have brought into this world! BEHOLD, the Ravaging Autonomous War Robot (RAWR TM)!

NOW DIE!!!

This guy looks arbitrarily tough! Get ready for a fight you guys, we have to win!

*Maniacal Crying*

How is this possible? Beaten by a <INSERT NOUN HERE>? All those years, billions of dollars, and countless lives just thrown away?

Why do I never get to win?

THE POWER OF CUTE LITTLE THINGS/FRIENDSHIP/ROMANCE/BROMANCE/GROWING UP/THE ENVIRONMENT/BONERS/PLOT ARMOR/FOR KIDS/SEQUELS/DADDY ISSUES/ETC MEANT THAT YOU WOULD NEVER WIN!    

I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren’t for you meddling kids! I’ll get you gadget! You haven’t seen the last of me!

(A parody-prose poem I wrote a while back. I can hear the voices I used now... Memories aside, a whole lot of nostalgia here as the humorous topic train rolls through the memories of old cartoons and shows. The same message and arcs were repeated over and over again for most of them. Makes for a pretty good laugh.)

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Starting up

This whole blogging thing is a bit of new experience for me, but what he hell, time to give it a shot. Mostly poetry and writing is what is going to be placed here, coupled with the reblog or two because what I enjoy might as well be shared. Still gotta get this whole “#tags” down. God, the intense burning desire to murder is strong with this one...