The whispers of death have shaken over us; empowering our own soul and defying reason.
It breathes over our neck as the chills crawl down our backs and spray out toward our fingertips.
Although death is as silent as the night, one is prowled by death like a fawn being hunted by its predator.
Death has a surprising upbringing in which most of the time is sudden, and confusing with no explanation and mild understanding.
The silence sweeps over, yet we can still hear the cry for life, the coming of death and the crossing of each.
Death is one of the only silences we hear.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Surprise! Surprise! Another Governmental Scandal!
And this time...He HAS to Resign!!
Eliot Spitzer, Governor of New York & ex- prosecutor, filed his resignation several days ago. But for what, you may ask. As he told his wife just a couple days before it ventured public, he was involved with an ongoing $5,500 an-hour prostitution rush. With reporters at his feet, March 10th of 2008 was a day for apologies to Spitzer's family, friends and his state.
This so-called "scandal" sounds a little familiar which happened in the White House over a decade ago. The Lewinsky Scandal; which was the scandal between Pres. Bill Clinton (1993-2001) and intern Monica Lewinsky. Although, Monica was not a prostitute nor did Clinton pay for there "relationship", they still received publicity and Clinton was near impeachment!
Bill Clinton was the President Of the United States! Although affairs are not necessarily "illegal", they are still morally wrong, escpecially if one's the president of the US. For Spitzer, hence governor of NY, to resign because a prostitution yet Clinton only suffered humility for his affair. This concept is mind blowing and abominable!
Eliot Spitzer, Governor of New York & ex- prosecutor, filed his resignation several days ago. But for what, you may ask. As he told his wife just a couple days before it ventured public, he was involved with an ongoing $5,500 an-hour prostitution rush. With reporters at his feet, March 10th of 2008 was a day for apologies to Spitzer's family, friends and his state.
This so-called "scandal" sounds a little familiar which happened in the White House over a decade ago. The Lewinsky Scandal; which was the scandal between Pres. Bill Clinton (1993-2001) and intern Monica Lewinsky. Although, Monica was not a prostitute nor did Clinton pay for there "relationship", they still received publicity and Clinton was near impeachment!
Bill Clinton was the President Of the United States! Although affairs are not necessarily "illegal", they are still morally wrong, escpecially if one's the president of the US. For Spitzer, hence governor of NY, to resign because a prostitution yet Clinton only suffered humility for his affair. This concept is mind blowing and abominable!
Old, Musty Rocking Chair
As I walked up to the attic, the rigid stairs made a creak.
Cobwebs in the corner, and the air quite bleak.
Squinting through the mist of dark, I can hardly see.
Stacks of boxes lay across the floor, as well as old debris.
As I look over the room, a certain corner is brought to my attention.
An old, musty, rocking chair that my grandfather use to mention.
Although layered with particles of dust, a certain magnificence gives it a glow.
Perhaps its the wood finishing or the painting above it by Vincent Van Gogh.
Remembering back to the stories that he has told, about when he was little
and when he was old.
I realize that it has been awhile since it has seen a visitor as I touch the arm of the antique chair. Swiping the dust onto the ground, as I take a seat there.
Rocking back and forth as one has done before,
listening to its hum as it once had been adored.
I look at the one light on the attic ceiling, just as I stare.
Knowing that I'm in the same place my grandpa was once rocking in his old, musty, rocking chair.
Cobwebs in the corner, and the air quite bleak.
Squinting through the mist of dark, I can hardly see.
Stacks of boxes lay across the floor, as well as old debris.
As I look over the room, a certain corner is brought to my attention.
An old, musty, rocking chair that my grandfather use to mention.
Although layered with particles of dust, a certain magnificence gives it a glow.
Perhaps its the wood finishing or the painting above it by Vincent Van Gogh.
Remembering back to the stories that he has told, about when he was little
and when he was old.
I realize that it has been awhile since it has seen a visitor as I touch the arm of the antique chair. Swiping the dust onto the ground, as I take a seat there.
Rocking back and forth as one has done before,
listening to its hum as it once had been adored.
I look at the one light on the attic ceiling, just as I stare.
Knowing that I'm in the same place my grandpa was once rocking in his old, musty, rocking chair.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Thought of the Day
Everything that you do will in turn repeat itself in the future.
Sudden behavior can break, make or take friendships.
If you have done something to someone, there's a good chance it will happen to you.
Experience can teach you a lot; you can learn from mistakes and you can learn from
your successes.
Sudden behavior can break, make or take friendships.
If you have done something to someone, there's a good chance it will happen to you.
Experience can teach you a lot; you can learn from mistakes and you can learn from
your successes.
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