Sunday, December 16, 2007

Christmas with half a heart

The water planet by NASA Goddard Photo and Video

The eyes see white
and the lungs and skin feel the cold.

A pocket of fire soothes the blight
and chestnuts simmer in their leathery hold

The beat of my heart holds me tight
under sounds of wood crackling bold.

And the memories of you, smiling with all your might.
Have you tasted the smell of cold?

The chestnuts are little hearts.

A heart shaped mold
of icy tears grip my face tight.

Life is magic so I am told
but fear and sadness are winning the fight.

We are together in our snow globe
but still you are far from sight.

Have you tasted the smell of cold
and held on with all your might?

You are my savior, my little heart.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Have Gun Will Travel

A 14 year old boy got suspended from school for drawing this picture in class, because it depicted a gun.

He was interrogated to determine if he was a mass murderer in the making. They only showed a small part of the interrogation on TV, but my insider got the whole thing on tape. Here is how it went:

Cop: Why did you draw the picture?

Kid: I was bored.

Cop: Does the guy on the left depict anyone in particular, like a teacher?

Kid: No.

Cop: Then who is he?

Kid: Just some random guy I guess.

Cop: Do you think its okay to shoot random people?

Kid: No.

Cop: Do you have any guns in your home?

Kid: No.

Cop: Do you often think about shooting people?

Kid: No, except when I’m playing some video games.

Cop: Do you enjoy those games?

Kid: Yeah, they are fun.

Cop: Describe why they are fun to you.

Kid: Well, you are fighting for your life, and that’s exciting. Other games you can kill anything you want and that’s power I guess. Fun.

Cop: Did you know shooter video games are just like practice for killing?

Kid: I thought it was just play, and different from real life.

Cop: Let me put it this way, if I gave you my gun right now, would you try to shoot everybody?

Kid: No, I’m not a bad guy, and I’m not stupid.

Cop: What’s a bad guy to you?

Kid: Someone who treats others bad.

Cop: Why do they treat others bad?

Kid: You tell me. You’re the one treating me bad right now. Why?

Cop: Because you drew a gun and may be a threat to society.

Kid: Anybody can draw a gun, so that makes everybody a threat. So that justifies treating everybody bad?

Cop: Yes, if need be.

Kid: So you are a bad guy, and society is a bad guy, and we are all bad, is that what you are saying?

Cop: Yup.

Kid: Then why pick on me?

Cop: Because you’re an easy target, and we get paid: I get paid, your probation officer will get paid, your criminal psychiatrist will get paid, the FBI who will put you on their permanent watch list will get paid…We have the power.

Kid: So ‘power’ is the key because it keeps society getting paid? And good or bad does not matter?

Cop: It’s all about who has the power brother.

Kid: So how do I get in on this power?

Cop: You just have to prostitute yourself to it. If you’re not a whore, then you’re just another potential John about to get screwed.

Kid: Okay, cool... Well all this is just a mistake. I did not draw a gun, it’s a boomerang. The guy on the left threw it to the guy on the right who caught it.

Cop: Haha! I think you will fit into society well kid. You are free to go...

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Finally Something Positive

So I saw a picture of tiger cubs playing with little chicks, without eating them...

The chicks wandered into the tiger cub cage, and were not harmed. See, this is what I'm talking about!

This picture holds the meaning of life. It's right there all around us, all the time. Cherish it. Cherish the moments. Cherish the time we have.

(just thought I'd mix this blog up a little--you know, a little this, a little that...)