Bricks are solid but even they crumble. Alcatraz was the worlds toughest prison and it was closed down because the bricks could handle a little salt air. You can think something is solid and the next thing you know it's in ruins from something so little. Metal eventually rusts, cars eventually crash and   users eventually abuse. 

You were a brick until yesterday. Now your a pile of debris. You were solid, so i thought. I guess some one pushed you out of the wall or chipped away at you. I'm not sure what happened, but here i am standing at the wall once again only this time you're not in the wall. You're on the ground. You're in pieces. Some one should have caught this, but more concrete or washed the graffiti off. It's too late now, i get the broom and call someone to put a new brick in, i don't have the time to be upset.

In memory of Hunter

The MIX TAPE

The mix tape I would of mixed for you would have all sorts of songs.

songs to dance to.

Songs to cry to.

Songs to just listen to.

The mix tape I would have mixed for you would of came with a note.

In the note, right under the song list, I would of wrote something like “This mix tape is a piece of me.”

The tape would have been something you could listen to whenever. 

I wish I would have given you that mix tape.

Though, it would have just been thrown in the pile of all the other mix tapes people made for you. 

Collecting dust.

I want to be outside.

I think it's weird af how we're not always outside.

We choose to hangout in boxes.

Air conditioning is nice but so is sunlight.

I like not having bugs flying around but i'd rather be out smelling the flowers.

Wifi is an attribute but i'd be better off hiking.

Maybe when i get off work i'll go into the canyon, or to the park.

However, Pulp Fiction is on netflix....

So i think i'll stay inside.

When i was 5 i was convinced that i was a robot. I made my sister cry telling her that she wasn't my sister because i was a robot. And my mom made me the best robot costume you had ever scene for halloween. Just thought i would share that because this prompt made me think of that.

We're talking about the difference between humans and robots, but with some humans there is no difference. They're human physically, but mentally they're as good as a robot They only care about what they're expected to care about and they can't think for themselves. They all base their political and religious beliefs off what the people around them think. They don't think outside the box. They only think about what they're "programed" to think. Who knows, maybe we're all robots programed to think that we're human.

"All the seven deadly sins are man's true nature. To be greedy. To be hateful. To have lust. Of course, you have to control them, but if you're made to feel guilty for being human, then you're going to be trapped in a never-ending sin-and-repent cycle that you can't escape from."

-Marilyn Manson

It's almost Fall

Fall is the best season.
Nothing is more beautiful than a forest of golden aspens.
The birds are still chirping, the weather is perfect and the sun sets early.
Winter is too cold and too dull, spring would be great if it wasn't raining all time and summer is way to hot.

Fall is the best season.
Not autumn,
fall

I'd like my crayons back

I always wanted a creative job as a kid. I wanted to be a writer, a director, an artist, ect. I just wanted to create and leave a footprint on the earth. Lately i've been thinking about software engineering or managing a restaurant. I just want a decent paying job that isn't too difficult. I just want to be another mindless slave to society. Wake up, work, go home, repeat. Set my goals just high enough to get me through life. I'm too scared to try and do something in life that i can be proud of. I've always been told to have a realistic job that pays well, get married, have kids, and then die. How can i die knowing that all i've accomplished in life is a college degree and some promotions. When i'm old i'll be thinking about when I was a kid and all I wanted to do was play outside and didn't worry about my future. So, yeah, i'd like my crayons back.

"Do not let school ruin your education"
-Mark Twain