A merchant bottles and sells emotions. Emotions like bravery, love, happiness, and so forth. But they have one bottle that they sell that no one has ever bought…
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Red Ink, Blue Ink: Rambles Between Two Parts of my mind
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I must admit, I’m so very tired of it all.
Why is that?
There are so many things that need to be fixed in this world.
If you were made to fix broken hearts, you would have been born with a needle and thread.
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When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
Everything I’m not.
That is a lie that may you feel, but never believe. Remember, A butterfly cannot see its wings.
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What is the hardest truth for you to accept?
You can try so hard and do everything right and you can still meet a sad ending.
Why do you try then?
What else do we know but to try.
Is it worth it in the end?
I hope so.
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I am breaking.
For a star to be born, something must collapse.
Does it hurt?
Everywhere.
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How was your day?
I came home last night. I sat down and was greeted with silence. Is silence loneliness or freedom?
Only perspective can tell.
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People come and go. Why do you bother? They are rivers, ever changing.
They come and they go, but I will never forget them. Not even one.
But do you not miss them?
If someone leaves, another is met. When a door shuts, another opens.
But do you not miss them?
Yes. Very much.
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Tell me about the sun.
It is alone yet still shines.
Is that all?
What else is there?
It is alone, yes, but it is proof that endings can be beautiful.
Only if you can see the colors.
You have to look through the clouds.
But is it not sad?
The most remarkable things are both sad and beautiful.
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What troubles you?
I’m scared.
Of what?
It’s not that I fear that I won’t be loved, but I wonder, will I ever be understood?
Both would be the greatest gift.
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It is heavy, this weight we carry.
Hearts of gold often are.
Just because one carries it well, does not mean it doesn’t weigh them down.
It hurts to care. Is it worth it all in the end?
Always.
Why do I Write?
Why do I write?
I thought I knew the answer to this question. I write as a coping mechanism, turning any negative emotion I had into words, and letting the ink bleed in my stead. But I never actually knew exactly why. I thought it was simply escapism. Finding solace in a world that I could create and then control. But I don’t think that is exactly right.
When life hits me, really hits me, it is often hard for me to dig myself out of my emotional “hole” so to speak. I know logically that things are going to be alright and that there are brighter days ahead but my feelings seem not to listen. They act independently of my thoughts, trying to assure me that this really IS the end of the world. And so I write. Not to escape but tell myself the truths that I know to be true, over and over again through characters and their story’s. Truths like goodness always pays, beauty is only skin deep, and pessimism really is the thief of happiness. All these truths and more I tell myself repeatedly, assuring myself that these things are true and always will be. I wrote what I needed to hear, at that moment in time when I thought I was lost.
I think that’s why I want to be a writer. Because maybe somewhere, someone else needs to hear these truths too.
Sugar and Stones
They warn you of sticks and stones,
That break your bones,
But fail to mention
Betrayal and lies,
Cut deeper than a knives,
I think Words will always hurt me.
But those who speak
Sugar and spice
And of everything nice,
Those words will always heal me.
Writing Prompt: a Devilish Crime
Satan has been demoted from head of the underworld and overthrown by another fallen being. From there he was thrown to earth, trapped in a human shell. Driven mad, he goes on a rampage, murdering tens of people. But he is always careful not to leave evidence linking him to the kills. You are a detective and your job is to prove and convict the literal Devil.
The Artist Who Fell
Once there was an artist who went out everyday,
To the cliffs she would go to paint the sea spray,
The waves in curls and folds of blue
Water rushing in a darkened hue,
Then one day the artist fell
From the heights of the cliff
Into the sea swell
But the waves gently cradled
The artist so close
“How can we kill the one that loved us the most?”
But then to ocean’s great surprise,
Tears began to fill the painter’s eyes.
“I’m sorry to tell you, I did not fall.”
Then said with words that did break,
“I’m sorry, I jumped, it wasn’t a mistake.”
Captain America 5 Minute Review
So I’m not a huge movie buff. I have a set of my favorite Disney movies I watch on repeat and a few retro films thrown into the mix that I watch when I feel sick but I do very little to keep up with the film industry and what they’re coming out with, mostly because I haven’t seen a movie really “catch my eye” in a long time. Disney’s golden age of film making has seemed to have halted with them largely pushing remakes in the last couple of years. But that all brings me to this statement:
I have never really seen a Marvel movie.
Ahem.
Unlessss you count that time I watched Infinity War while third wheeling on one of my sister’s dates (please, never again. ) So it’s no wonder I watched it my internal monologue went something like this:
“Welp, that person died. By the music, I’m assuming that was significant.”
“Aaaaah yes, I remember seeing memes about this.”
“Welp, I hope that wasn’t an important plot point because I have no clue what they are talking about.”
“People are crying? Should I cry? Do I look heartless?”
“Disney is gonna make BANK from all these possible action figures like daaasng.”
So I had a friend who was kind enough to help remedy that. So began the saga of me watching the Marvel Movies in chronological order.
Starting with a movie I had heard quite a lot about:
Good ol’ Captain America staring the living embodiment of American pride and patriotisms in the 1930’s and 40’s and costarring his loveable sidekick buddy who you feel like he makes great team with except if you were to probably average the amount of time these two interacted in the movie, it would probably come out to maybe 7 minutes (Please don’t come at me, I really liked this movie actually).
Spoilers ahead! (obviously but I feel like I should preface as such anyways. Though I am very very late to this party so I would be kind of surprised if you hadn’t already seen this movie but who am I to judge?!)
So, first thoughts, I totally love the time period it’s set in. World war 2 movies are pretty cool in general. I realize the market is coming more and more saturated with World War 2 movies and people are getting sick of them but I honestly cannot get enough of them. I mean, The hair? The clothes? The impending doom looming over everyone’s heads? The bold lipstick?
Okay, in all seriousness I think I love movies set in this time period so much because they are just LOADED with heavy story material and while I do love the aesthetical flare of this time period, I think it has more to do with the fact that this was a very real and dangerous time that people lived in and there were very real sacrifices people made. Seeing movies set in these time periods remind me of that and while they make for an amazing “good vs. evil” struggle that we love to watch, I think what really get me is the emotional weight these stories can often hold set in this very dark time.
Now moving right along, this movie had great music. I mean, not Lord of the Rings kind of iconic scores but I did really enjoy the overall track. There really isn’t much else I have to say on this.
Now, on to the writing-
I thought it was really cool how they made Steve a righteous character/hero without making him too cookie cutter. I think that’s really hard to do sometimes.
Peggy was fabulous and fun to watch because I think it’s always nice to see at least one character sort of have their act together. You can’t help but respect the character’s hustle.
The Bucky-Steve friendship was a very enjoyable dynamic to watch. Too bad it was terminated part way through (in this particular movie) but understandable as it did propel the plot forward and contribute to Steve’s character arch.
Red skull was kind of a corny villain or maybe it was the fact that he looked like a sun-dried tomato, but MAN HE WAS UGLY but still fun to watch nonetheless. Corny is a little fun sometimes.
Overall, really enjoyable but I have one question:
If his shield is vibration proof, then how does it bounce off of stuff? Or maybe it’s just a case of movie physics and I’m just asking too trivial of a question.
Overall really interesting and a nice twist on the super hero genre style movie.
Favorite scenes were as followed:
1. When Steve is reminiscing of all the places he got beat up while in the car with Peggy Carter. I think one reason this character gets so much love is Marvel also seemed to emphasize a loveably awkward side to his character that is admittedly fun to watch.
2. Steve throwing himself on the grenade. It’s a little bit different “right of passage” then most movies do for their main character. I simplistic scene that lasted like 5 second but told a lot about the characters present while establishing what makes this Main character different.
3. Peggy shooting his shield when she is mad at him with a dead pan face. Iconic and so very funny.
4. Final scene where he’s about to crash land and he’s talking to Peggy over the intercom. May have shed a 1/4 of a tear but don’t tell anyone, my reputation would be ruined.
5. Him blowing up his motorcycle nonchalantly
Also, why did no one tell me Steve can draw really well??? Don’t know why that stuck out to me but monkeys are hard to draw. I don’t know why, but I just think it’s cool when they accentuate character talents beyond just being “the chosen one”.
Aaaaand that’s it I think! Those are all my imminent thoughts upon watching Marvel’s Captain America!
Which may it be?
It will set you free
And hold you close
Reveal what you care for the most.
It can be a sweet release
Of endless peace.
But can devour as a reckless beast.
Some seek it out,
Others fear.
But it will happen to all far and near.
Is it’s embrace warm or cold?
It distinguishes not between youth and old.
Makes some cry
Others release a breath.
Am I addressing love or death?
Writing Prompt: Death Detective
You move into a new apartment only to find weird cryptic writing scrawled on the walls and the smell of smoke perpetually lilting through the place. Turns out the flat is haunted by the ghost of a detective who died before he could solve his case. So, in order to get rid of him, you agree to help him out and fulfill his last wishes.
Attention
Pay attention to the soul in the corner,
And the person when the joke cuts too deep.
To those who text you late at night,
For they’ve never been good as sleep.
Pay close attention,
To the third friend on the walk,
For when path grows too narrow,
And leaves only room for two to talk.
Pay close attention to
The misfits
The thirdwheels
The nobodies
The weirdos
The lonely
The freaks
Pay close attention,
Open your eyes and see,
For such are these people,
They were once were you & me.







