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Drive, it's what I am about. The will to keep going. I love to write, I wrote my first story in 3rd grade and have been writing ever since. Not much of my work has seen the light of day. My goal is to change that. I have done work on half a dozen student

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Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Moments that change your life: 41 of 222

It's funny how you look at the world when your back is against the wall. When you think that your closest friends are the ones plotting against you. Then you have a shift, something happens and what was true a moment ago no longer means anything. Two nights ago I held a man's head together. Me and a friend of mine did not ev...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Anger: 7 of 34

Anger is my prison, my fortress, my solitude. Who can find me amid the waves of rage that beat against the tempest of my soul? The helpless cry of rage, that the life of the afflicted can change when of course it cannot. Here we sit with our blood spattered walls and our screaming echo of drug induced cat calls and nothing h...
Religion & Spirituality > Thoughts on God Proof that God does not exist: 6 of 27

Proof that God does not exist comes in many forms. It would seem that you have to make alot of assumptions about God in the first place, add to and establish his definition. In order to conduct experiments to determine that God exists or doesn't oone must define God. OK, which definition are we going to use? Um, OK let's use...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Silence: 7 of 27

The Silence here is deafening. It's like, the whole world is just holding it's breath. In these woods I am finding the words of a lifetime. This does not make any sense to say let alone to publish on some web-site writing thingy that no one is going to read. What can I say, I just can't help myself. Spending time on my life ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide: 117 of 448

Every day life gets older, every night is a little colder, then the one before, Seems like I'm always dreaming, All around my people scheming, I wanna go back to the life I had before, Today I feel like breathing, Tomorrow I will be leaving, Everyday is worse than the one before, When I'm gone, Sing me a sad song, Then simpl...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Survival: 15 of 56

It's all about survival, no time for things that are trivial, only what it takes to live, all that remains is the strenght that it takes to stay sane, stuck in a life that is just pure pain, striving for a way to give, is this all that their is, dawn we where just kids, but that is what it is and all that is left is to forgi...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: When mother and children roles are reversed: 3 of 6

I'm sorry mom...sorry that I could not be everything that you needed. I know it was hard working nights then going to court with dad during the day. For fifteen years you went to court even after I was 18 you still fought dad. I'm sorry, not for things I've done but for the one thing I could not do give you: peace. There are...
Arts & Humanities > Classical Lit & Mythology Dragons in myth and literature: 5 of 9

Dragons, dragons all around. It is a new old thing. Everywhere you look the dragon or a likeness of a dragon is used. The dragon in modern times is almost always associated with power. Even in kids programs like "Dragon Tales" the large friendly creatures still resemble JRR Tolken picture of the awesome dragon Smaug. From th...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Real life heroes: 92 of 163

"Iz" If you don't know who that is just type his name into youtube and you will find an experience that reminds you of the better things in life. At least that is who he is to me. This man is a hero because he had the courage to demand of himself that he give people hope by sharing his music. He seemed to find an excuse to f...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Thinking about the future: 76 of 128

This is what I need write now, writing about my future and what can be seems to be the only saving grace for me to survive my present and overcome my past. About three months ago one of my roomates created a situation where myself and the rest of the people I live with to fear for our lives. The police got involved, he was e...