: About Me

Greetings my name is Jason and I'm married with two children, a 20 month old boy and an 8 month old girl.

We live in Australia where I fight to survive as a Chef, but silently on the trail to better my career and reunite with my love of building houses.

My life has been full of both happy and sad memories each event has taught me to grow more as a respectable person and added to my maturity. Each day I try to improve on my character and try to make my life as enjoyable as possible.

If there is one piece of advice I can give and tell you that you must take it, it would be;

"No one is perfect, be humble and take helpful advice even if it's from a little child. Trying something new to better build your character everyday will add years to your life."

The thing that brings me the most joy after spending time with my family is writing. I enjoy writing anything and if I finish something I feel a world of accomplishment even if it's just me who knows about it.

The subjects I enjoy writing about the most is Religion and God, I believe my articles and essays on the topic are a good read for everyone as I am very very Non-superstitious.

Thanks for stopping by and I hope today finds you well.

Peace.

My passion is ...

Trying my hardest to make a difference in the world.

I know too much about ...

Nothing.

My parents always told me ...

There is something wrong with you.

My childhood ambition ...

To live in my dreams, where I am king.

My favorite memory ...

Meeting my wife and falling in love

Why I write ...

Because I talk with my hands.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I am reading "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley.

My first job ...

K-Mart, Stacking men's underwear. Don't laugh.

My best moment ...

The birth of my son and birth of my daughter, looking at my wife and realizing I have made some good decisions in my life.

My inspiration ...

Both the beauty and horror of this world inspire me.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems

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THE NIGHT The night just arouses suspicion. Streets laced with lamps, clouds in a trance. Time seems to lose its position. Trying to flee, the darkness I see, Heart rate increases, "Is this a dream?" Where will I be without sanity? Madness is not a decision. I walk amongst angels, discussing this life, Feeding my soul, enhancing my sight. But if I blink I'll be lonesome tonight. Your mind is the ultimate prison. "Where are they going?" The on-lookers say. Pointing and smirking, as if they're o.k. Most-likely knowing, they envy our way. If not then why would they listen. Trying to flee, the...

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