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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.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sinking: 1 of 50

SINKING A group of friends meet to unwind. It's refreshing to sit with familiar faces, to escape and throw back a few beers. There's not much to do after midnight. How lucky they are to have such a place, just a stones throw from each of their homes. They speak of ambitions and goals they've achieved. When conversations get ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Anger: 21 of 360

ANGER My joints become stiff and the sweat begins to bead My focus is uncanny I'm a supernatural being With the power to smash windows Or punch a solid wall Seldom do I use my brain, For I have no brain at all And everyones against me My backs against the pillar I clench my fists An unarmed man But man I am a killer I'm shak...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Struggle in life: 50 of 828

SELF-CONTROL I was running for no reason, It was a warm night, I fled for my freedom. With no place in sight Carrying baggage, Of worldly delights Things hard to manage, And useless in life. There must be more, The stars are too close, Giving me hints, Flickering Morse code. But I can't read, These lights up above. Tapping a...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Desire: 21 of 335

The Evolution of Desire I see the way you walk on bye Your blond hair dancing and caressing your neck The way your blue eyes suddenly open And the whiteness inside intensely reflects Something inside me wants to leap out at you You unleash the demon within my mind Your suggestive smiles give life to my hands They yearn to be...
Society & Lifestyle > Gender Issues Does society favor men?: 3 of 39

Society does not favor men. The self-destructive laws that we continue to put in place in society have come so far as to favor the minority over the majority in almost every issue. Movements such as feminism were put in place to divide society and ultimately tear apart the family unit in order to gain greater control over th...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Freedom: 21 of 268

Immortals Beneath the sun we twist and bake. Bedazzled at which path to take. And fear itself seals our third eye. Allowing change to pass us by. Yet if we yearn to be set free. Our thoughts create horrific scenes. Conditioned with consumer's minds. We were not taught how to survive. We watch our dreams escape our grasp. Rep...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Society's standard: 1 of 12

Oh how it glistens, the stars above the Promised Land, Oh how it glistens, the blood upon oppressor's hands. And time it has no chance to move, The stench of death it follows you, And dreams are had but none come true, And hope is how they see it through. Luck is earned but truth is born, And order's by the devil's sword, Ey...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Bathrooms: 5 of 56

TOILET HUMOR I have always found the bathroom and toilet to be the funniest place to mess around in. When I was about 3 years old I used to drop my toys into the toilet, luckily my parents noticed them before they started doing their business. I would also unroll the toilet paper and then roll it up again and place it back o...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Sunshine: 4 of 44

Summertime (Chorus) Tantalize, don't roll your eyes. Write the rhymes. No dis-guise rolling in the summertime. All day riding 'til the early light. (Male Verse) She was 17 minutes late to the beach, soft speech, smile that made the sunset bleed. Atop of white towels we sat, getting into that night-time lust thing everyone's ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: There was a time: 2 of 22

There was a time when respect was taught, food was offered and friends were abundant. A time when adults didn't swear, children wished to learn and everyone would share. There was a time when violence wasn't seen, words would settle arguments, parents cared for children. A time when money was a tool, dreams were for fulfillm...