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My Thoughts About The Election We have just seen, in the United States of America, the first mixed race African-American and Caucasian President re-elected for his second term. I believe this election sends a number of clear messages and I feel it behooves us to understand what these messages are.My Thoughts About The Election in Editorial More Like This
First and foremost, what I would call the most important thing the Republican Party should learn from this is that you cannot infringe on the rights of citizens. If you try to take away the rights of women, of immigrants, of people with alternative lifestyles, you will continue to lose. This is the Twenty First century guys... things have changed, and you REALLY need to get with the times.
Second, it is very very evident that the American people no longer believe the old conservative line (or should I say lie?) about tax breaks for the wealthy creating jobs. You need to look no further than recent history, each time we have chosen a Republican and enacted these sorts of tax cuts, we have lost jobs
Not This Sh*t AgainNot This Sh*t AgainNot This Sh*t Again in Editorial More Like This
By Charles Kunkle Jr (aka fraterchaos)
On Friday, in Jacksonville, Florida, Michael Dunn, a 45 year old man shot to death a 17 year old black teen over loud music. It seems that Jordan Davis was a passenger in a car with some friends, in a parking lot of a convenience store, and the teens were listening to loud music on the car stereo. When Mr. Dunn ordered them to turn down the music, they ignored his demands.
Apparently, this gave Mr Dunn all the excuse he needed, to begin firing randomly into the car. He fired at least 8 times, yet only hit Davis (or anyone else) twice. And after the shooting he fled the scene. Bys
Let's Talk factsLet's Talk FactsLet's Talk facts in Editorial More Like This
by Charles Kunkle Jr. (aka fraterchaos)
In the wake of the tragedy in Newtown Conn. this past week, there's been a lot of stuff bandied about, and I have made no secret of my opinions about the subject. Personally, I fully favor a semi-automatic assault weapons ban, and a ban on high capacity magazines. I have met with a good deal of opposition on this, by people who make numerous claims and excuses and arguments that to me, simply don't wash.
One of the things we've been hearing a lot of, is the "arm the teachers" argument. In some ways, this almost sounds like it makes sense... if those teachers had had guns, they coul
A Questionby Charles Kunkle Jr (fraterchaos)A Question in Editorial More Like This
Recently, we've all been hearing a lot about the Keystone XL Pipeline and "Tar Sands Oil". There has been much said and written concerning this, both pro and con. And with the recent pipeline spills, the subject seems to be heating up. But there is a question that, so far, I have not heard anyone asking, and most certainly have not heard anyone even trying to answer.
Now, granted, it's possible someone has asked this question, and it's even possible it's been answered, and I simply missed it, but I'd still like to know the answer, if there's anyone who can actually explain it...
Basically
Let Me Know How That Works Out For You...by Charles Kunkle Jr. (aka fraterchaos)Let Me Know How That Works Out For You... in Editorial More Like This
Ever since the 2012 election, there has been an ongoing discussion about how the republican party can regain it's influence. Many ideas have been put forward, basically from two camps. The moderate republicans say they need to find a way to appeal to the general population more, basically becoming more "center-right" and then there is the bat-crap crazy, ultra-conservative wing (sometimes called the TEA Party) which firmly believes becoming even more intransigent, more unintelligent, and basically, far more bat-crap crazy, is the way to win elections... I think anyone with a bit of sense can see that
a questionOk I got a question... if we have to give rich people and big business more tax cuts, because they are "job creators"... so my question is, you've had these tax cuts for at least 8 years now, some for 11 years, and where the are the jobs????a question in Editorial More Like This
George Bush gave you tax cuts in 2001, and more in 2003... you have had them all this time, but instead of creating any jobs, you've lost jobs!!!!! So give me this crap about tax cuts creating jobs... what are they going to do if we don't give them tax cuts, not create even more jobs????? And why should we let the rich and corporate jackals hold us hostage?
Tax cuts at the expense of the middle class d
DARK ANGEL IN DESPAIR (#3 In The Dark Angel Saga)Classidia feeds in the moonlightDARK ANGEL IN DESPAIR (#3 In The Dark Angel Saga) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Whilst dreaming of the sun,
A million stars may light the night,
But for her there's only one.
Many years have drifted past
Since last she saw a sunrise,
The Dark Angel with a heart of gold,
And The Vampire Queen still cries.
Times flies if you are having fun,
You don't notice that it's passing;
But when one becomes immortal,
Then it's truly everlasting.
One can face eternity
If there's someone there to share it,
But her anger just feeds madness,
And no longer can she bear it.
The evil Nemset took her life
In more than just one way;
She was brought across, her lover died,
On that Godforsaken
DREAMING OF THE DARK ANGEL ~ #4 in Dark Angel SagaStrondar rubbed his tired eyesDREAMING OF THE DARK ANGEL ~ #4 in Dark Angel Saga in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That were red, as if he'd wept,
Another night had dragged on by
And again he'd hardly slept.
He felt he should remember something,
That he almost had forgotten,
But when he tried, the thought turned to dust,
Like a parchment that is rotten.
He knew the name Classidia,
And saw the image of a girl,
Bur also blood and violence
And darkness in a whirl.
Yet there was no fear of the name
Or the thoughts he had in part,
And somehow he must find the truth
To fill the void within his heart.
Three nights ago he was attacked
Of this there is no doubt,
But the details were elusive,
Had he only been knocke
DARK ANGEL OF THE NIGHT. (#2 In Dark Angel Saga)A cold dark nightDARK ANGEL OF THE NIGHT. (#2 In Dark Angel Saga) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A pale moon rising,
The bat she leaves the belfry
The vampire's on the wing.
Her bright eyes are red lightning
She rides the sky like thunder,
The yearning is upon her
She seeks to slake her hunger.
Her preternatural hearing
Captures sounds from far below,
A young thief alone is walking,
Her urge begins to grow.
Landing, she takes human form
Concealed behind a tree,
Classidia's the beauty all in black
With skin like ivory.
Her fluidity of movement,
Brings her within his sight,
An enchantress of such promise,
A Dark Angel of the night.
He moves towards her willingly,
With only passion in his eyes;
But th
Hole againI am blue; I am down; I am depressed;Hole again in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am beaten; I am pummeled and suppressed!
Walked on like a doormat,
My soul, it bleeds blood-red.
I move outside the flow of life
I am the living dead.
My empty heart is aching
Yet longing to be killed,
So the vacuous pain within me
Stops waiting to be filled.
WonderlandWhat of pain?Wonderland in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And what of love?
What of push?
And what of shove?
Check that watch you're running late!
The Queen of hearts will not wait!
A fairy tale is but grim
It's life that's really dark and dim.
Life's a hole that leads nowhere
A Cheshire Cat that's full of air!
Escapism needs mind-bending,
A feast of mushrooms that's unending.
Your head of voices starts to natter
Your secret soul a dark Mad Hatter.
But what of Love?
Is it just all malice?
Yeah; Stuff the Rabbit!
And Screw you, Alice!!!
TEARSLife is one big teardrop,TEARS in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rolling down a frozen cheek,
Sliding off a plastic face,
To fall at no ones feet.
Crystal pools of liquid life,
Disappear, as they fall.
Can the result of so much torment,
Have no effect at all?
Will the tears of endless suffering
Bring life to a desolate plain?
If so, there is no shortage,
For the tears fall like rain.
Paralysed By PerfectionParalysed By Perfection in Emotional More Like This
Paralysed By Perfection
When you visualise the outcome
all you can see is failure.
You can't imagine anything good
being produced.
It seems like a lot of work to start,
an enormous hurdle.
You might not like what you do,
it might be an embarrassment to yourself.
If you don't show it anyone then who will know
so does it matter?
It feels weird to start, forbidden and uncomfortable.
What if ideas don't come? What if it can't be expressed as I like?
I try to remember Bob Ross and his 'happy accidents'.
Does anything excellent come from the first attempt anyway?
Probably sometimes when you're in that flow
but if you've been locked down and bloc
DEAD I AMDEAD I AMDEAD I AM in Free Verse More Like This
I SEE THE DEAD WATCHING WITH DEATHLY EYES
I HEAR THE DEAD WHISPERING WICKED LULLABIES
I FEEL THE DEAD TOUCHED BY ROTTING FINGERTIPS
CREEPING ALONG MY QUIVERING LIPS
I FEAR THE DEAD THEIR GHASTLY DESIRE TO DISEMBOWEL
SCREAMING AS I WRITHE AND HOWL
I AM NOW ONE OF THE DEAD
A DREAM I HAVE LONG SINCE DREAD
FESTERING INSIDE MY HEAD ....
Lay Me DownLay Me Down in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Lay me down
On a bed of thorns,
That I might suffer
For my sins.
Bring my enemies,
One by one,
So they might see
That no one wins.
Take from me
This heavy burden,
All the guilt
And all the pain.
Raise me up
And dry my tears;
Only you
Can stop the rain.
Lay me down
On a bed of roses,
Free my soul,
Make it clean.
You're the one
That I believe in;
You're the one
That I have seen.
It's Not You... It's MeI don't know what to doIt's Not You... It's Me in Free Verse More Like This
It's never been this complicated
I've never felt so naked
So alone in the darkness of my mind
Never so unsure
Not since I met him
Then you showed up
I don't want to progress any further than friends
But I don't want to hurt you
I'm running out of options
I can't let this go on
I can't take the pressure
The war between my head and heart
There's no way out of this
But I have to fight through
Don't expect me to get close
I'm sorry but
This is done
It's friends or not at all...
Forever is nowForever has never seemed as immediateForever is now in Free Verse More Like This
nor as distant
as it feels now
as my mind traces the scars we shared
just as tenderly as when my fingertips
traced your fragile skin
Forever is my scar now, and I welcome it
like the return of the prodigal son
If only it would sting, not ache, and
Bleed, like it used to when I still had hope
Hopelessness is no excuse to let go
Even when I can do as
little as you could do
when the tempest was my soul
and I sank all my ships -
any port in a storm
I'm sorry it came to that, and I am sorry that
I still wish in "if only"s
and on dandelion seeds
If there were a God,
you would see me in
ChangesLike I know what I'm doing.Changes in Free Verse More Like This
Like I know who I'm using.
I can never tell when.
The changes keep changing me.
I don't always know what I'm doing,
I can't see when I'm changing,
untill I've already changed.
My life keeps crumbling.
I wouldn't be able to do this,
it's my curse which is my life.
Cries of a weak heart calling out,
crying, but won't shed a tear.
Hope dies and hope is born,
but my life has always been absence.
It's nothing that I should care of,
since I care of nothing else.
Let out the beast that you hide,
your facade doesn't work all the time.
Can you really live with those lies?
Soon it will start to react.
Don
Just Because I'm DifferentYou know I can't help it, and I dislike titlesJust Because I'm Different in Free Verse More Like This
The beautiful blood, boiling with frustration
Slitting more places, such as thigh, and stomach
People say I should die, or discontinue this self-mutilation
I say I like it, it feels great and looks nice
I don't know why, it feels so good
Get's my mind off my troubles
Puts me in a better mood
They call me "emo"
And proceed to call me names
They say I'd be better off dead
I walk away in shame
It's not my fault, I am who I am
It's happened in time, due to your nasty ways
You helped form this monster you say I am
I believed the words you've claimed
I crawl onto my bed, tears forming at my ducts
With my glistening friends in my cold, shaking hand
And slowly begin to drift off
Into a much more pleasant land
Back to reality, I glare towards the mirror, towards this monsterous figure
Stepped back and let my tears fly
Waiting flooded with anticipation for the day
In which I will finally die
You really don't know?Of course you wouldn't, I never mention it with you.You really don't know? in Emotional More Like This
The way my heart gets a sudden surge of pain.
The way I get more nervous around you when I talk to you.
How I always seem to long for your touch, even though it will never happen.
How I can see your face, hear your laugh, and 'feel' your touch.
Its all my imagination, I know it. This can't be real... it just can't. I feel like a hopeless girl stalking the boy she has liked for ages, waiting for him to make his move. Then I see he has a girlfriend and BAM! Immediate hopelessness.
Sta.sh
