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Monday, March 24, 2014
Movie Review - 300: Rise of an Empire
The war of Greece vs Persia rages on. This movie was brutally epic. From the slow-mo fight scenes to the blood splashing, this movie captivated me almost right away. It doesn't just continue from the end of the last movie, it simultaneously starts from when and how the war with Persia started all the way up to how the war continues. This movie had something the last movie didn't have however: a strong plot. While all the first 300 movie had was fight scene, them resting, and then more fighting, this sequel had building to it. And as opposed to the way the Spartans only attack and attack and attack, this movie shows the strategy of the Athenians during this epic war. And the blood!! There was sooooo much blood. And if you're anything like me you come to these types of movies for the blood and fights. It delivers, and leaves you wishing you could watch more. If you haven't already seen this glorious movie, I suggest you get a ticket. It has something for everyone; for the guys, the fight and blood; for the girls, the men. Win win!
Friday, March 21, 2014
ABC not quite as easy as 123
Amazing courage, thing of legends.
Best? That's whats come say.
Courage isn't necessarily the best.
Different variables needed.
Eternal glory for those who have it, tho.
Forever.
Gods of their glorious crafts.
How tho?
I know not.
Just something in the genes, i suppose.
Kindred souls all who have courage.
Lords who seldom fight.
Most are of the same decedent.
Not impossible for siblings to both have it.
Protectors.
Questionable sanity
Really though, who needs it?
"Sane" is just another word for "coward" to them
Though sometimes, their pride causes wars
Unmoving object vs Unstoppable force type war
Victories seldom, ties just strengthen bonds
Without a single doubt,
X marks the spot
You'll find their fear
Zero clues though :) sorry :(
Best? That's whats come say.
Courage isn't necessarily the best.
Different variables needed.
Eternal glory for those who have it, tho.
Forever.
Gods of their glorious crafts.
How tho?
I know not.
Just something in the genes, i suppose.
Kindred souls all who have courage.
Lords who seldom fight.
Most are of the same decedent.
Not impossible for siblings to both have it.
Protectors.
Questionable sanity
Really though, who needs it?
"Sane" is just another word for "coward" to them
Though sometimes, their pride causes wars
Unmoving object vs Unstoppable force type war
Victories seldom, ties just strengthen bonds
Without a single doubt,
X marks the spot
You'll find their fear
Zero clues though :) sorry :(
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Deep Blue- We're Not Alone... (Tell This Story Prompt)
The darkness of the sea has to be one of the most terrifying
things about Mother Earth. The deepness and the inability to even guess when
the true end will be found, when the bottom will be reached. But for some
reason, Danny had to go deep. He knew there was something for him to see. And seeing
as he had and undying body, he thought that water pressure was not contest to
him. And when he began to sink deeper into the leagues beneath the surface, he
proved he was right. But the darkness came soon, and with it a slight colder
water. But soon enough, he got underneath the dark and was in a place of light.
That’s when he got the eerie feeling that someone or something was surrounding
him. He looked all around but couldn't shake the feeling- even though he was
the only thing for as far as he could see. And then, he felt it- a arm wrapping
around his body. He looked down to see a child. It had bright yellowish-gold
eyes and a toothy fanged smile. She gave off the vibe of an innocent though, as
if she had never used her dangerous attributes for harm. He ruffled the young child’s
hair. She said to him “why are you so far up here, mister?” Danny was baffled. Not
only by her ability to talk, but the fact that she had said “up here”. “What do
you mean? I've come down darling” he said with a confused look upon his face. She stopped smiling. Her eyes went from yellow to white. "That's no good, mister. Outsiders have to deal with Smiley." Danny was thoroughly confused. That is, until he felt a dark and ominous presence... And that's when he turned to see a creature that was so big it blocked out the light. And that was just the first half of the creature. It just floated there, staring at him. Eyes white and unfeeling. It sniffed around, as if it wasn't sure what to do. And that's when Danny realized why; the girl was still there. It doesn't attack her kind, Danny thought. But as soon as he realized that, she opened her mouth to show a mouth that rivaled a shark. Danny tried to move back, but she grabbed his arm and bit into it hard. His blood began to spill out into the open water profusely. That's when the creature locked dead onto him. It let out the loudest roar that seemed to shake all the water around them. As the blood left Danny, the creature went upward, showing just how long it truly was. Danny watched it go high, but it's body still not reaching the tail. And as it began to come down, the little girl floated away. Danny looked to see her, eyes in full yellow glow, smiling at him with a wide toothy smile. As he stared into the face of his only glimpse into a new world, he was swallowed whole.
Picture interpretation
This is a pretty interesting picture. Cause when i first look at it, I see a girl who's life is falling apart and she's trying really hard to hold herself together. But it's not all that easy. And my interpretation didn't even stop there. She could be holding herself cause she just got hit by someone;maybe an abusive boyfriend, or a parent who drinks a little too much every night. Maybe she gets bullied, beaten on for not being the prettiest or maybe she gets made fun of cause she loves anime or she writes erotic fan-fiction. She's different. And inside she can't stand how people treat her for it. But I feel like when she crumbles, when she can't hold it together anymore, that's when she'll rebuild. Like a beautiful phoenix.
Friday, March 7, 2014
My Poetry I guess
The silence of the mindless speaks louder than the psychology of the mind. The movement is less fluent than the rhyme. The only thing speaking is the looks in our eyes. The realist thing ever is the reality of the head. The only people who at rest are the same ones who are dead. The only truth I've ever heard is all of life's a lie. The only thing I trust is what I see with my own eyes. And of course there's days I hate the thought that go inside my dome cause they convince me I'm alone and I just say I'm in my zone. I'm like the suburbs Al Capone but with the mind of Corleone. My mental racing like the streets each and every day I blink I see the haze I see the beach I see the light I drink the bleach I never sleep I close my eyes I feel it going thru my mind I hate the pain I hate the guilt I lay with satin, feel like silk. I see my blessing in disguise as family members who have died cause they showed me I'm immortal and they taught me not to quarrel. Cause life itself is just a gift and all my life was full of shit but I sift thru it, find the gold and when I'm rich I'll still stay home.
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