The Knife That Cuts The Deepest by jpssteveshanahan, literature
Literature
The Knife That Cuts The Deepest
Trying is the first step towards failure. A wise man said that once. For as long as I can remember, dating back to my earliest of memories. I've always been dealing with rejection. Many times I've tried giving myself the benefit of the doubt. Many times I tried fooling myself into believing that things may be different this time around. Only to be shut down time and time again. Far too often I've wanted to believe. I truly wanted to believe that somehow, someway. The opposite outcome would occur. That that metaphorical pendulum would eventually swing in my favor, instead of against. As far back as I can remember I've been rejected about 40 ti
They're not hiding they were forced
judgement worst
with mumbled retorts
quivering red lips sobbing
muffled rebuttals
It's your fault
for
being
you
that sickness
infecting
you
turn the tumblers of coal
they don't want the world to know
who you are
who you have been with
who you kissed women or men
some are forced in catacombs thick
for their closets are deposits
of
fear and shame
for the hand that closes the door
other hands will open them
for you
ones who warden you
Have already confined themselves to claustrophobic cells.
The Impossible Number
I am a faithful man who believes in God. However, because I have schizophrenia and autism I am not as eloquent as I’d like to be. Sometimes I have difficulty justifying my religion even if I can picture how the thoughts and ideas work in my head. And I am writing this down because I was thinking about computer code, and I realized I can use simple logic and numbers as evidence of God. Not earth-shattering concrete proof of course, but evidence nonetheless.
I can use the metaphor of binary code: humans and computers are akin to God and man. More specifically, how a logical construction such as a computer cannot co
I used to be the type of person who hides in the shadows. I was afraid of letting the world see who I was, the REAL me. So I hid behind a mask. Mask of a person not even close to being ME. A few months ago while laying on the roof, listening to music, I decided ENOUGH! I became a rebel, fighting against the world, against others, against MYSELF for freedom, and rest assured freedom I got. I have taken off the mask that once hid me from the world. What I found, what I opened myself up to... it's a life more amazing than I ever imagined.
You see, now that I've finally stopped hiding, my eyes are open, and, I realized something: There w
It amazes me that in 2013... by weekendhunters, journal
It amazes me that in 2013...
There are people who still view women as inferiors.
What brought this on, you guys ask? Well, recently, there was an article on a local news portal about the recent assault on women's rights. Long story short, it seems that over here, (no, I don't live in the US in case you guys were wondering.) the author noted that due to the recent upsurge in religious conservatism over here, the majority of those convicted are women, and the fact that whenever a male gets arrested for a religion-related crime (anything from sex to blasphemy) it's pretty much quiet, but when a female does any of that, she gets arrested, publicly shamed, and her "crime" di
I never thought my life would pan out this way.
Mediocrity was never my bag even when I was young. While all the other kids were dreaming about becoming ballerina’s and nurses and football players, I was adamant that I wanted to be Kermit the Frog. Whether that meant I was a bit of a slow child or what, I don’t know. But to me it was a stepping stone. A marker! A big fat line in the dirt! In my mind, I was telling everyone that I wanted to be something different. That I would never be like the others. I had plans – great big bloody plans with shiny balls on top! And not a single one of them involved mediocrity. Or normalcy
Les Miserables movie review by ReiReiSerenade, journal
Les Miserables movie review
Les Miserables is a musical drama directed by Tom Hooper. It was originally an 1862 French novel written by Victor Hugo that was adapted into a musical. The story, set in 19th century France, follows Jean Valjean, a man who served nineteen years for stealing a loaf of bread. After these long years being treated as little more than a slave, Jean Valjean is released, but is on parole for life. Due to his record, he isn’t able to get a job, find shelter, and is frequently beaten and scorned. His bitter contempt at the world is drastically altered when a kindly churchman offers him a place to stay and food. Even after he attempts to ste
Do not speak of such things.. by Feast4daBeast, literature
Literature
Do not speak of such things..
Do not speak of love and pain you know neither of the two. How dare you speak of false knowledge with a tongue of honey. You know them as well as you know the stars, observing maybe, but never to truly grasp them. Their relationship is one of haunting cycle, Love dissolves causing pain so intense it cripples the body, the pain then installing fear to ever dare love again. Do not speak to me of such things, I know the demon twins all too well. Some say they fear death and hell, I fear there are worse things that dwell amongst the land of the living. Jealousy and Lust a most invading and destructive force in the world of Romance, they skip to t