Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

20 November, 2015

It's all fun and games

Until somebody gets hurt... Then it's hilarious! But only if it isn't serious - unless it is really serious but not actually really serious. I think. I'm confusing myself now... What I'm saying is that I have a nasty sense of humour sometimes.

I don't actually take joy from people being in pain, I'm not a sadist or an evil mastermind/alien bent on destroying all humans. I just find funny things funny! So if someone trips on their shoe-laces and falls flat on their face but gets up afterwards, I will laugh. A lot. I might not stop laughing until their face is healed up and I forget about the ordeal. Sorry! But not really. Bwahahahaha!
The Alien I mentioned before. Good game series.
I wouldn't dream of hurting someone, getting them to land on their face intentionally or anything. That would make me a nasty person and I don't want to be nasty... I like being liked and I'm very much a people-pleaser!

How about some poetry...

We copulate and populate, filling all the cracks
Human beings everywhere, saying this and that.
Living to the fullest, or putting others down
Life is short and meaningful, so live it loud and proud.
Live as an example to yourself, the strangers, all
Show them what you're living for to make them want it more.
Peace out (Drops mic.)

Life isn't all fun and games, the world can be a scary place. But that doesn't give you any right as an individual to make it worse for those around you!

Live respectably now!
Yours in writing
Benjamin

04 November, 2015

I philosophise, therefore I am

I philosophise on some philosophical philosophies from time to time, even if they're just my frantic thoughts and ramblings. Thinking of things is often quite fun, having new ideas...
A so-called "Cog in the Machine"?
Don't be one if you can help it.

But now I have no idea what else to write about on the subject... Any ideas?

No?

Come on, it's okay, I won't bite.

I'm waiting...

Well, if you don't want to help me out then that's fine!

I'll just throw a tantrum and write a short story!

The Philosopher


A boy, only in his teens. He literally has the entire world ahead of him to go and explore. A hundred thousand choices and a million paths he could take each and every day. With the endless world of possibilities in front of him, there's only one thing to do!

Think. Think long and hard about it.

"Now what? I need to ponder on my future for a while, so I guess I'll get a job in the meantime!"

After a "short while" turned into a "Longer amount of time" the boy become a young man. Using time to think of what he wants to do in life can't have been a bad decision right? I mean, he doesn't want to mess up and waste time on pointless endeavors. And the last thing he wants to do is grow old with regrets from paths not taken. So then what is the right decision to make for his future? Should he be studying something or working somewhere? But he has no idea what to do or where to do it... Will he ever know for sure?

So he works and lives and marries with kids,
day to day thinking and dreaming of things.
But what will he do? He has no dreams of his own
He has no true goals and he feels like a drone.
If he moves, will he fall or fly?
Thinking too much by-and-by,
He may truly love life,
Hates to waste it though.
So what comes next?
Try to move...
Live life...
How?

THE END!

Hm... That was terrible. Depressing even... Glad I'm not that guy! What to do now?...

Yours in writing
Benjamin