Journal: The last entry -------------------------------------------
My first journal and my last entry. All of which is the same. A dream never comes true and love is just a dream. Real spiritual love is all that I find in myself and in none. Why is it that life is not for me to live... Why is it that a defective piece yet tries to survive with what it knows... Maya .... A dream that can never come true
Correction: I said that it was the most powerful poem *I* had done. Not like, ever. Sorry if you misunderstood. I don't believe that powerful poetry is powerful if you hint around your meaning. I think, at that point, it's cowardly. But that's just me, and my personal opinion. That hinting by your true meaning is not my preference.
Thank you for your commentary on "Imputation", although it was sort of... well, I did say unspecified, didn't I? Mainly, I would like to correct you on what I had suggested in my "Description".
I had asked for a suggestion for the first line in the third stanza, not the first line in both the first and third stanza. But I do much appreciate what you'd given me. For the first one, I think I might use it, or something along those lines- once I get around to editing it, that is. As for the second one... I'm sort of a Sandburg-er. I tend to be more straightforward- or rather, I try to be more straightforward- in the poetry that I write. :)
And I didn't notice my poem too bland. O-o I was sort of wondering if you could tell me in what way it was so. If you don't mind.
Thank you again. :D I might go through some of your poetry as well; it's just a matter of actually doing it that's a problem with me.
My words were gibberish, chaos phonetically formed into intelligible sounds, and had no meaning. It's hard to channel pure chaos into a series of real words with a history of structure and rigid definition weighing upon them; I don't really intend to write a sequel to this piece, so the rest of my work should continue to be all in English.
i fart alot and it really smells and i was just wondering if i could fart in yur face one time if yu dont mind i could do it as much as yu want me too if yu like it ok dont go smelling any other farts okay bye now
I assumed as much was your experience with females. Surely you have relatives or friends that haven't "gone for money"? If not I feel terribly sorry for you, but these unpleasant women can not speak for the half of the human race that is actually quite decent. Half the sky is not held up entirely by moneygrabbers and golddiggers, just as the other half is not held up entirely by horny sexmongerers and beer guzzlers, as is often the stereotype.
Sometimes when people put "Unspecified" they just don't know what the [censored] they want... or they ignore that box entirely, and they're just posting to get their anger or pain or giggles or hysteria out, what have you. And people can't fix anything if they don't know what's wrong.