Emotional Void.
Questions Unanswered,
Eating you up from inside,
Thoughts of change,
Race through your head,
A mind wandering,
Looking for a home,
Never knowing where it'll end,
Up until you're dead,
Faces that you've seen,
Maybe once before,
Now become friends,
You want forever more,
Why does fate choose problems,
For all of us to face,
To show if we are gallant,
Or reveal we're a disgrace,
Where will our lives take us,
Where will it all end,
Just know that I love you,
I'll always be your best friend.
Written at 1:35pm on the 14/04/2005. Originally written on paper so probably about 10 minutes or so to write.
Pathos
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Just for Fun.
Couch Potato.
Sitting in the lounge room,
Staring at a screen,
A useless couch potato,
See's all but never seen,
A life not lived between the shows,
And all the dreary ads,
Alone and so invisible,
Would drive most people mad,
Though this is what they chose,
To do with their whole life,
To never go have fun,
To never find a wife,
So what is it that caused this,
Such a waste of their potential,
A life half lived inside a screen,
A wasted lonesome downfall,
It started with curiosity,
And then became a habit,
His shows he had to see each week,
Or else he would turn rabid,
And like the Borg say on Star Trek,
With their way of life so brutal,
Once he was hooked by science fiction,
Then "Resistance Is Futal".
Written in 20 minutes or so, on the 8th May 2009 at 18:52pm.
Pathos
Sitting in the lounge room,
Staring at a screen,
A useless couch potato,
See's all but never seen,
A life not lived between the shows,
And all the dreary ads,
Alone and so invisible,
Would drive most people mad,
Though this is what they chose,
To do with their whole life,
To never go have fun,
To never find a wife,
So what is it that caused this,
Such a waste of their potential,
A life half lived inside a screen,
A wasted lonesome downfall,
It started with curiosity,
And then became a habit,
His shows he had to see each week,
Or else he would turn rabid,
And like the Borg say on Star Trek,
With their way of life so brutal,
Once he was hooked by science fiction,
Then "Resistance Is Futal".
Written in 20 minutes or so, on the 8th May 2009 at 18:52pm.
Pathos
Monday, May 25, 2009
Something Different. Hope you like it.
Your light shoots to the ground,
I see you up so high,
You sparkle off the ocean,
As I'm driving by,
I have to stop and capture,
This image before my eyes,
The subtle orange hughes,
That light the morning sky,
An awesome sight before me,
You slowly start to rise,
You slowly change your color,
As you head into the sky,
This image I will treasure,
The birth of the morning,
Thankyou Mother Nature,
Another day is dawning.
Written 24/05/2009 at 00:56am.
Above is the Panorama I made in Panorama Maker Pro 4. Great Program, and it's so easy to get great results. Yet another awesome sunrise in Northern Tasmania. For Full Size Picture (4107 by 1336 pixels) email me and I can send a copy. It is 3 different photo's stitched together. It turned out great for a camera-phone shot taken with the best 2 megapixel camera phone in my opinion, the Sony Ericsson W800i. It is better than some standalone 2 megapixel cameras I have seen. But I really do need the upgrade to something in the 10 megapixel range.
This poem was written as an homage to the great sunrise last Saturday morning at 0730am as I was leaving Burnie Tasmania. The Red Crescent moon that morning at 6am was sweet too, with Venus so bright directly above it, but I didn't have a decent enough camera to capture it. I would have needed one of those 21 megapixel wonders to do it justice. But I don't have a spare $5000us to spend on a camera unfortunately.
Pathos
Detached
Dying from the time your born,
This is how we're told to live,
Working for shit we don't need,
Till we have no more to give,
Then abandoned in a sick bed,
Nobody to help pass time,
Lost, tired and weary,
To live like this is a crime,
Better to end it now,
With a little dignity,
Than live like a vegetable,
Someone set me free,
Take this life I have,
I know it's not the best,
I've had my time on earth,
Put my soul to rest.
Written 01:44am on the 18/05/2009 at Mersey Hospital while giving Dave a break from P.P.
I wrote this because I hate to see people at the end of their lives, slowly wasting away in a sick bed. If it was me, no longer able to look after myself, and had no quality of life, then I would hope someone would slip me a cyanide appletini, lol.
Pathos.
This is how we're told to live,
Working for shit we don't need,
Till we have no more to give,
Then abandoned in a sick bed,
Nobody to help pass time,
Lost, tired and weary,
To live like this is a crime,
Better to end it now,
With a little dignity,
Than live like a vegetable,
Someone set me free,
Take this life I have,
I know it's not the best,
I've had my time on earth,
Put my soul to rest.
Written 01:44am on the 18/05/2009 at Mersey Hospital while giving Dave a break from P.P.
I wrote this because I hate to see people at the end of their lives, slowly wasting away in a sick bed. If it was me, no longer able to look after myself, and had no quality of life, then I would hope someone would slip me a cyanide appletini, lol.
Pathos.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Stop Internet Stupidity
Please show your support for this web site, and stop internet censorship, that is going to cost legitimate consumers and businesses millions in lost revenue.
Thankyou,
Pathos.
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Censorship,
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Net Neutrality
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