Death's Deception

There's a certain beauty in death. Today while driving, I saw a kitten lie dead in the road. My frist reaction was "awww" and instant pity. My mind could not control that, but I slowly realised that the kitten no longer had the stress of life's worry to contend with. No worry where the next meal would come, no abusive enviornment. It could be free before the chains were attached. Sometime after child-hood we are bound by the responsibilities of life that plague us and pester our thoughts and hopes. Rent, phone bill, credit score, physical appearance. We can only hope to walk with our feet off the ground and our hearts open (hopefully unscathed) and our mind in the clouds.

Continued...

Here's the rest of the pictures... (maybe one more post full of them..)

Bridge of a Dream

I took some pics today of my car and a bridge... Hope you enjoy.... it was beautiful outside... 56k= death (it'll take forever they are like 2mb each) I took a funny pic too... guess which one?

Nostalgia (The Calm)

   I sit here and look out the door. The clouds roll over and fill my body with a feeling of calm. The sky up here in Pennsylvania is incredibly fierce blue, open and willing. Soon it will be October, and my heart's longing for the frosty air and smell of fall will be fulfilled. I get this rage inside me that I can no longer control, consuming me from the inside and jetting outward in all directions like an atomic blast. I feel love for the air to caress my skin, and I want to scream out "ahhhhhhhhh" just because it feels so good. October feels like it was made for me. As for now though, it's still just early September. I can feel the time coming, yet it's still so far away. Too far away to see my breath in the night air, to see thin puddles of water getting cold enough to freeze maybe in the later of October. Stil I long for my beloved October.

Alone in Time

   I sit here again alone and although I don't have to put up with the stress of work, I can hear my own pulse. The beating beneath my chest makes an audible sound; "thump thump, thump thump". Sun shining down upon the pool as I gaze outside at one of the hotel customers sun-baithing out by the pool. Scarce clouds across the sky, playing peek-a-boo with the sun, but for the most part, very nice outside.
   All I can think about is going down and having a beer at the hotel bar and relaxing a bit. I'm tired, but sleep only visited me for two hours this morning. I inhale the last bit of menthol from my cigarette, and try to decipher my mind's thoughts this afternoon. I'm filled with a lot of blankness today. These thoughts don't contain much useful information. As I slowly type that sentance, I think about next weekend, and my trip back home to pick up Stephanie. I wish it were closer, but I cannot control time and so the thought quickly leaves. I'm sure that it will happen in due time. I play with my hair and rough it up a bit. My hair has become stiff from the hotel shampoo and dry for the local climate. It feels almost like a toothbrush. This disturbs me minimally, and once again I'm left blank. I long for a refreshing drink of juice or something that isn't carbonated and labeled "Pepsi". I'm sick of drinking soft-drinks and hope to keep my kidneys in-tact. I roll my neck in a circle and hear the popping-creaking of my spine.
   I think I'm going to head back to bed.