Friday, March 9, 2012

The Kraken.....

What hath awoken me from my slumber
I lay resting among the mysteries of the deep
Rising now to this call
Pangs of long past memories haunt me
I know now why I rise
Why my slumber was disturbed
I rise to the call of hunger
I must feed

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

The Homesick Diary...

"Days have turned to weeks, to months, to years. All that I have seen are the inner walls of this ship. Space no longer holds my interest. I used to sit on the observation deck and watch for hours as we drifted past all the marvelous things scattered throughout these galaxies. Nothing is marvelous anymore. You being gone has sucked the light out of my little world, my love. Is it cold where you are? It is here, despite the ships heating units, it is still cold. Cold that is felt deep in my bones. Yesterday one of the landing parties came back aboard after visiting a colony, no one would say what had happened but they came back with a little girl, she speaks sign language and one of the sailors, Boemont I think, communicates with her. She was alone I think, like me. My darling, my desire to live is fading, I feel like an outcast. I fear that I may make some rash decisions due to my current state. Come back to me..."

Jonathan Lupo - Civilian Aboard Centurion

Great Balls of Fire!!

It's been a while since I've said anything! Not that what I have to say is important, but maintaining a web-presence requires the persistence to write even when you have nothing to say or, have plenty to say and can't find the words! Any who, back in school and trying to balance homework and my social life. I've been finding that school is winning out and unfortunately this is the case all across the board. I've found that my own struggles and issues make themselves known in the most annoying way possible. My internal dialogue is distracting me from having normal conversations or interactions with others at time. In some cases I feel vary much like an introvert, not sharing my feelings or thoughts with anyone to the point of mental combustion. I need to learn to speak up, be myself, be willing to take a risk, say no to things, get upset, be happy, be willing to say those three words, travel, live wild, make connections and be the real, 100% me.

No more mental hostage taking, no more of this.