5 Goals

My whole life I have put things to the side of my list or have just forgotten them there.Finishing them is to tiresome or just outrageous to accomplish but this is one of the simple one I have been  working on for quite some time now.It is still quite strange but I can explained the origin of the the thought that started the goal that many would be quaintly quite afraid to do.

It all started when I had just recently turned five. Big girl shoes were the in thing to do and anything of grownup type was cool.I was at the stage where learning to say no and doing everything by myself was the fun thing that needed to be done.Almost like a game of playing house. I wanted to be the mommy and all my dolls were my slave labor group of children that had to do outlandishly hard choirs. 

Until  one day life hit me in a whole different way and that was the day I had to accompany my family to a strange little church house.I was put into a dark mourning dress and taken out into a small field there was strange little flat stones everywhere that had words and pictures scribbled. Later I learned that this was my first funeral but at the time it was an adventure so great.People were sad but curiosity is all I felt at the time even when I placed my small rosy lips on the cheek of my cold  great grandmothers. Simply  I though she was asleep she had a faint smile on her face she just seemed peaceful. 

So of course when I went home my knees skinned and green from running around the little stones.I asked my mother what I had just went to she simple told me, a funeral. This is what sparked my idea of what I wanted to become. A mortician. 

#1 Well first of all I need to finish me high school education.It's a simple enough goal a truthfully I'm practically done with this goal. All that I need now is a few more credits and to try my best to pass each year with a 4.0. Let's just hope I can run away from the bad side of the high school. Alike to bullies and the horrible days when I got my head slammed into the lockers. So yes I think I have had my fill of high school lets move on.

2# Next the wonder foul world of college where people party and many just give up until suddenly a beer bottle strikes their head and they see how simple it truly is. I plan to go to this simple little place called job corps.Free bed,bath, and jobs.Kind of sounds like a homeless shelter, but truthfully this place is wonderful. They help you get a move on especially is you are of low income. I will take welding,business,and ulnar arts.A strange mixture but well worth my time.

3# After this ordeal I'm going to take what money I have saved up and enroll myself into a real collage to study the basics but most of all human anatomy and medical. I'll need both of These to become a trainee for a mortician. As well with the skills  that I will have gotten at job core I will be able to Hopefully open up my very own death house heh I mean morgue.

These are my long term goals to become what I want to become, and now all I can do is work and hope everything goes well.

Trends that Should Die with 2014

I  Thoroughly wish that if it is possible that over the many years of my life that medication can be dropped for the solution for everything.

There is many reasons why I wish this to change.One is it causes so much more damage then it is to help of fix the damage that is already done.There is little to nothing that a handful of Anti psychotics did to help me with the growing traumatic problems I have.I find no joy to know that my soul, my jazz died. That everything that defines me had died the minute I forced The poison down my Throat.The day's me and a few other people began to take the same pill was no shorted then when our imaginative minds and crystal clear eyes began to fog,and I can say that to this day I still wear my damaged eyes upon my face in the form of small blue glasses.I wear it upon my shaky hands and in my heart who flutters inconsistent to my thinking mind.

Yes I know ,I admit that medicine.A wonder to our World saved so many who could scarcely have one rational thought,Yet the minute it became the salvation to our every little problem.Is the moment when people should of known how Irrational it was.I,v seen lives grow to such great colors ,but I,v seen a rainbow turn gray. Every time a child came to you and Said that they were sad,that they were scared,that things they saw were not real.It was not a solution to fill their tiny heads full of pills.That was the moment when we should of Said this is a temporary problem and there is no need for a permanent solution.This child needs love,not medication.

I do not think medicine should be kicked out the door,but I do believe that we should try to solve and help each other bond out broken minds. Before jumping To a small orange bottle of pills.

This will be the moment when I can see a child be nothing more than that.This will be the moment that I will see every person on this earth who confessed they were sad,that they were scared,that they saw things.THAT THEY ARE NOT ALONE.That they are beautiful creations who deserve to be heard before their mouth is filled.LOVE Is a medication that has not been discovered yet,but I promise the moment we do.

                                                            We'll be free.

Do/Don't Essay

Insanity

What a strange world to live in when simple your mind is not quite in the right place. Sometimes it leads me to wonder  where those little naked people ran off with it.That's ok because now you my little fleshy YOU, get to know—The does and don't of being insane.Let's first start with the three -no No,s.1 Never ever say that you insane because you'll only end up saying you aren't soon afterwords. 2. When the people  in the white coats come to take you away never tell them you can get out of your handcuff, or your straight jacket in some cases.They will only taze you. Lastly but not least, 3. Never shall I ever say this never so many times NEVER EVER EVER believe you can fly by flapping your arms Spontaneously our little spongy body's were not made with feathers.Now with the main rules covered  let me tell you the many other do,s and don'ts.

Indeed :I will give you all the free hand in You may if you do feel the urge to strip to your nickers, and dance to your hearts content. Only if you make The call if you are in your house or out of public areas.cops don't take to kindly to public nudestry.

don't:  O Please don't go about your anger by draining the  blood of flower guy. It's ok sometimes people don't carry dandelions You can get them" HEAR THIS GREAT DEAl". Right here at your very own public park. so clam your Shenanigans It'll all be O.K!

Yes: You may on rainy days go about laughing your head off walking miles into nowhere. Truthfully I advise this it Happens to be ever so calming. Plus no one ever Said otherwise just don't fetch your death.He doesn't like that at all. He is a very solitary guy.

Shan't: You break this simple rule.Never slap another mad man with a fish.He Is most likely to use your entrails  as Christmas tree ornaments.No child will sing then.We don't want that now do we...?

Please do: Welol if you must.Have the most who underfur time screaming at your monthly Avon lady."YELP THAT THY DO NOT WANT YOUR BEUTY CREAM!!!"I can promise that she or in rare atones  will run away Screaming.

I'm sorry but I must go I have nothing more to tell .As you can see I'm having technical Difficulty I can't quite type With this coat on. So about being bat shit crazy and all hay maybe someday you can ask me a few of your questions and I'll be happy to inform you of this quaint life style

If I Could Change the World

If I could change this world I would take three simple steps.I,d get rid of hate,forgetfulness ,and weakness. these things may sound simple and strange but they have their reasons to be removed.A forgotten list that I hope some people understand.

First of all I,d more than love to remove hate. Something that I believe is to strong of a word of felling to be a part of this simple society. people use it to often to understand that you can't really hate Something or someone,without the Thought that it's most unruly nightmares and pains would come to life. Like saying I hate this person and would not think twice if he/she were to watch their family be raped and Murdered. I do know there is few people who do understand this. for they may have truly hated someone to the point. That one day something horrible truly did happen, and upon a bet I think they felt remorse.Posable even blamed them self for what happened to them.That is truly one of the worst pains you can feel.To know you wished upon someone Something that not even yourself could bear to happen to you or one of your loved one. Sometimes we forget that they have people who love them or would cry over a thing that bad were to happen. so to a far fetched extent hating someone hurts many innocent, happy people around them.

second I would purge the world of forgetfulness. People do deserve to forget, but running away from something like that never solves the problem. The skeletons you hide in the closet only await for something  to release them .So they can relentlessly torture You until you can lock them away again. Then a more simple thing that I think people deserve is to remember fully of the good things as the shadowed faces tend to cover so all you ever see is the bad in the memories you cherish. then sometimes you may just stop at the store and forget what was on your list.So you sit there for hours until your mind sorts threw the Mistreated data inside your head. Wouldn't it be nice to always be able to remember what has been forgotten. Be it only the lyrics to the song or a day the changed you internally forever. In someway I see people as wanting to know Thea's internal pages of their diaries.

finally I wish to trash  our hardest things to overcome.Our weaknesses. What if everyman was almost invincible  and the only thing that could end him was death.That we could walk about this world without a fear. Our heads held high because today they were always going to be a little better than yesterday. Instead of gradually getting weaker Every second. What if all we could do was grow and get smarter by the second?If there was no weakness maybe there be no war,maybe we could live together in simple harmony. So when we looked at our fellow man all we saw was what w good in their world.Not to Sit a niddy pick what they had done wrong their weaknesses.For once us all as humans could simple be just that human.

Thea's are some things I would change in the world measly  to see if man would prosper or fall. sadly this is only wishful thinking, but everyday I will picture the world becoming like this.Because no matter whom of what you are I believe everyone deserves to live the happiest life. Even that is a bit narcissistic for me to say. for I have hated, I have forgotten, and most of all I have Many weaknesses. We all do but it doesn't mean You yourself isn't perfect or simple beautiful in your own little ways. so live you life hold your head high. for there is always someone in this world who will love you even if you don't see or hear it.

                                          That person is you.

My Favorite Mistake

The simple ,strange stupidity,of not being quite in the right mind.How almost instantly you can change the course in you life.With a insignificant  mistake in action.In this case it includes bullies,a gas mask ,and a machete.I know that must sound horrid.A crime of human nature."CALM DOWN"!Let me tell you my tell.

I had only been in school for three weeks at this point.It was close to the end of the year,but that's a long story.Clouds lined the sky painting  puffy images in my side vision.The air smelled of fresh earth and thick smoke.There was no houses to be seen for the next eighteen miles.Thats ok, maybe even better.Almost an hour in this hell ride,did I get the first husky voice above the screaming pubescent children."HEY FREAK".I ignored it as I always did normally they stopped at that-not this time."hey there you know who you are FREAK"! I hated being called that out of all.(By God) call me anything ells anything but, that—putrid— word.The bus pulled up to the newly build building.It was a bland, sad looking building.It fit so well into this town filled with all of those small , boring  houses.Country folk they called themselves...more like idiots.I pealed myself out of the seat,only to be welcome by a sharp shoulder in the ribs.I clenched my teeth and stood back up exiting the bus last.

Only ten minutes till the bell rang.No time for breakfast just time to get to biology class.I briskly walked up the stair case the thin glass railing welcoming anyone who felt to mess with me.(Heh hope they like strawberry jam). Once I got to the top of the stairs I turned left to head to the class,yet again stopped in my tracks. Bradon stood there his arms cross his grin spread acrostic his face like a monkey.I tried to pass him but he only stepped  over to block me again.(shisea),"Hey.Brandon how are you"! He shifted his wait his smile fading. "I ain't to shur why you be asking such a stupid question F-R-E-A-K"!"I didn't know a dead girl could talk".I looked up angrily. "what do you mean by that,if I may ask"?

just to make this story a little shorter.Maybe I can spare you of this idiots wordplay.He threatens me
Explaining that his few buddies were going to get together and (RID ME).I think he meant to say get rid of me. alike to anyone you would not to greatly enjoy if someone threatened you like this.So I went home with a deviously  violent plan against them.I got home put on a mask packed my machete and slid on my trench.This is how that went.

I played a simple tune in my head,almost humming.My mask secure to my face my hands balled up in fist.What people didn't see is that I was smiling.I entered the lunchroom walked around and headed to the stairs I knew were they would be.I walked up the stairs brimming,slowly calmly in a way.Sadly I was stopped. Right before I reached their group,I was pulled to the side and asked to remove the mask.I denied told him what had happened. As usual got no help so I walked out and never came back.I Walked eighteen miles to my friends house,in the rain.After that I veered over the edge.

I think of this now,everything that happened led to this day and If I could have stopped any moment of that day. I would have walked home instead.I would have taken of that mask off and I would have fallen asleep. Alowing my dreams to ones more erase that day,as if it never happened.

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I stood in the road.that thing staring at me. Tears in my eyes —should of slept. Anger welding inside me. No more running .Walking  hands in fist I walked through it. Never will I belittle fear.

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Six Word Memoir

Been insane, crazy, mad—never sad.