Heart beats wildly
as the screaming and tears start
some things never change.

Bright lights fading fast
since the moonlight has faded
bringing sadness here.

Tear drops falling fast
while the sunset fades away.
Why did this happen?


This is in memory of the man I saw who's life faded away after being in an extreme car crash. There was nothing that could be done to save him, and I held his hand as the light faded from his eyes. I now know what's it's like to see someone who just moments before was full of life and happiness shatter into a million pieces, the bright light of their eyes fade into nothingness, their color turn to white. I cried; I'll admit it. I didn't know this man but for the last few moments of his life as he begged me to help him let go I cried.

R.I.P John. I wish I got to know you. May you rest with angels now.

NaNo - where we find our muse and beat it to a pulp.

Well, it's almost October now and that means it's time to get our minds in gear for NaNoWriMo. Yes, easy enough, write 50,000 words in a month, 30 days. Find that muse that'sbeen lying under your bed for months, recuperating from the last installment and begin to bribe it with sweets. Oh, if yours is anything like mine it'll put up one heck of a fight, scream and punch you but stay strong. If you do, you'll soon have an idea for a 50,000 word story and will soon be off locked up in the basement with your laptop and a lifetime supply of coffee and donuts. Sure we'll all gain a few pounds, but hey, it is fall right? What better time to add a few pounds to that body; Thanksgiving is coming up right? It's just practice.

If you're anything like me you'll have an idea written already, your main character plotted out and know how they'll live/die/save the damsel in distress... if that's what you're going for. Me? I'm going for something a bit more... supernatural this year. No I won't give out what I'm doing, not until my brain is finished screaming in my head.

So to you fellow Nanonites out there, rejoice, fill up those cups and sharpen those pens because the fun is about to begin!

My Column for the paper

So a few weeks ago I see this spot in the paper "Become a columnist, send in a sample and you may have a chance!" or something like that. What it should have said was this "If you don't know anyone who works at the paper don't bother applying. We only take relatives or friends of those who work here." How freaking fair is that? What about those of us who work our butts off trying to make a living by doing what we love? The new columnist is awful, doesn't know the meaning of spell check or the proper use of apostrophes. I wrote an amazing piece of writing, thinking that I may have achance of doing what I love, you know writing a warm hearted piece of journalism which would help man-kind. Or so I hope anyway.

But since it seems I need to know some idiot who works there to get a job I gave up on ever applying there. I mean, what's the use right? So, all my internet followers (whoever you are hai!) here's my piece.

Compassion or Apathy?

As I walk along the streets, my eyes touching the sights around me, I begin to wonder; where has the compassion gone? As a young adult living in a small city, I see things that appall me. Fights, arguments, frank discussions turning into brawls where someone always gets hurt. Where has the love gone, the times when we helped each other instead of fought? I remember a time when things were simpler; strangers waving at strangers, giving a loonie to a person who needs it. Now instead of a loonie, we ignore these individuals who have done nothing.

Finding the strength I need to continue my walk, I stop at the corner of Charlotte and George and stare as I see a young man of around twenty years old, wearing a light blue hoodie and baseball hat snobbishly defacing another human being. Right out in public with everyone watching. But does anyone help? No, instead they ignore the person and go about their business acting as if nothing happened. Respect has been hiding from us for too long.

But you may ask, what can I do to change things? Simple. Help someone, a stranger on the street asking for help. Don’t be afraid, everyone needs help and soon you may too. Why not show compassion for someone, they may just give you compassion back. You may not get anything back, but you’ll feel better knowing you did something no one else would. You could possibly save their lives.

Helping people is what it’s all about after all; we as humans are bound by some unknown existence to help, even if we don’t know it. It’s in our genes; this small little voice in the back of our heads demanding we do something about it. Most of us ignore this voice; this little nagging voice that sounds like that aggravating teacher we’ve all had. We find that it’s easy to ignore this voice; putting it away in our vault and going about our daily life.

But what if we actually listened to this voice and did what it said? Things could be different than wouldn’t it? Try opening that vault in your minds and listening to that voice and you may be surprised as to what you can achieve. Helping others is really what it’s all about; it makes you feel better about yourself, but not only that it, makes others feel better about themselves, which is a win-win situation.

So next time you’re downtown and you see something that you know is wrong, why not do something about it? It doesn’t have to be something supreme, it can be as simple as calling for help, shouting out-loud and distracting the wrong-doer. Anything that would show you care. It might not show right after it happens, but it will eventually show through. The Earth will breath easier, as will you knowing you did something no one else would.

Welcome all.

So like this is my blog, where I'll post what I feel like, when I feel like. I'm usually good at posting daily but sometimes it'll take me awhile to figure out what I wanna write about. Some days it'll be random nuances that irk me to no end, other times it might just be something worth writing about.

so, welcome about the random train, sit back with a Pepsi and my minion monkeys will be avaliable momentarily.