Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
House of the Undead
Juliet opened her eyes. It was 11 o’clock and she was very tired, but for some reason she had a strange and involuntary urge to go look in the mirror. As she approached it, she saw a sight that almost made her heart stop…
“Juliet!” her mother called. “What on EARTH happened?”
“Uhhh…” groaned Juliet. It was then she realized she was lying down on the floor next to the mirror.
Suddenly, she remembered. The pale, translucent face she had seen the night before, the mirror, it all came back to her. How terrified she had been…
Her mother interrupted her reverie. “Oh, goodness, Juliet! Are you alright? Maybe we should go see a doctor about this…”
“I’m fine, Mother!” Juliet persisted. The last thing she wanted was for her mother to know what had happened. Juliet knew that if her mother found out, she would call about 50 doctors, and would scoop out her room every day. She had to stop her from worrying.
“Mother, I was just wondering, you know how homeless people sleep on the floor, right, well I was just wondering what it would be like if I slept on the floor, so this was all just an experiment!” Juliet realized that this was the worst possible excuse for sleeping on the floor, but she tried to look as if she was pleased with the outcome of her “experiment”, praying it would work.
“Honey, are you sure?” Juliet’s mother looked at her as if she was crazy. “Alright, then. But do you know what ‘her eyes are in the mirror’ means?”
“What?” Juliet almost gasped and gave herself away. “I d-don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stuttered. Juliet realized her game was up. She was about to confess, when-
“‘Her eyes are in the mirror’. That’s what I heard you mumbling in your sleep. In-ter-est-ing.” Her mother said before she left.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
My journal is an invaluable friend,
It is more than just the end
of keeping my thoughts inside my head
and so, on these pages I let them spread.
And in the pages of this book,
My ideas are there if you dare to look.
So look and see, if you care
The most random thought of all thoughts came into my head as I was watching American Idol the other day. As I saw the judges praise Lee’s song choice, I was thinking, "Wow! Because of a miraculous tilt of the earth on its axis, its perfectly- spaced distance from the sun and mild just-right temperatures, life can exist!"
Our main concern should be surviving! And look at us now! We’ve got all of this modern technology, and surviving is no longer a challenge but merely a take-for-granted way of life. Or rather not surviving is a thought only pondered in stories. On the TV, in that false-reality world, all that those people care about is becoming the next American Idol. Simon even ventured to say, “This is the most important day of your life, Casey!”
Really?, I thought. To become famous, to live in a world of paparazzi and insecurity, to give concerts at the crack of dawn, to spend nights getting drunk at the bars, is that what these people are fighting so hard to get? Do they realize it? Have they once thought about the miracle of their own existence? And, isn’t it amazing that, when on tour, these people never seem to miss out on a single detail of their designer clothing, yet they don’t even have time to eat breakfast! They have more time for clothing and small things like that, which don’t matter a bit but can’t find time to do the essential, important things that keep them alive? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?
Life on earth is a miracle! We know of no other planet, even with our advanced space technology, that has life. (Of course, some distant planet that does have life must be thinking the same about us!). All of us should be trying to live. None of our worldly activities should interfere with what is necessary to survive. And, of course, we shouldn't be so much attached to any mortal goal that we our duty as a human being: to take care or ourselves and others.. Let it be our challenge to live life to its fullest!
The windows aren’t gloomy,
The flowers are blooming,
just outside the door.
Everyone is outside
laughing with glee,
all children on the playground,
I hope this lovely weather
will come and stay!
oh winter, please, winter,
just go away!
We need a little happiness
to cover up this mess,
because the rough storms of winter
have caused much distress
When we see the flowers
where the bees thrive
we are all so happy
That spring has arrived!