Sweet by Martin Williams

The steel has not made me cold
Nor the stone made me hard
Nor the gray made me colorless.

The dopefiends have not made me scandalous
Nor the cops made me hateful
Nor the hateful made me heartless.

The food has not killed my appetite
Nor sexlessness killed my desire
Nor lifelessness killed my thirst.

They gave me no water for my garden,
Gave me sand for seeds,
And I grew flowers
And low fruit,
Enough to colors the walls
And make stale rice
Taste sweet.

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The power of a doodle, a doodle can capture the human mind for a given amount of time and completely place it in a whole nother dimension. This domestic is yours to do as freely as you please. Expressing your thoughts, mood, emotions of the day with something as simple as some scribbled up art work on the corner of a piece of ratty notebook paper. When you are under the influence of a doodle the outside world may encourage or discourage it's outcome. This beautiful scribble or even an elaborate art piece grabs the human mind and let's beauty happen on the side of a page. The oodles of doodles from every soul has some sort of story it tells.

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This fast really gets in tune with how I feel. I like the relation of the fish and the boy.

He sits in class with one wish... Just like a fish he wishes one thing. That he could escape this prison of hypocrites, hipsters, and knowledge being fed down the tubes of a young mind. The poor goldfish sits in his bowl and dreams of being out, doing anything, not something but anything. Instead of living he survives in a world he not despises nor enjoys. He enjoys the life lessons he shall learn and take in. The young man knows high school life is not real life, just like the fish knows there could be a different world.

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NateMain: Remember

Remembering the greatest moments in life and for me they all relate back to one thing... skiing. Sliding on two slippery sticks down a snowy mountain, there's nothing like it. Whenever things goes down hill, I just strap on my skis and go with with it. Whether it's remembering your first back flip or just the good times you've had with your friends on the mountain.

The sun is bright and the powder is bitchin'. ~Author Unknown