88hopesfall

just another day, waiting for something fun and somewhat even remotely exciting to happen... i know that its not as boring as i am maing out to be, but after living in a combat zone for so long, everything seems boring!! lol could always be worse i suppose. it just seems like there is something that is missing in my life now... and i cant quite put a finger on it... maybe i just need to be more friendly to people. i am starting to get the impression that i am not the most approchable of persons and that i should really smile a little more than i do. i dont think that i should change who i am at all for any reason, for anyone, for anything... why is it that people look at someone else and simply judge them on how they look or the way that they dress... maybe i am an exception to the rule and i have not click to fit into... i have friends that work for places like abercrombie and aldos, i have friends that own car dealerships, i have friends that are SWAT officers, baristas, bartenders, restaurant owners, softwear designers, nurses, tattoo artist, military men and women and dentists... i dont fit in to any one catigory of status qoue... i look at it as it takes all types to make this world turn round, some persons are better than other at a given vocation... me i am a chef and i damn good one if i do say so myself. and everyone needs to eat. i have made thousands of dinners and lunches for all types of people and in all walk of life. everyone has their own little nich in life, that in some way effects so many many other people, in one way or another... damn, ok, thats enough of that rant... lol but it still pisses me off when someone treats another differently just based on how they look or act....

more writtings for your pleasure that i enjoy:

Dark angels praised by the weak
You watch as soul decay
Agony caused by your lies
What you rejected you'll
Cry to embrace
Drifting further away
From the light
Dethroned, defeated
You writhe, You wither
This snake venom-less
Banished from heaven
Banished to the kingdom of shadows



Breathing murder upon
The early church
Destruction, the new faith to hurt
Fueled by zeal, a twisted perception
Creating disorder a morbid obsession
Profession of faith to persecute
From heaven a voice, journey refute
Falling to the ground
To arise without sight
Holy Spirit fill,
Falling scales from smite
Conspiracy to kill voice of conversion
Speaking freely, a bold proclamation


have a gnarly day!!!