jorgedetroit

Man I have some random shit in my head. I am either doing poetry or i have gone quite mad! (Ido accuse chestnuts of being lazy!?)

I am not sure if the hunt is so good for me. I start using all my senses
I can smell her blood, I know all i need to know from her scent
I am excited and want to move in for the kill
Hunting through the woods following that blood trail

Or maybe the blood is what is drawing me. I know that this poor animal is wounded and needs someone to protect it.

Either way I decide what lives and dies. I am the one who picks who is worthy and who isn't. And though i may worship a higher moral power, I am the warrior for that power deciding who is to be allowed to continue on

See I am quite crazy........or maybe it is a lil prose.

Alright the geekness has continued. I have a ton of stuff that plugs into the mac now. Good lord I am nuts.

Alright off to write down story ideas. A couple of these are pretty good. Who knows maybe you will see them on a silver screen some day. (I may just buy one and invite all of you over)