Paris

Paris was where i learned how to think for myself, how to imagine, how to grow, and how to be who i am.

Reality

Write about the rain and its infinite capabilities

Write about life and the stages of growth

Write about the sun and its loving wisdom

Write about death and its comforting embrace

Write about imagination and its limitless capabilites

Who am i?

I'm a boy for starts, that's a good place to start because gender has plenty of stereotypes you can use to summarize my existence.

Next i can tell you I'm afraid of spiders and i get sick around blood and the insides of bodies. Now you can call me wimp.

So here you have that I'm a boy and a wimp, so I'm probably not one of those manly jocks. Well your right i actually hate most sports, though i do find pool and ping pong fun!

Your image so far is probably something like a shrimpy, wimpy boy who doesn't like to be active. Well I'm actually like 6'2'' so that takes out the shrimpy factor, though i am pretty skinny.

I'm kinda a pessimist though i don't actually like to be one, i can be pretty optimistic in my own mind.

I'm really quite when i sit in class without anyone i know, but when people start talking to me i can get pretty energetic. I feel that's the case with a lot of people though and its not that unique.

One of my major faults would be that i think everyone hates me, it doesn't matter who it could be my best friend or it could be some stranger on the street. I don't like that about me, i do not have depression and do not want to develop it, so i have developed a narcissistic coping mechanism. I like to joke about how amazing i am, i do this because when people agree i feel as though I'm not a complete social failure.

In truth though i really like everyone and respect everyone for their own opinions, personalities, and choices. I wish i could be more comfortable with myself so that i can show other people who suffer from the same self degradation i suffer from that people do like them and they are loved.

Last night i realized that i am not very good at making friends or conversation when i don't know the people very well, this is because i am actually pretty self conscious (if you couldn't tell from previous statements). When i brought this up to some close friends they said they have a hard time believing i have insecurities, and that's probably because i recognize what i have problems with and i fight against them and in doing so maybe overcompensate for my lack of confidence by being cocky and acting like i don't give a crap what everyone else thinks.

Now on the positive side, i like to think about things and because of that i have a pretty open mindedness about life. I don't like to fall into stereotypes because i believe they are a social trap, but i can accept other peoples doing so because it is an easier way to live your life. I believe that everyone has amazing potential and if they all acted more ambitious the world would achieve amazing things, imagine a world full of people as progressive as Einstein or as revolutionary as Ghandi. The world would be amazing. 

I hate depression, and i hate even more when its used as an excuse. EVERYONE has problems, if depression is yours then its your duty to overcome that. Realize that your greatest weakness is in feeling hopeless and push on anyways, yes i know its hard but so is dealing with cancer, addictions, and other disabilities. Two of my closest friends have severe medical depression, they are two of my biggest role models because of how they have conquered it. They still have quirks or effects of depression but they never give in, NEVER. Its a constant battle that will never end, but its tameable, it takes 10,000 hours to master something and if you spend everyday of your life fighting against depression you will become its master and you will control it instead of it controlling you. Oh and those people who say they have depression when all they want is attention, you could be diagnosed with borderline personality disorder and institutionalized, but seriously why would you ever want to fake depression, it sucks.

The methods i described to conquer depression are really how you should just deal with everything, it's how i try to fight my problems. Anyway more about who i am: I have dirty blonde hair, very pale white skin (I've tried to tan... doesn't work), blue eyes, and my favorite color is green! I look good in browns and blues and prefer form fitting clothes to loose baggy clothes, but i hate tight skinny clothes.

I love reading too, Brandon Sanderson is my favorite writer ever... he's like the god of fantasy writing. My favorite books are mistborn, way of kings, the wheel of time, lord of the rings, enders game, enders shadow, ender in exile, elantris, war breaker, the emperors soul, and the golden compass.

I hate modern poetry, its not as true and creative as those of the past. Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Lewis Carol, Shakespeare, etc. all these are examples of the great writers of poetry. They don't write complaints about society and human ineptitude, they don't write about how they have gone through so much pain and suffering and are better because of it... and they want the world to recognize their acheivement. They write about life, the sun, imagination, rain, and death: They write about reality.

I am Avery and i want to hear a poem about the simple truth, i want to hear a poem about the world.

I most likely probably wont become a serial killer....

Life is difficult, you shouldn't put too much pressure on someone you know cant handle it. 

They just might become serial killers.

Running time

My mind is a log and its running out of data

Setting

Early in the morning when the first rays of sun penetrate the tips of the mountain tops rays shine down into a forest of white birch tree's, straight into a clearing of soft green grass and lightly colored flowers. With the smell of fruit rising from the many berry bushes speckling the forest floor, the birds begin the daily chorus of daytime activity. The flowers begin to open up their buds, shaking away the morning dew, to drink from the glinting rays of sunlight escaping through the holes in the cloudy sky. The sounds of cars driving through the many street-ed suburban wonderland laying just off the mountain side drift up and join the sounds of mingling wildlife. Rocks sitting on a cliff grow bored and chase the sounds of trickling water down a hill leading to the city, leading the river's inhabitants in a frantic chase down the river bed. The silvery scales create a brilliant flash in the morning light, illuminating the water above. Lightly grayed clouds mingle with the fluffy pillows in the sky, and drip light rain on the canopy of pale green leaves. The light shoots through the saturated sky and is set free into a burst of color stretching across the skyline revealing the trail to a hidden treasure among a forest of white birch tree's. Right into a clearing of soft green grass and lightly colored flowers, smelling of fruit from the berry bushes speckling the forest floor and alive with the chorus of daytime activity's.

i feel

I feel you through the interference.

All those colors and subtle rain showers, those things that block me from you.

I feel you through it all because i know they are your feelings. Those things that make you want to break down, those things that make you hard, those things that make you unreachable. I feel what you want me to feel and then i feel deeper. I reach for what i know is who you are, and when i find it i will embrace it.

You feel the bricks and the tide, the flowers and the glass, you feel as though everything is wrong and everything that is wrong is what makes you: you.

Take shelter, its okay to feel helpless and lost. Its okay as long as you feel it on solid ground, as long as you feel it where you wont fall. The fall is long, and the fall is hard. You wont fall if you hold on, so hold on to my hand. I will try to be strong so we can stay where the sky is blue and the grass is green.

Hold on, and if i am too weak we will fall. Fall together, and the climb back up is always easier with some you trust to do it with you.

Newspaper Art

Thraavup The Owl

The support.

The background. The stage. The scenery. The floor. The wall. The shoes. The scent. The grass. The tree. The cane. The sky.

Wherever you are, whatever you need. Whenever you think, Whatever it is.

Forever pulling the strings, Forever not being seen.

The puppeteer, the jester, but not the king. The path but not the guide, the spot but not the trap.

Thraavup the owl, the clandestine support to the exhibited event. Making things move but never touching, composing the coup through masked words, Freeing the rebel through no action.

I am the owl, i control everything but take no credit. I will always be on top though i may be seen on the bottom. Out-Think, Out-Maneuver. A player in the game of limitless opportunity and option.

Support doesn't meant weak, it means smart.

When do people gain their humanity?

Okay here we go... what separates us from animals would be our state of life and mind. Marlow's  hierarchy of needs explains that we aim to accomplish different levels of accomplishments. We start off on the first two levels which are our basic needs of sustaining life through food, water, shelter, security, etc. On that level we are equal with animals. After that we branch out into the third section: love and belonging, or having close friends, family and sexual intimacy (boyfriend/girlfriend). Most people find success here and those who don't either fade away or skip that level to find it later. Others who do succeed here will not continue on, this is what our society glorifies. We are built around relationships and pleasing ourselves through these relationships. We think this is all there is too life and stop, most people don't go on because they want to "fit in". Those who do go on though find happiness in themselves, not in others, meaning we work to better ourselves and don't care if others disagree with it because we are comfortable in who we are. These people usually seek to help anyone who is trying to reach this level, and they respect others even if they are not as far along than themselves. People usually spend most of their lives in this level (or below it), but if you master it, you can then reach out to discover the world and learn and love everything about it: this is self actualization. When you don't have to worry about your own insecurities, or others, and you can focus on the world around you. That is when you have figured yourself out perfectly. To answer this question: humanity is achieved once we develop relationships, but humanity can then be developed and progressed through further introspection and discovery on who we are and how we want to live.

Going For A Swim

don't fall in, don't fall in, don't fall in...

We're all young minds, with potential.

We are painting the roses red

The Piano is not on fire

Our underworld isn't filled with fear

Don't worry about Bowser or DK

Through the ages we have failed

We've got smiles on our faces

You have brains in your head

Today was good, Today was fun.

An elephants true one hundred percent

So be sure when you step

If you never did, you should

Only you can control your future

But sometimes progress progresses too fast

You are brighter than the stars

You are a butterfly held captive

It is not about your scars

Do you play lonely games too?  

Change

In a field of pink flowers. 

 Waiting away the hours. 

Listening to someones else's.

Story of independence.

The fight against slavery.

The fight against kings, and rulers, and god.

I listened to these story's

while working,

In a field of red flowers.

The Performer

Dance for your audience, they expect it.

 Mesmerize them with your flying colors, spinning bodies, and musical sounds.

 But make them eat out of your palm because you are in control, 

and they will watch while you entrance and guide their minds along. 

Keeping control can be difficult but practice help, and when you finish your grand finale

 they will be yours. Society is full of lies and innuendos 

which we all seek to understand, 

but all you really need to know

 is how to keep control.

Put on the costume and the makeup, let loose your magic tricks.

Your the star, not the audience.

And when you've finished all your plans pass the talent along,

onto the next bright and brilliant,

Performer.

Never Burn Out The Madness

What the hammer? What the chain?

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? What dread grasp

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

-THE TYGER By William Blake

I have a friend who follows me around.
No one can see him, no one can touch him.
Not even me.

He isn't imaginary, he isn't fake.
He doesn't exist just inside my brain.
He is as real as you and me.

He's just a bear, nothing too fancy.
my friend, my pet, from another life.
So he just waits for me to die.

Thank You Note...

This note is for all those who have helped me on my path...

This note is for anyone who has liked my style...

This note is for anyone who has looked at me and thought "he looks nice"...

This note is for anyone who has stolen my words...

This note is for the crows for waking me up...

This note is for the tree's that helped me grow tall...

This note is for the leaves that lightened my fall...

This note is for the garden that light up my life...

This note is for the cars that took me home...

This note is for the teacher that helped me look up...

This note is for the angel that stopped me from dying...

This note is for the cat that chased away dogs...

This note is for the swamp that held my log...

This note is for the stars that light up my night...

This note is for whoever looked at me and thought,

  

They are worth more than just a Thank You 

Note...

Blast at the Boom

Just take your time to listen to the movements of the world. This is where you will find your inspiration.

When i look at things that are beautiful i think of all i miss out on daily. I could be exploring these places and learning new things about this planet we call home, but i am stuck here in my house with all of the troubles caused by myself and those around me. Sometimes, i wish i could be a bird and get away from it all.

Life loves to challenge you now and again. At these times find a way to distract yourself. I know that sounds really simple and simple things never work out the way you want, but if you try then try to do something blissful. Something that makes you so happy you forget about everything else, that's not simple is it?

That friend who cares about you. That friend is golden.

Whirlpool

Doesn't matter what the future brings, I'm gunna live a crazy dream.
-Mindy Gledhill

When you have dream, don't you wish that all the amazing things you see were real?

I've been wishing i could sit in a chair with the daisy's and trees bursting to life all around me. I wish i could sit there with you and your sweet spirit taking in the aroma of life.

Try to understand your imaginations story's

Creativity

 

When your imagination paints a story of children laughing and the sun shining, then we can skip the troubles and lean directly towards what is rightly ours.

Your dreams tell you your ambitions. What does it matter everyone's watching? We can explore those ambitions and create new colors.

Let your mind float away in a hot air balloon, so you can escape reality and change everything around you.

Are You A Genius?

What makes you what you are?

Is it you who makes you, you?

Or is it those around you who create you?

In the end aren't you already you?                                                   Why would you be anything but you? 

Don't let others control you because in the end they will always let you down.

Let your own imagine shine and you will discover so much more.

You will be the genius you were created to be.

IMAGINATION, let it be your guide. 

Next you post don't think about what your writing, and just let it all come out.

Then you will find your true creativity and you will be you.

Because a flower is only a flower when it stands on its own and is guided by the bee's it attracts itself. You can be pulled in every direction by those who would control you, but why should you listen to them. Everyone goes by in their own special way and we are all guided by ourselves. Those who we love and who love us are here for us, but they are also here for themselves. Don't be selfish be selfless. Find yourself and then you can find everyone else, because when you find yourself you learn what you still need to learn in order to grow. When you grow you find out the truth, and the truth is never what you expect. Rip down your expectations because they will only hold you back. You can only be the light for others when you become the light for yourself.

Wonderland

What do you think during the ungodly hours of the morning? When you are walking to the bathroom, sitting for what seems like hours just staring at the ceiling and noticing the beautiful colors that envelop the night sky of your mind. This world is majestic and mysterious, Two words not often used in the description of the atoms speeding around us. 

The fireflies that love so much to light up the gorgeous skies, block out the hidden lights of the fighting giants in the sky. 

They hide the lost knowledge of unsung poems.

Today,

 i will walk down the hallways of my giant cathedral of life and paint the walls with evergreen treetops, then give to another an empty canvas, and encourage them to paint their live. 

Today i will lean towards the unwanted and reach down to the sprouts growing from the silky soils of their soul.

 We will learn to progress together and share our thoughts with those who also cannot see the red dawn of the super powered generators of society. 

Together we will quite down the motor and silence the screams, and when you begin to wither you will feel the accomplishment of reaching up towards the fireflies, moving them aside, and writing your name on the canvas of the skies. 

Never back down and always push on to the next day.