I wrote this poem in high school. We were learning about sonnets and I wrote the first horror sonnet. Usually they are about love, but I went in a different direction. I’m not sure if the ending is a reasonable twist, but I don’t care. I like how it sounds.


He hides behind the shadows of the night,
Waiting for the right person to walk by.
A lady whose eyes are bluish and bright
Has been chosen to suffer and die.

This innocent girl walks on as if she’s alone.
She’s startled by a noise from behind her.
The eerie noise runs chills over her back bone.
The noise is nothing, but a cat’s purr.

Knowing she isn’t alone, makes her heart freeze.
She feels warm breath on the back of her neck.
Is her sweet life now going to be wreck?
The warm breath is nothing, but a salty breeze.

She turns her head, and sees his blood red eyes.
At midnight, in hell, no one can hear your cries.


Sam Cooke’s Words, Part 2

#4. Another Saturday Night
“Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody. I got some money ’cause i just got paid. How I wish I had someone to talk to. I’m in an awful way.”
Reason: Every Saturday night I have nothing to do, but sit in bed and watch TV. I always wish I had someone to do something with.

#5. A Change Is Gonna Come
“It’s been too hard living, but I’m afraid to die, ’cause I don’t know what’s out there beyond the sky. It’s been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will.”
“Then I go to my brother, And I say brother help me please, But he winds up knockin’ me Back down on my knees.”
Reason: I sometimes find it hard to live and wish it would just end, but I don’t want to die and sadden my family. In some way, I know that life will get better. I just wish I knew when it will.

In the past whenever I felt depressed and went to my brother for help, he made me feel worse. He made it sound like it was my fault I was depressed, so he knocked me down, in a way.

Sam Cooke’s Words, Part 1

As I said yesterday, I’ve been listening to Sam Cooke quite a lot lately. I was actually introduced to him by one of my heroes, Richard Notkin. I am so grateful that he did. Sam Cooke’s music is the best thing I’ve heard in a long time. His voice and lyrics are amazing. I especially like his lyrics because a lot of them relate to me in some way, or another.

I will list the songs and lyrics that relates to me and why:

#1. Driftin’ Blues
“I’m drifting like a ship out on the sea. I ain’t got nobody in this world to care for me. I know I’m a good for nothing and I haven’t got no friends.”
Reason: I am just drifting through this life with nothing in sight. I don’t know what to do with my life and how to change it. I have no one to care for me, besides my family. I have no friends.

#2. Mean Old World
“This is mean old world to live in all by yourself. This is a mean old world to try and live in all by yourself.”
Reason: I don’t have friends to help me out in difficult times. I can rely on my family, but not all the time. I am all by myself and trying to live my life.

#3. Keep Moving’ On (sorry no YouTube video)
“Keep movin’, keep movin’, life is this way. Keep movin’, keep movin’, everyday. Brother mind what you do and how your treat your fellow man, if you’re like me you’d try to live the very best you can. For if you spread good all around, you’d be able to sleep when the sun goes down.”
Reason: Even with all the struggles I have to deal with, I still tell myself that all I can do is deal with it and live my life the best I can. I treat people how I want to be treated and that’s helped me so far.

I will continue tomorrow. I don’t want my blogs to be too long.

Where Were You When You Heard That?

Have you ever listened to a song and instantly recalled when you first heard that song and how you listened to it over and over again? What about music phases? Have you ever listen to one particular artist for a series of weeks? Sometimes I can recall when I was listening to a song a lot, and I go through music phases a lot.

Earlier today I was listening to Rage Against the Machine’s “Guerrilla Radio” and was teleported back to when it first came out. I received the album for Christmas and I listened to it, while playing a video game. Another example would be Red Hot Chili Peppers “Aeroplane”. That album was the first CD I ever owned, so I listened to it non-stop. I got it for my 14th birthday. I see myself in my old room listening to it on my 3 disc changer. Now I release that was the worst album by RHCP because they didn’t have John Frusciante.

As for music phases, I’ve gone through a non-stop Beatles phase, a Johnny Cash phase, Rage Against The Machine phase, Public Enemy phase and a lot more. I just listen to one particular artist everyday on my route to work. Currently, I’m not going through any phase, but I guess you could say I’m going through a mediocre Sam Cooke phase, or a mediocre Sam Cooke Pandora channel phase.

Nothing Left To Say But Goodbye

After two weeks, it’s time to say goodbye to my precious nephew and the best dog in the world. I am relieved, but also sad to go home. I’m relieved I won’t have to deal with my brother and his wife arguing about something every other day. I won’t have to hear them complain to me about the other and no more wanting to kill them because they became psychos because they haven’t eaten anything.

I will miss my nephew, though. I will miss playing with him and making him laugh. Also I don’t know when I’ll see him again, so he will forget all about me, and I will have to make him like me all over again. I’ll miss laying in bed, while my brother’s dog sleeps beside me. He is my best friend and I love him dearly. (Tears begin to form)

It’s time to head back to my boring, unemployed, living with parents, life. This visit was a great distraction from all that, but I must get back to it, so I can change it. The new year will truly begin for me when I get back.

Do We Always End Up Like Our Parents?

I tell myself that I will not end up like my parents. I refuse to act like them when I have children. I will not act crazy when trying to teach my child how to do something. I will not repeat the same thing over and over to them as well, but do I really have any control over this?

I can see my brother and sister acting just like our parents. I am trying not to act like them. I am usually able to catch myself when I’m acting like our crazy father and I’m able to correct myself. My brother had it worse growing up with our father, and I can see him acting very similar to him. This makes me nervous that I will end up like our father, no matter what. God I hope not.

Richard Notkin

I may have mentioned this before, but if I haven’t, I went to art school. I majored in ceramics. When I was in school, we were asked to interview a well known ceramist. I chose a ceramist who’s artwork I found very similar to mine. His name was Richard Notkin. Most of the artwork of his that I had seen, had skulls in some form or another, on it. I found his work very interesting.

I emailed him and he agreed to a phone interview. He was very friendly and inspiring. He explained that he was a narrative ceramist. His work was made to tell something, like the awful presidency of George W. Bush, or the horrors of the holocaust. His inspiration came from yixing teapots. Yixing was the type of clay used to make the teapots. I enjoyed talking to him so much. He became my favorite ceramist.

In 2010, I was fortune enough to take a workshop with him. It was the greatest two weeks of my life. That was until the next year, when he taught another work shop, and I took it. I can’t wait to take another workshop with him.

That’s Not Funny

Don’t you hate it when you see a movie or a TV show and you think it’s the funniest thing you’ve ever seen. I mean you laugh so hard you think you’re going to die. Then you watch it again some time later and realize it’s not as funny anymore.

This happens to me a lot. I thought Team America was the funniest movie I have ever seen. I thought I was going to piss my pants in the movie theater. I thought the songs from the movie were so funny that I downloaded them and listened to them over and over again. I eventually had all the songs memorized. Then when the movie came out on DVD, I bought it, watched it and thought it wasn’t that funny. I knew what to expect, so the jokes weren’t as hilarious as they originally were. I hate when that happens.

Tim Burton

One of my favorite directors and film maker, Mr. Tim Burton is the most creative person in the film industry. His movies are the most interesting and imaginative movies I’ve ever seen. The first movie I ever saw of his was “Batman”. I was too young at the time to know it was him, but it was my favorite movie. Then that lead me to the rest of his classics, like Beetlejuice, Nightmare Before Christmas, Sleepy Hollow, and many more. “Sleepy Hollow” was one of my favorites because it was one of my favorite children’s book.

I admire Tim Burton because he is not afraid to express himself through his movies. I read his book, “Burton On Burton”, and found it very insightful to the mind that is Tim Burton. As a young man, he was a loner and he didn’t have many friends, like me. He would draw weird things, like me as well. Fast forward to the present, he doesn’t chose to make a movie unless he has some relation to the story. He doesn’t make movies to make money, he makes them to tell stories and let his imagination shine it’s light.

Do You Really Love Me?

As I lie here next to you, with your paw in my hand, I can’t help but wonder, do you really love me? I feed you, I walk you, and I play with you. I even let you sleep next to me, when I go to sleep. Does this make you love me, or do you just like me because I do all these things for you? You already have parents, so it’s not like you belong to me.

I like to think you do love me. You are always happy to see me when I come to visit. You always come to me, when you want to play. You always head straight to my bed, when you want to sleep, and most importantly, you lick my hand or my arm from time to time. That proves to me that you love me. You’re the best dog in the world, you’re my best and only friend in the world, and I love you.