My Super Power

If I had a super power.....................
I would have the power to be invisible, but first we must define what an 'invisible power' means. I would not be able to walk through walls (you need limitations) but my clothes would turn invisible with me, avoiding the nude invisvible man delema. With my power I would go around, just not being seen for a while. To be honest I doubt I'd be a hero most of the time. If I saw the oppurtonity to do some good I would take it, but I wouldn't be a super hero. I may even be alittle villenes some of the time, walking into the vaults of banks and taking bags of cash, oh and anything I touched could become invisible if I wanted it to. Even with the power I would spend most of my time as normal, just doing what I usually do, being seen by the rest of the world, just another normal person. Only when I felt like being alittle different or grabbing a few $100,000's from the bank would I use my power.

I AM LIKE AN EVERYTHING

I am a Crow
I am a Ford Torres
I am a Thong
I am a Wed-nes-day
I am marshmellows and chocolate in the microwave
I am the colors of oil in the ocean
I am 'Innocent and S%xy F#&%g hairy Mongolian  Girls Four, all Natural'
I am the smell of a downtown alley filled with the homeless and last nights mistakes
I am a low quality Sky Scraper
I am a Cactus
I am a the Triangle
I am the Blob shape
I am a Love Seat, built for three
I am 'Ice Ice Baby' by the modern Mozart, Vanilla Ice
I am a cool Summer
I am Dr. Phil, cartoons are for people who dont know how to deal with their feelings
I am a Wood Chipper...........................................................for people
I am one of those lame little tornado's that form on a windy day on a gravel field

Do seek their meat from god, Poetic response

A child has survived
but at the cost of two lives
the world rejoices,

for no tears are cried

Are we so different?
the beast and the man
each one searches for life
we each play our best hand

Sometimes the beast,
with it's claws and it's teeth
can win it's battles at night.
But mostly, they fall victim
to scared little men
who feel the they are in the right

And so one child survives
at the cost of two lives
but no one cares
no one thinks to cry

The forest will swallow
today's great sorrow
the tree will keep growing
the wind will keep blowing
no one thinks to cry

From the town the boy grows old
but the ravens keep flying
even when he is dying
the world stops for nothing

no one ever thinks to cry.....

 

 

Rain Falls on the mudded road

a path pushed on by many 

for young and for old 

She strides for her home

so far away 

each droplet of rain 

one less for each day 

A hallow she looks for

a whom for her thoughts

at home he is waiting 

only herself she need brought 

So still she walks the mudded road 

her legs grow tired, her fingers grow cold

It's worth every step, every slide, every slip

every tear thats she cried 

every smile that shes missed

She cant stop walking 

though she's lost all she had 

to think its for nothing 

the notion is mad 

So her thoughts wonder of days grown old 

when they sit together

at the end of the mudded road 

A Plea for Nothing

Kate Braid must live in a totally different world then most of us, her "none physical life" seems more like fantasy then fact. I'm sure what she states about her experiences with her family are true, but she sees those experiences as though they are universal. It's highly unlikely that most families "do not let any meat touch their lips that has not been fried, baked or boiled until it is grey in color". These are characteristics of a seriously neurotic life style and certainly not one that most people choose. Kate talks of how avoiding a dirty, hands on kind of living seems impossible to her, yet in her eyes she thinks most people do. This is just false, the vast majority of people, especially in rural areas are still highly connected to the material world. She seems to be the one that is detached from the world, willingly ignorant of how most people live. To her we are becoming a "nation of space people" so tuned in to our digital lives that we have no interest in the "real" world. These are the ramblings of some one who is fundamentally out of touch, it is true that we do spend more time in the digital world then past generations, but for the majority who don't treat computers like a narcotic this Age is one of great knowledge and communication. I do agree with Kate that the simple pleasures in life are the greatest. Hard work, a breath of fresh air, or start gazing, but there's a point at which a line should be drawn, for Kate sounds just a little bit crazy.