The Whispers Film

So this week I had absolutely nothing to post writing wise. So I thought I would share with you a short film I wrote, directed, and starred in. Its titled The Whispers. It is to help raise awareness for the serious mental disorder known as schizophrenia.

Schizophrenia is a very serious disease. Please share this with your friends.


Thanks

Many blessings

Joseph W.

Summertime

Okay guys, I actually wrote this for an assignment a couple of days ago. I know lame, right? But this is something that I feel, I have put my heart and feelings into, and wanted to share. Thanks and enjoy! :)

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It's summer time, and the first thing I think about are bright, vibrant orange, reds, and yellows. It is days such as these that make me grateful for being alive; having people around me that love me and make me happy. The air is clean like that after a rainstorm. The sun is rising; peaking over the mountains, I see the mist circling around like magic.

If heaven is anything like I am seeing or feeling I would not need anyone else to make me happy. But that isn't entirely true, there is one girl that is on my mind that I know, in my heart, I would not be happy in such a paradise unless she was there to share it with.

Images of her face fill my mind. Her smooth smooth voice resonates; her presence is so real I can her breath on my neck as shes whispers in my ear. I can feel myself losing my grip on reality, the trees, the grass, and the light; they are all fading as I fall into a slumber with peace, and tranquility in my soul.




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Senses Fail

A new week means new poetry. As I'm posting this I'm sitting in a room full of douchebags and idiots. (Literally, one just said, "Smoking isn't bad for you.") I guess this makes this post a bit more relevant because of it. (Although, the poetry was meant in more of a political sense. Hence, the Occupy Columbus marchers in the included picture.) Either way, enjoy my new piece.

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"Pena"

Drink up the misery.

Dwell in my pain.

Focus on hindsight.

The past was in vain.

We all fall.

The world glows.

Truth is nonexistent.

The wisest man knows.

World's gone blind.

It tries to see.

Ignorance is bliss.

Every thought wants free.

Some grant wishes.

Others grant death.

People waste money.

Dealers sell them meth.

"Truths" still condemn.

All become grotesque.

Hatred surrounds meaning.

Life is a whore's burlesque.

Space grows cold.

Good intentions rot.

Throw safety away.

Diseases are lies we've caught.

Come; please come.

Waste your mind.

Goodness is rarity.

This, you're sure to find.

Endings sour time.

Reapers ring bells.

"Sanity is for losers,"

Or so a blind man tells.

Let it enfold you.

Follow your bliss.

Tomorrow'll be bright.

Make it something you miss.

Carpe diem et provehito in altum.

~Alex