We rarely get to be blessed by nature's movements. Usually it's a clumsy dance
of violent rains, or the slamming landslide on a hill, volcanic wedding day...etc.
We can only hope to be lucky, since we are in the way.
There are no natural disasters to be technical about it. It's only a disaster because
we are here. Without us the earth is just doing its job, shifting, changing, re-creating itself, much as we should constantly be doing.
Wild and imaginative...I can look past the arrangement of this piece because
it is so entertaining...
I don't think anyone has used 'corn flakes' and 'oatmeal' this way before...
Putting forth a metaphor for how worthless words can manipulate and falsehoods are painful daggers that don't always kill, but prolong sufferance.
The author is filled with disgust for these empty gestures to the point of choking
out the very soul of love, but keeps hoping and prolonging the inevitable...
Nothing is left except a blissful bowl of ignorance as the facade of lies draws
nearer and nearer consuming the mind.
f*** yeah!!! I mean good job!!! There is quite a
pretentious lot who thinks all kinds of inbred thoughts and tries to control the world over it.
We are all pieces of stars and as such we're subject
to the whims of the Universe, the true 'GOD'
not this candy coated yeah jesus stuff force fed
into the minds of children to brainwash them into
being indoctrinated to the point of carrying out
suicide attempts on others who don't believe them.
Oh right that's Muslims...Christians today have no
purpose other than to be sheep. There are no pure
leaders in that faith. The ridiculous control that
has been forced on us by it is wearing off and the
real truth is begining to emerge. We're screwed!!!
I know exactly where you're describing. I lived in
Bothell before moving to Silverdale. So we're off to a good start. I need to give you some editing points on several things. A few sentences are poorly worded.
You should use first person when telling the grandson
you'll play checkers with him.
"Of course grandma will play checkers with you,"
and so began the night of checker playing.
I refuse to let any young one win at the game of checkers would be better constructed the way I just wrote it.
Proofread the rest with the same eye I gave it
and you're going to have a great piece!!!
P.S. I've taken all those Ferry's too!!! Thanks for
the memories!!!
You kick their butts and then I have another item
to critique. The line 'Grandma winning every one
until they were all tired of it' should be worded the way I did.
I like the intelligent idea that drives this piece.
Materialism is not everything and spiritualism isn't
everything. As with anything balance must be found.
In the information age materialism drives the economy.
In previous decades necessities were different.
People spent half the day foraging for food.
That's no longer the case and our time is consumed with frivolous thoughts and actions.
There are a few editing points I'll pass on as well.
I would say the 'basis' of materialism is money,
'epitome' is not the best word to use.
Check spelling on,'open window for further inquiries'
Check spelling on, 'think a little 'deeper'
Check spelling on, 'save them from doom'
There's a sentence starting a new paragraph,
'and why only banking' Don't start sentences with and.
The question mark should be placed after that statement also: Why only banking?
The rest of that sentence is poorly worded and should be revised as it hardly makes any sense.
For example:
Every business transaction is based on the trust between the mutual parties and their paperwork.
This is a bit of an enigma. It starts and ends very
much the same in a rhyming form. The middle gives
good support to the authors statement of longing for
a color spectrum night. My challenge is that the use
of 'hollow' color seems misplaced. The use of 'felled'
also seems misplaced in the context used. I would
see, a full color spectrum being a better description.
I would see, my fallen sight consumed by space, or
space engulfing sight, or even, falling space in
plain sight. The definitions of these words doesn't
fit what the writer is trying to say thus damaging
the credibility of the piece. I do give higher marks
for the cosmic idea here, but I normally hammer
rhyming poetry for its constrictive nature.
Black, eggplant, purple, violet, indigo, navy,
royal blue, sky, 13 shades of gray and the brightest
white we can find!!! Make this happen senior mods!!!
I'm pulling out all the stops and mailing all mods I come across!!! I will not stalk you, but this has been lurking for quite some time...I'll upgrade if
we get this done!!! :)STYX(: WANTS COLORS!!!
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