Thursday, May 29, 2008
Rants
I started dating a girl who will remain nameless. I had a bad vibe from her when i first met her but i always believed in giving people a chance. Giving her a chance was the biggest mistake in my frigen fracken blacked life. I hate how she smokes, drinks and hangs out with her ex boyfriends. I know I'm being over controlling and wanting alot from her but I don't believe it is right when shes like a guy for years and he cheats on her gets married and has a baby while dating her. I believe that everything this guy does is wrong and i start to feel like I'm just a rebound guy for her just because she lost the spark with a loser, but the problem now is that she misses the dick head and wants to go spend time with him alone and hide him from me so i don't know. One thing that was worse then her doing that with this one loser is that when she went to Calgary to visit her mom, dad and brother but when she got there she decided to spend all her money she saved to go drinking with 7 of her ex boy friends and all of them didn't let there girl friends drink with them accept 2. I never want to know what happen there but the day i find out that shes doing anything overly bad she will hate me for the rest of her damn life.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Poetic Trueth Compared to Novel Candy
This is tragically a true tale. This poor girl was sold into prostitution at a very young age, illegally "imported" into Australia, and forced to work as a prostitute in an illegal brothel. After 15 years or so, and now a heroin addict, she was arrested as an illegal immigrant and detained. She was forced to go cold turkey in the detention centre and after vomiting continuously, died from dehydration three days later. A story from the 18th century? No, Australia in 2003. Unbelievable.
Puanhthong Simaplee
Sometimes when I'm having a bad day,
I let stupid things get to me,
I worry about this, I worry about that,
I worry so magnificently.
Then I feel sorry for myself
and think, sheesh, it shouldn't be this hard,
I wonder why I get so darn tired
and at the end of the day, why I'm so battle scarred.
Then like some screeching train,
my misery comes to a shuddering halt
and your face stares at me from the paper,
the realisation is like a thunderbolt.
Your story, tragically, is not unique,
there's many more still living your pain,
the enforcers turn one more blind eye,
then it just happens again and again.
You were callously sold into prostitution,
you couldn't remember whether you were ten or eleven
and were brought to the great shores of Australia,
there, you were given your own slice of heaven.
But no gilded cloud for you my girl,
just a spunk stained mattress on the floor,
where foul breathed bastards had their way,
they didn't care, you were just their whore.
So from ten years of age (maybe it was eleven),
you learned to cope with and suffer your plight
and of course they gave you an ounce of heroin,
with it, you lost your last ounce of fight.
What a sad and tortured existence,
you must have been surrounded by so many blind eyes
and of course that blindness was paid for,
although this should come as no surprise.
Because this is supposed to be the land of the free,
but not for you, my poor wretched Simaplee,
you paid your way with your very soul
and for that, you have my undying sympathy.
I hope your captors rot in Hell
and have a long and lingering decline,
I hope, they too get rooted by pigs,
because after all, they are simply swine.
You were twenty seven and 31 kg when you died
and your last three days were hell on earth,
I think you've proven to this country,
just how little one life is worth.
So I hope you're really happy now
and have finally found your slice,
and when you get to return to this earth,
I hope you get a fairer shake of the dice.
I pray that those blind eyes learn to see again,
I guess that's what this tale is all about,
but I'm sorry, Simaplee, I think this is wishful thinking,
because you have my sympathy and all I have is doubt.
Copyright Allen Jesson :) 2003
This poem is not only sad for being a true story in itself, as well as being so closely related to the novel candy it has alot of exact similarities. In the verse,
You were callously sold into prostitution,
you couldn't remember whether you were ten or eleven
and were brought to the great shores of Australia,
there, you were given your own slice of heaven
, it relates to candy being pulled into prostitution with iggy dragging her in threw small promises and simple pleasures of love and exception that she required while not seeing what was really happening. The girl in this poem may have known but the beauty of where she was would hide her feelings briefly and must have sent her on a emotional train wreck.
Another relation between the sad poem and the novel "candy" is in the verse's,
Because this is supposed to be the land of the free,
but not for you, my poor wretched Simaplee,
you paid your way with your very soul
and for that, you have my undying sympathy.
,this tells how candy was low and brittle that she was force to go against what she wanted to do and as time passed she had lost herself. Candy had paid with her soul since when ever she had been force to talk to iggy she had been formed into a ghost in fear with no sense of self control or will to fight. The way the verse is written it is as if Joe himself is writing it to candy in pain. I could not imagine the pain and humiliation this child had gone threw in her last 4 or 5 years of life. Being out of control and taken away from the need every one has to have love it self. Being a child she would never be able to survive on her own with no one to protect her may she truely get a better chance next time.
Puanhthong Simaplee
Sometimes when I'm having a bad day,
I let stupid things get to me,
I worry about this, I worry about that,
I worry so magnificently.
Then I feel sorry for myself
and think, sheesh, it shouldn't be this hard,
I wonder why I get so darn tired
and at the end of the day, why I'm so battle scarred.
Then like some screeching train,
my misery comes to a shuddering halt
and your face stares at me from the paper,
the realisation is like a thunderbolt.
Your story, tragically, is not unique,
there's many more still living your pain,
the enforcers turn one more blind eye,
then it just happens again and again.
You were callously sold into prostitution,
you couldn't remember whether you were ten or eleven
and were brought to the great shores of Australia,
there, you were given your own slice of heaven.
But no gilded cloud for you my girl,
just a spunk stained mattress on the floor,
where foul breathed bastards had their way,
they didn't care, you were just their whore.
So from ten years of age (maybe it was eleven),
you learned to cope with and suffer your plight
and of course they gave you an ounce of heroin,
with it, you lost your last ounce of fight.
What a sad and tortured existence,
you must have been surrounded by so many blind eyes
and of course that blindness was paid for,
although this should come as no surprise.
Because this is supposed to be the land of the free,
but not for you, my poor wretched Simaplee,
you paid your way with your very soul
and for that, you have my undying sympathy.
I hope your captors rot in Hell
and have a long and lingering decline,
I hope, they too get rooted by pigs,
because after all, they are simply swine.
You were twenty seven and 31 kg when you died
and your last three days were hell on earth,
I think you've proven to this country,
just how little one life is worth.
So I hope you're really happy now
and have finally found your slice,
and when you get to return to this earth,
I hope you get a fairer shake of the dice.
I pray that those blind eyes learn to see again,
I guess that's what this tale is all about,
but I'm sorry, Simaplee, I think this is wishful thinking,
because you have my sympathy and all I have is doubt.
Copyright Allen Jesson :) 2003
This poem is not only sad for being a true story in itself, as well as being so closely related to the novel candy it has alot of exact similarities. In the verse,
You were callously sold into prostitution,
you couldn't remember whether you were ten or eleven
and were brought to the great shores of Australia,
there, you were given your own slice of heaven
, it relates to candy being pulled into prostitution with iggy dragging her in threw small promises and simple pleasures of love and exception that she required while not seeing what was really happening. The girl in this poem may have known but the beauty of where she was would hide her feelings briefly and must have sent her on a emotional train wreck.
Another relation between the sad poem and the novel "candy" is in the verse's,
Because this is supposed to be the land of the free,
but not for you, my poor wretched Simaplee,
you paid your way with your very soul
and for that, you have my undying sympathy.
,this tells how candy was low and brittle that she was force to go against what she wanted to do and as time passed she had lost herself. Candy had paid with her soul since when ever she had been force to talk to iggy she had been formed into a ghost in fear with no sense of self control or will to fight. The way the verse is written it is as if Joe himself is writing it to candy in pain. I could not imagine the pain and humiliation this child had gone threw in her last 4 or 5 years of life. Being out of control and taken away from the need every one has to have love it self. Being a child she would never be able to survive on her own with no one to protect her may she truely get a better chance next time.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Candy
"Either treat me like a kid or treat me like an adult, but don't keep treating me like something in between." Every teens thoughts against there friends and family. Every one has the need to get out and explore the world on there own. When they make a mistake or try and have some fun the ways they use to and something goes wrong, it always shows up against themselves.
Growing up i was the third and last child in the family, so i wasn't getting as much attention as the first two. I remember trying to do thing to get my parents attention, respect and try to get some attention. I remember that my sister had always gotten her way so i tried copying her to make myself more mature, so one time she crossed the high way by herself and i saw her walking across. I wanted to be the same so i remember getting to the road and taking the first steps before loosing memories. I had awaken in the hospital with my mom and dad in the room making sure i was OK. Years later i had been doing some stupid things on a quad and ended up rolling the machine over top of me and off. my father had came up pushed me down to the ground angrily but steady. I had a attitude because of the pain and he was making it worse for where he was pushing it. I ended up being fine but that night we had a talk about the car accident years before.
He told me that if i wasn't so unwilling to think things threw he wouldn't have to waist his time looking me over for wounds. He did so much that made me feel so unwanted but i don't know if that what he wanted or if he wanted me to just grow up faster by making me feel bad. Thinking about how i wanted to be treated like an adult and did everything to become one i missed out on being a child. I believe that we should watch are selves but we shouldn't loose control of what we should and shouldn't be able to do for fun.
Growing up i was the third and last child in the family, so i wasn't getting as much attention as the first two. I remember trying to do thing to get my parents attention, respect and try to get some attention. I remember that my sister had always gotten her way so i tried copying her to make myself more mature, so one time she crossed the high way by herself and i saw her walking across. I wanted to be the same so i remember getting to the road and taking the first steps before loosing memories. I had awaken in the hospital with my mom and dad in the room making sure i was OK. Years later i had been doing some stupid things on a quad and ended up rolling the machine over top of me and off. my father had came up pushed me down to the ground angrily but steady. I had a attitude because of the pain and he was making it worse for where he was pushing it. I ended up being fine but that night we had a talk about the car accident years before.
He told me that if i wasn't so unwilling to think things threw he wouldn't have to waist his time looking me over for wounds. He did so much that made me feel so unwanted but i don't know if that what he wanted or if he wanted me to just grow up faster by making me feel bad. Thinking about how i wanted to be treated like an adult and did everything to become one i missed out on being a child. I believe that we should watch are selves but we shouldn't loose control of what we should and shouldn't be able to do for fun.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Review
To all the guys out there Battle Field 2142 is a game to own and rule in. Taking you on a journey into the futures wars showing that its not just the press of a button to end everything but great new toys to play with. Being set in a coming ice age you are recruited to be a soldier for Russia or Europe. The game is a all around great time at any time of day to play. All specialties are needed to obtain the land that's left over. If you are the one who is trigger happy then don't shy, pull out your knife and be the sneak that your girl friends mother warned her about. Battle field 2142 brings a new view on how wars could be as well as how are technology is expanding at a great rate. You will be playing for weeks trying to get all the medals that are available. I enjoy the battle especially if your on my cross hairs.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Lottery - Indifference
Tittle change.
The Damage of lack of change one way or the other.
The Damage of lack of change one way or the other.
A "Lottery" experience.
Most people experience a time when they think everything is fine possibly perfect when its not. Take relationships for examples. In relationships u could think you are with the right person, the one that makes you happy. Going threw life easily and interested in everything that's around you. Then one day everything comes crashing down from a conflict with the mate. Conflicts come from anything they cheat, you cheat, fights with family. Lost of trust with each other happens but you figure you will just break it off and that would be the end. Next thing that happens they are taking you to court, claims of rape, beating or just to try and steal your money. The world around you comes crashing down only Because u tried to love the wrong person. All your left thinking is it isn't fair.
The link between "The Lottery" and "The Perils of Indifference".
All the cities and towns in "The lottery" did the lottery so it wasn't different in any of the towns. Every location were this was held, every one acted the same as the other. when it started everyone gathered rocks and waited to be called to take there slip. Each person went up and took a ticket there expression never changed. The climate didn't matter, and the time of day didn't matter. These people didn't really care about anything other then to get there ticket, they didn't even know all the rules to what was to happen. All they remembered was take a ticket, and stone the one who gets the dot. The main connection to the two stories was that it was indifferent to who got the dot. The children and husband of the mother who got stoned had no effect in them, they killed her as if she was nothing to them. No motive and no threat, just a big game of Russian roulette.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Troubles In Learning
Being a child you dont know too much about the world. Your innocent, young and unknowing, as you grow up you will learn about the problems of the world. Starting small then getting bigger as you get older.
Do you have to deal with all the problems when you are taught about them? I believe that one person does not have to deal with the problem right away, but over time you would have to deal with a form of it. Life would have to be compatible with the problem in order to go on thew it. You would not have to fix the problem completely, most problems are too big to even try and fix. All problems when learned about deserve to be thought about thorally.
Do you have to deal with all the problems when you are taught about them? I believe that one person does not have to deal with the problem right away, but over time you would have to deal with a form of it. Life would have to be compatible with the problem in order to go on thew it. You would not have to fix the problem completely, most problems are too big to even try and fix. All problems when learned about deserve to be thought about thorally.
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