Saturday, October 29, 2011

Nature talk

The birds are flying  freely, chirping to each other, the tree are talking too, not vocally, but emotionally, not passing judgement on the birds who poo on them, the wildlife also communicate this way, if they sense danger they can warn everyone and fly to safety. All the creatures, including the trees, can feel the emotions and suffering of their fellow friends. I like it here because I feel welcome, unlike anywhere else.

The soul of a true friend

the soul of a true friend goes beyond the physical boundaries, it looks like the gleaming light of the sun, shining through the darkness that clouds ones judgement.  It feels like a warm hug that you could only receive from a parental figure, the warmth enveloping your body and wrapping itself around your heart softly, making you feel secure. It sounds like a softly sung song of the most beautiful birds, the melody making the heart and soul sing in harmony, it smells like a sweet scent of a flower or a freshly baked cake, and when consumed it taste cannot be described. It gives a sense of comfort and security that you are not alone, and never will be.

Janice

I knew this girl, her name was Janice. She had her whole life ahead of her. She loved to party hard with her two best friends, Belle and Rose. She stayed up late, despite how demanding her life was, and she continued to abuse alcohol and drugs, then one night when she decided to get her nightly fix of adrenaline, she was in a accident that she caused. She was distraught when she had found out that she had killed someone, so she decided to escape the horror that unfolded in front of her, but eventually the police caught up with her and she was put to justice. At the time of her sentencing her friends weren't there to help her, and she got sent to jail. After doing her time in the slammer she wound up homeless and unemployable due to the criminal record she held, so she wakes up in a phone box each cold and wet morning.