CNF; Alternative Prompt; Pick a Line

"why are you worried about death? Only the gods are immortal anyways."
      -- literature language arts book
 -- Gilgamesh, pg 48.

    Nobody wants to die, I think that nobody wants to leave this earth. Nobody wants to leave the ones they love, and nobody wants anyone to leave them. Nobody wants to be left alone. Death is a scary thing, one minute you are breathing and living, the next-- you are dead, into the ground and sent to the heavens, that's what everyone says anyways. "he is happy now." "he is out of pain." "god will take care of him.". How do we know that. I'm unsure of my opinions on where people, animals or anything goes when they die. Why do we have to die? How do we know that life is real, like how are we all here? Is this all one big dream that we are all living in? How do we know where people go when they die, I think that you won't know what happens, until you die. But do you know anything when you are dead? Can you think when you are dead? Can you remember when you are dead? Can you watch the ones you love ? Why does anyone have to die, all it does is bring others pain and sorrow. Can someone explain death to me.

CNF; Memories

    The smell of burnt popcorn filled the air, the sound of avatar blaring out the tv, his hand in mine. May 21,2010. The smell of hot dog burps, the sound of the crowd cheering, his hand in mine, the ball park, River Cats game 2010.  The smell of the ocean air, sand everywhere, his hand in mine, Santa Cruz 2010. The fresh mountain air, my family, the sound of laughter filled the air, rocking in the hammock, his hand in mine, Tahoe 2010. Pink skirt, a white tank top, black wig, he was a girl for halloween, the stomach ache from the candy, but his hand in mine, Halloween 2010. A giant cookie, a dozen roses, and a shirt on my desk, I said yes with his hand in mine, homecoming 2010. The smell of sushi filled the air and the wheel at Mikuni went around, all of my friends at the Table, his hand in mine,November 3, 2010. A concussion, falling on my butt, laughter and frustration, but with all the fighting, still his hand in mine, December 2010. Poop and bulls, crazy cowboys and wild cowgirls, his hand in mine, PBR 2011. 380.00$ out of my pocket, but a smile on his face and Beats over his ears, my hand in his, April 25,2011. The next months filled with football camps and even after a tackle, his hand in mine.

CNF; Growing Is Forever

The innocent grow into a world full of beautiful, tall and peaceful trees, a world were there are no wars, and no battles, there are no arguments and no yelling. a place where trees are accepting of other trees, and the world is untouched. a place where there is no wrong, only right. and a place where happiness is the only option, and the only thing stoping you is your own thoughts, a place that is perfect..
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Peacefull;Beautiful;Innocent;Untouched;Accepting.

My Mom;

   My Mom;

Don’t make someone your center; don’t lie; don’t cheat; stay strong and you will live strong; be yourself and people will love you; find what your hear desires while your young; each person has a passion; learn from your mistakes the first time; whatever situation you are in can always be worse; honesty is the best policy; eat healthy; stop eating shit that’s bad for you; get longer shorts; be home before ten; go to the gym; money doesn’t fall from trees; I’m sorry I’m never home; why do you never like what I cook; you cook dinner from now on; do the dishes; don’t pay for cameron’s gas with my gas card; respect your elders; will you have some sense of work ethic; always smile because your smile is beautiful; you cant go back in time; you cant always please everybody; never go to bed mad; always say goodnight; I love you. 

Eyes Wide Open..

My eyes are open to the shade of the tree, how the roots run deep into the ground, how the grass comes to a stop once it reaches the hot pavement. A pathway that is full of chewed gum, dirt and cracks, a path that has been walked on by people with big dreams and people with small dreams. A pathway that has been walked on by many different races and a pathway that people with all different lives and stories have walked on. a pathway were not one footstep is the same as another, a pathway that will hopefully lead us to our future. 


"Life is a beach and i am just playing in the sand." - Lil Wayne.