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Hand eye coordination
dark involution

eye, ink on  65lb canson paper, 5.5″ x 8.5 Something’s lost in vision, the goal and purposeful sight. Trying to grasp the idea and concept of creation, but it feels like it slipping into a heavy mass of empty distraction. Faltered by the smog and weight of routine and struggle, I am fighting to ascend through the invisible wall and find my way back to the beginning. True sight is innate and it needs no sense or concrete direction. Real vision is connected with spirit and all it needs is focus and coordination. Please excuse my diversion, Melissa

Lost
thecourseofourseasons

They’ve gone lost children in the woods the trailing bread crumbs flown away with the crows no ravens to guide or chide to hurry home to go on down the road a bit twisted and turned lost lost lost and no where to hide a trees of forest a forest of trees where did they go and why oh why cant they be found Tears have dried behind my eyes and left nothing but this stone in my throat choking off the words no words none they are lost wandering the desert for what seem 40 years dusty and swollen my lips are parched for the want of words why oh why cant I find them they have vanished in the fog of war or disaster or day to day to day to day to day in the forest the dark woods of nothing no words they are lost why oh why cant I find them lost lost lost *** sorry – seems rather indulgent but there it is –

Love Each Other
Burn Like Roman Candles

I have become an angry, bitter, restless man. I have spent so much time, wasted so much time, trying to show love and respect to those who do not love and respect me, other people, or themselves. I am so tired of it. I am so tired of being relegated. I want to meet those people who give a damn about others. I want to meet those people who love. I want to meet those people who don’t let efforts go unnoticed, who truly, honestly, sincerely appreciate and respect others. So much of this is motivated by selfish reasons, my own personal desire to be valued and loved and respected and cared about. I admit my own selfish, bitter weakness. But today, I learned a young girl killed herself, and I have realized that I actually feel this way about society as a whole. We are all terrible at showing the people we care about that we love them, cherish them, value them, even depend on them. We resign ourselves to our own selfish needs, as I do now, and ignore the desperate people, the hurting pe

Lost Dog
Alpha Blonde Entertainment
Being Lost is NOT Necessarily a Bad Thing
Adventures Through Life: Past, Present and Future
Hiding baby
Dreams in Lornaland
Fish out of water
A Path To Recovery
NBA Rookie Class Welcomes Own Rookie
NBA Rookie Class

Every superhero is only as good as his sidekick. Well, even if it’s not true, I’d like to think that’s how Nate Brown (founder of Rookie Class) and myself operate when it comes to the NBA. As the newest member of the Class, consider these my first playing minutes off the bench where you can get a taste of what I’m all about. My name is Connor Getz, and I am currently a senior at Springfield College majoring in Communications/Sports Journalism. Along with my love of basketball I have a natural knack and passion for the world of entertainment. I write TV show and movie reviews for MassLive.com’s Entertainment section and for the campus newspaper, The Springfield Student. My campus endeavors also include directing and producing the SCTV3 live weekly news show. My favorite TV show is Lost, and my favorite movie is Silence of the Lambs, but let’s get back to ball. Growing up in a family with extremely little sports interest (especially NBA) gave me the bl

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Tim From Wales

Not a lot has happened today, but news from my world is our youngest cat Bella has been missing for 24 hours. Just a little tabby, who likes to bite your nose when you get in her face but we love her loads… She purrs when she bites your nose by the way, I tell my wife that she thinks she’s giving us a kiss! Anyway the kids are upset and we are worried about her. We adore our cats. Me and my wife Paula have lost two to cars and can’t stand it when they break their routine and don’t come home we expect them… Hurry up and come home Bella!!!

Where’s Grandma?
mewhoami

“Have you heard from Grandma?” “No. I haven’t talked to her in months.” “Humph. Okay. So, where do want to go for lunch?” Is lunch more important that Grandma? Apparently so, for some. I read a story recently about a 70 year old woman who was found in her home a year after she died. Apparently, she was found by her brother-in-law who claimed that he and the woman’s sister had not seen her in a long time. A long time – more accurately, a year. Another story from 2011 spoke of a woman in Australia who was found in her home several years after her death. She was last seen in 2003 when she and her sister-in-law had a fight. They never spoke again. It is terribly disturbing and sad that a person can go so long without being missed. How can this be? The women mentioned above may not have had many family members or friends. However, I would like to think that someone would at least care enough to check on them. But, obviously that didn

Thinking out loud
adolescentthoughts

He used to be this bubbly and happy guy, it feels weird just seeing him like this.. Seeing him go through what I’ve gone through so many times in my life. He loves me, he really does. But how is a relationship supposed to work when one person is in love while the other one isn’t? Or when one person is happy and the other is miserable, maybe annoyed..? It was bound to end, it had to end; it was inevitable and we both knew it. One of us had to do it.. Seeing him hurt like this and knowing that I’m the reason behind all his pain, it kills me. I wish I could help him go through what he’s going through.. I’m his first girlfriend and first love and we were dating since last August, he’s broken. I hate myself for that.. But I can’t keep forcing myself into things out of sympathy! It might be a good thing to think about other people but it sure as hell isn’t a good thing to forget about yourself; its unhealthy. I tried to enjoy his company, I tri

Lost in Leigh
Me and my pack.

So I wanted to see Edinburgh away from the city centre, and in a moment of spontaneity chose a pathway that seemed to head towards the coast. I followed it for way longer than anyone can consider reasonable, mainly because I was finally happy to be seeing the proportion of native Scots outnumber us tourists. Eventually I found map signs with the name Leigh all over them. Knowing this meant I was far away from my hostel, I figured out the general direction I needed to go to get back and started walking. Unfortunately Edinburgh as a greater metropolitan area is not a grid and block city, and I soon found I was making no progress when I’d blindly follow a crescent only to end up just as far away as I started. It took me two and a half more hours and a couple blisters on my toes to find my way back to my hostel, but at least I saw some of Edinburgh that most people never will.

“This Is What Winning Looks Like”: The first thing Facebook EVER got right for me.
Skeptic-Works

So, I was winding down with a beer the other night, getting ready for an early bed-time so I could actually write the next day, and I saw a post on Facebook: [Name] and [Name] like Vice: “This Is What Winning Looks Like” At first, I was confused, ‘He liked this? But he HATES politics and war!’ But then I saw, “Suggested Post,” and gave it a skeptical eye. How could Facebook ever get a suggestion right? I’ve been berated by war propaganda in the past, to the point where I would report each post, cussing Suckerburg out, but this piece is THE REAL DEAL. I didn’t get to sleep till 2am. Holy crap, watch this documentary. I spend hours a week listening to and reading anti-war propaganda, and thought I had seen it all, but this documentary is amazing, and, dare I say it: it’s objective. Also, to all the nobody that’s reading this, OSS part 3 will be out in a day or two.

I´M LOST!!!
Run Cripple Run

When you spend most of every day walking through the mountains in silence, you can experience ¨culture shock´´ when you walk into a city like Burgos.  I could handle the culture shock, but then I couldn´t find the yellow arrows that mark the path…and I did not know what to do.  I had no translators, people and vehicles were everywhere, and there was no sign of ¨The Way.´´ I tried to ask a few locals, but three of them each gave me different directions and none of them spoke English.  Great.  After about 15 minutes, I was exasperated, but I remembered my experiences the past couple of days.  I have felt guided here, not misled.  I mentally prayed to my recently deceased friend, Angel.   ´´Please, I need an arrow!´´ After that, I stopped worrying.  I just kept walking around.  Finally, I found a man who did not speak English, but I was able to understand what he said, and soon, I found an arrow.  I kept following the arrows through town.  Every now and then it would be a while unti

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Surviving! My life before and with thyroid cancer.

In the last few days I have felt worse than I can recall through this whole process.  I keep trying to put on a happy face for those around me but it is becoming too difficult to pretend.  My head is spinning, my body feels like its falling apart and I can’t control any part of the chaos.  Instead, I pray to God for some relief and clarity.    Pressure and stress everywhere  are only compounding the downward spiral. If you recall, I was critically low for Thyroid and critically high for TSH after a month on 100 of Synthroid.  When that didn’t work, we did radiation to quell the TSH and it turns out that didn’t work ether.  So, I’ve been on 125 of Synthroid and 10 of Cytomel for  month to find that I am still not absorbing anything.  Duick was worried he might send me into toxicity and he can’t even get me out of critical lows.  Again, I get the emergency call with critical lab values.  I guess it’s a relief to know why I feel so horrible.  Now it

Tell Me How I Got So Lost
Lovers Love, Liars Lie.

So here’s my rant today..I have to renew my car insurance in two months and it upped by over $100… How the hell is a single mom supposed to pay over $300 a month for car insurance…fml right? Looks like I am in need of another job, yay. I’m really trying to be a better driver but I guess I have to deal with it. Anyone with any suggestions don’t hesitate to help I have got to be optimistic!!! But it’s super hard at this point…