This feels like a #nightmare, life it can not be real. Can it be possible to be so lost and alone in a world with 7 billion people? It has to be a broken simulation or maybe I am not really aware. I know, I am in a coma in some hospital. This cant be …
Look Weird by Philip A. Swiderski Jr, The Life We Live, Is Often The Life We Would Never Choose…. If we look around, if we allow ourselves to see the reality of what really is, It Looks Weird. What follows, may or may not make any coherent sense. I am going to attempt …
Just because I am unable to draw you a road map, dose not mean I don’t know where I am going or where I came from. Sometimes you just have to trust a person actually knows what they are doing. Even if they can not explain it. A flower grows, blooms and dies just like …
Read More “You will never see me as your rose, you will never see.”
Never seen, never heard. Empty from the inside. A soul is lost in the breeze. A man that never was. Dreams covered by the gray skies. A life that was never realized. Passion that burned, compassion that yearned. From the heavens he came. To live a dream. Only to be consumed by the game. They …
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As time went on the transformation began, at first you would never know. The smallest changes would happen out of the blue. At first one would be able to see extremely well in the dark. Then as time went on, things like walls and other obstacles could been seen. But you would be able to …
The voyage started 37 years ago, in a world very different. Where people actually talked to one another. A man was valued by the effort he applied to his work. Today we text like we breath, expect to be paid for doing little as possible, and love is a convince only when someone is giving …
Emotionless Faces, Void of features, void of life. Just a face without emotion. What time created, time eroded. Vacant of character, the face is blank. The person within, long forgotten. The person within, forever gone. Lost passion, lost vision. Lost desire and lost hope. Faceless the man, Emotionless on the outside. Hurting on the inside. …
Distance and time can not remove the fact that father and son, have a unique bond. It has been many years, many tears. To say hello is not the way. Where to go what to say? So many feeling have gotten in the way. As a boy you where a superman, as that boy grew …
Looking for the inspiration to be creative? Maybe you enjoy writing, well here we have the chance for you to test the waters. Share your thoughts. You have herd of crowdfunding. Well this is Crowdwriting. I am posting an image to set the scene. You submit your story below in the comment. I will …
Lifeless and drifting on the sea of the universe. Facing the darkness of a lonely existence. Losing direction, to the reality of failure. Hopeless life drains from my veins as water draining from an old bath. Taking with it the aspirations of greatness of hope and vision. Leaving one with nothing, not even a …
Read More “Photography, not art. Photography the art of remembering….”
As My Self, I am my biggest fan and critic. Spending many hours thinking of how to perfect my life. My style and my talents. Taking what I learn in life and applying it to my passion of photography. Creating a self-portrait in every work I produce. Weather or not you can see my real …
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Hours go by and no one notices the naked man just standing there. Alone,
Confined, in a box. Laying flat, laid out made to appear to be at rest. In death there is no rest, no activity. Darkness everywhere, yet your dead so darkness does not exist. Shattered dreams, hopes that never came through. Opportunities never taken. Passions and dreams fall into the abyss. Distance transfers to time, …
Posters Post:- “If I tell you that I’m destitute; If I’m homeless, living in and out of my vehicle, occasionally staying with someone willing to help; If I sleep in my vehicle on an abandoned road with my trunk lid up, so I can gaze at the stars (my backseat lays over, so I …
Left upon the desperation of a hellish life. Struggling to reach something to hold onto. Beyond the point of actually returning to a normal life. Join the fight and destroy those that are taking our freedoms one by one. The war has already begun, as no bombs have fallen. Many have been shot, or captured …
Sitting in the dark, thinking of time gone by. Searching for the answer that evades the path to redemption. For all through time, we have sought of a better life. For the one opportunity that will take us from a dull mass of carbon, and transform us into the beautifully cut sparkling diamond. That will …
My dearest Amy, Today I write to you with great regret, leaving you behind. Was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. You must know the work we are doing is going slow. But it surely will make a difference in years to come. For as you know with many great opportunities in …
I awoke the year was 2078, this when I realized something bad has happened. See I went to bed in 2013. What I felt was a dream, clearly was more than that. Tired from a hot day of work, I did my best to relax and get a good nights rest. Time to time I …
After sometime sitting in the dark, one should begin to see the light. Or at least one would think so. For me life is in complete darkness void of all light. Day by day I do my best to feel my way through the maze of life. Often left lost, confused and feeling hopeless. Is …
Read More “Darkness, that is all that is in front of and surrounding me.”
We had been battling the blaze, for what seemed months. When out of the blue, the rain came. A rain so strong, so steady and so fast. With in minuets the battle was over, smoke filled the valley. Roads turned to mud. Or fight was over for now. The fire, the great fire has met …
Day #, O that really does not matter. Sitting in the dark typing hoping to hit the right keys, searching my heart to express my emotions. Anger out of frustrations often fill my facebook page. Lost, confused and emotionally drained leave me often with out correct forms of expression. Being 35, a straight single male …
Lost in desertion of a world that has past. Wandering the vast vista, seeking out the purpose. To ends of no reach, to tracks yet to have been set. Sinking deep within the darkness of hell. Offering yourself to no one. Closed off from emotion. Ignored by love. Disgraced by self reflections. …
We where on the way back from a job. The details well you don’t want to know. Tired and ready for a break. We still had about 2hrs to go, the roads where covered in snow. Winter hit early this year. 6 people crammed into a 4 person car. After 36 hours on the road …
