The Flight

                While sitting on an airplane from Detroit to SLC I had a thought. Actually I had about a million thoughts but I picked one to write about, to slow my mind down for a minute, it was with out a doubt driving me crazy chasing thoughts around my head, anyway, I decided to write down my ideas so I shut my eyes and began to type. This thought consisted of life lessons and what to do when you are at a low point, how to deal with lost love ones and how to cope with extreme depression, it went on for hours about all the remedies that I could come up with for the worlds legal problems and the issues in the government, I was on a roll writing down what I thought could change the world as we know it, when it hit me, all this stuff that I had been writing was not at all relevant, my theories of what would work probably did not matter to any one else, after all who am I? an oil field worker with an opinion, it even makes me laugh a little bit when i write it down, at least it had taken up some of my flight and given me a little free writing which is always good for a writer to do, as i opened my eyes to take a look at my page before i erased it, I was stunned when all that was written on my page was "WE NEED GOD". Got to love how the imagination works, Guess I did know the answer the the worlds problems after all..


                                                                                                                       "AK"

Can you feel my anger? Can you feel my pain? I know you can see the storm clouds but can you feel the rain? Can you see the hatred in my words that is driving me insane? If not, let me let you in on a secret about my writings so then maybe you can see, this is not my hobby its my therapy.. So when you read these feelings agree or disagree, but what your reading is truth and that truth is what sets me free
"AK"

Judgement

behind every lie is a dirty shovel for with one lie you must dig deeper for another to make your first believable before you know it you are buried and over your head. Now how does it feel to be the root of a weed, the cause of a vine of lies that has reached further and affected more souls than any plague or illness ever has. something that has hurt more people, more friends, more family. The worst part about it is you sit in your chair and you smile, you laugh at the ones you have affected and smirk at others misfortune and feed off there tears. when you think about it you have to know, that there is an end to every evil. There will be a day when you will reap what you sew ten fold and on that day you will be sorry for your mis- leadings. you will beg and you will plead for forgiveness but a once just God will turn his back on you and you will feel the pain you have caused, you will feel the hurt you have spread, with a little lie that you had to keep going, with a seed you had to plant. rethink your actions, for Newtons Law of Motion is not  your rule you are not that lucky, for this act of saving your self will have a much bigger reaction, this is truth. you will be judged trust me you will be judged..

  "AK"

Dismissed Thoughts

                   The feelings I feel the thoughts in my head are worse than the knife that severs. The heart that beats so hard that I cry for what seems like forever, my nerves are so shot that it makes me sick. trying to hide the way I am from the ones I love and afraid for them to know that I am Monophobic,  I can't trust myself to be alone and I hate it.  Confounded by what I think up and disgusted by this thought, dreaming about reality and showing you what I picture as if saying "look at what I brought". You see my heart in my fist beating with a somber tone, I see your eyes are full of tears taking in what I have shown. "I reach towards the sky, if only to ride a cloud, I could make the right decisions this time and I know I could make you proud" . So I envision a day when the sun will always shine, and when someone asks how I am I could be honest when I tell them I am fine. Until that day I understand the disgrace when I answer and lie directly to there face. For now I avoid the non fiction and focus on the false and I believe in the lie that I've painted on these walls, I touch up the imperfections and I support my indirection. Though I am sorry to take up your time I honestly couldn't resist, to share with you this thought on paper and question why I exist. I write down my ideas and try to fix myself, but after ripping up the paper I set them high upon my shelf. No one should ever see this sick and twisted list, it will stay in my library, just another positive thought dismissed.

                                                                                                                                                         "AK"