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*I never did share this story/poem I wrote a while ago. Probably one of the longest I've ever written. It was fun to do and I hope I can do something like it again one day.* Enter Cupid, hardly stupid, knocking on a lonesome door Effervescent, this contestant, at his fortune, grasped from lore...

The angel was lost in love... In giving in to hearts desire, She cast her wings with little ire With mind at peace, and heartbeat calm Behold them, lifeless, in her palms. She fell from far above... A torrent through the sky and clouds and stripped bare of her holy shroud She plunged to...

So every so often I feel compelled to write about love, something I have little experience in a relationship sense. Most of these were inspired by real people, but I couldn't tell a single one that. One even asked me once if a certain thing was inspired by reality and I couldn't even tell her...

In the evening cool under fading amber light, I stand staring at the sky awaiting the black and its twinkling companions. Pleasant thoughts keep me warm as the late season tries to nestle its way into my body and the first sight of the stars is as sweet a treat for my eyes as a babes first...

I wrote this a while ago and wanted to share and hopefully start a discussion on it, something that didn't happen before. Here it is: "To the writers of love stories and all things romance, I say you have ruined us. Since the age we could comprehend, you have bombarded us with tales of what...

Till this day I keep trying to replicate how I felt when I wrote this. I've yet to succeed but hope you enjoy it Her gaze upon the morning sky a feather drifted slow and sly Traversed the wind, towards the ground Down to the girl, standing profound Her arm outstretched, to change the path Of...

So what are people really saying when throwing out this generic line? Does it conflict with them also saying to work towards improving yourself? Where is the fine line between improvements and a complete change in self identity? When I hear someone say "just be yourself", usually from one...

Once upon a time I considered myself a good person. There were things I knew to be wrong and could never imagine myself being a part of them. There were things I counted myself above, common societal practices I could live without for the betterment of my mind, body, and wallet. But... As time...

Animals BATS!! Next post: Kites!

So I went to an airshow this one time. Here's a small selection of what I shot: Entire album can be seen here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/sinclairkid/sets/72157626549084633/

Like most of you I've been a long time sufferer of a plethora of negative feelings. Loneliness, depression, suicidal thoughts, etc etc. They've gone on for so many years that it feels more natural to think darkly than any other way. Even when my days aren't especially bad, I still think of them...

This is mainly directed at those who have yet to experience any kind of relationship, but if you can relate then that's just fine by me! Anyway, whenever I express my sadness for having always been single, I can't stand when others try to mitigate how I'm feeling with justifications. I know...

When I'm at home, loneliness is that sole room and a computer screen I can't pull myself away from except to feed the body or the plumbing. It's climbing into a bed that is only ever shared with piles of formerly clean laundry. It's waking up cold and alone, wondering when the world first got to...

She sought comfort in a feather-dusted haven Dust unsettled and unseen made the world seem renewed A layer of ambiguous particles spoke of the past Her father, scratching at his beard as he read the paper Her mother, finishing the laundry and tending to the lint trap Her little brother, careless...

I enjoy going on hikes when the weather is nice up here so here are some pics I took this year. I like to look over them when attempting to think positively. Plenty more where those came from, but don't want to overload this post. Hope you guys enjoy them as much as I did :)

For years, whenever I'm feeling down or am dwelling on any particular emotion too much, I like to take it and put it into the form of a little piece of writing. Sometimes they're short poems or short stories generally focused on a lonely individual and his/her thoughts. I wanted to share one of...

Hello everyone! My name is Maurice, age 28, from the lovely state of Washington in the US. In contrast to the topic title, I'm sure it will be a pleasure to meet you all :) I'm not exactly what people would consider an interesting person, my personal excuse for ending up here in the first...