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By Hugo Lopez
thoughts and whims
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 8, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
An essay i wrote in my writing class. we had to pretend that we were aliens and write what our observations of earth were.
Essay | Updated Dec 13, 2013 | Reads: 149 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Violet Blackthorn
This is a quick poem that is about uncertainty and being silenced by fear.
By Daisy Ink
Iâ€™m starting this writing blog thatâ€™s basically about writing and like the things Iâ€™ve noticed while writing. Itâ€™s just suppose to be my thoughts on various writing techniques and at the same time things Iâ€™ve noticed to help me improve and such.
Fragment Earth â€“ An epic adventure into misunderstanding, this series of psychological short stories, explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself.
Cold Concept: Is Easy To Do
Sadly, among those tasks which we...
By Bill Rayburn
A simple yet unique home for my baseball cap became the basis of a hilarious, un-scientific experiment in trying to explain human behavior.
By Nicky Strong
A range of poems, on time, love, life and observations
By Nick Banks
Normally these are entitled Things That Annoy Me, followed by some bitter satire about something that set me off yet again. Well, in this case something does seem to have set me off. Although,this one, I rather hope will break the mould and prove that I can be unpredictable once in a while....
By Jason West Jones
Random Observations of Social Insanity, need I say more? Second part of many more to come.
A sprinkling of late April thoughts - mostly what I consider humorous - hopefully you too...
More of the same attempt to get familiar with this medium.
Not up to snuff perhaps but great fun to try and paint this way. Many thoughts told in short images.
By Angel Of Life
here is something that i jsut realized and is kinda creepy now @.@
Observation of a morning walker of school children ready to leave for school.
This poem describes a moment in time as I sat at my computer desk typing and reminiscing on everything around me, within and without...