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By Sifo Daeus
Can you tell dream from reality? Decide for yourself.
Have you ever wondered that what you're doing now as a job isn't the one you've always dreamed of? You took the offer just because of what people think what's best in general. Well, I think they're just General Idealistic People. Do you have something else in mind of what you're good at? Have...
The question of humanity, and the answer to man kind
Script | Updated Aug 18, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A small 300 word essay giving my point of view about the combination of grammar and feelings.
This is just my thoughts on depression and other things
Miscellaneous | Updated Aug 14, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A brief speech regarding our nation's wars in the Middle East and the benefits of pursuing a policy of complete neutrality in all future foreign engagements.
Essay | Updated Jul 29, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Wacky Joey
My thoughts on high school.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jul 27, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Time to show my disapproval!
Article | Updated Jul 19, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Some thought provoking opinions on the way society handles individual differences
About the drought in CA.
Poetry | Updated Jun 22, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What it means to be a homo-sapien
Poetry | Updated Jun 9, 2015 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
my thoughts on insults and the reality of the pain and power in the words you say. they hurt and they can kill.
This piece of work is dedicated to Kimberly & the rest of you lovely masterpieces of Divinity; The lovely ladies who inspire creation, the spark of divine creativity that God has blessed the world with sharing... Happy Birthday YOU... Who are so special to us all...
Passionate; The act of...
Roommates, Kelly & Carmen live in a big wide house with a lot of unused space, until one day in the spring, with a slight breeze blowing to ruffle their hair, they walk literary-ily in to the arms of a man... Not just any man, amongst all their wanderings in the