Journal Entries

Journal Entry 2

            Writing goals, how peculiar although if I must I must. I particularly desire to write as much as a possibly can albeit one never really can tell when inspiration hits and an idea flashes high beams and blinds you so much that you are required to stop what ever you are doing and merely wait it out. So then it is a moment that arrives where you simply must write. That is what it is like to be creative, as you may never know when it will come again. This is also something difficult knowing that I am a college student who is required to do other work at the same time. So there is also the question of timing.

            Although, if it is goals they want then it is goals they shall get. I do not suppose that I will write a great deal during my last semester but I do hope to get at least 20 more pages entered into my story before too long at least before the year end. Maybe it would not be too much to ask if I could also write a couple more poems this year. Also I am required to fill the rest of this page with more goals. Well as this year is in its infancy I should like to start devouring as many books as I can so that my vocabulary may grow and be up for the challenge of hopefully rising above the terrible status quo. I also hope to have done more official research so that my facts may not be eschewed by laity but in fact an edification. And finally I hope for my writing to reflect all of what God would have me do.

Journal Entry 3

            Hunger is something every one experiences. But this is more than just about the clichéd sense of wealth or food but all these things, as we are indeed already hungry all the time. However, I do suppose that it is easier to compare that experience with the hunger for food. It would be much like a constant implosion of sorts. Always hungry never satisfied, your body wanting to devour itself. Slowly your mind starts to go demanding satisfaction from things that will not satisfy as it slowly careens downwards towards an abyss (which is always hungry). It never ends. Everything becomes edible in the process and your body rejects most of it. It is a most painful auto ejection of matter not fit for human consumption. It is an incredibly awful display of what is not to be eaten as it colorfully decorates your surroundings and people.

            Someone always has to clean up the mess. And soon your hunger has reached the people around you. With this it is either a chain reaction of a horrid projection and spewing of material to the world around. It covers the earth.

            There it is, a whole world covered in filth. The tragedy of humanity… Hunger and feeding on everything but what is truly needed.