Brangelina? Tomkat? .... Robstin???

Is the entertainment industry becoming less clever or just not trying hard enough anymore?

"Back in my day!!"... I only wish I could say that. This is my day, this corrupt, livid and dirty society. We have become obsessed with Hollywood and the personal lives of its occupants. When is it going to be enough to just go see a movie again?

The theater has been a part of the world culture as far back as we can trace. From Shakesperian plays to modern cinematic adventures society has had an outlet for its artistic visions a place to turn to when we need to dramatize the real and the imaginary.

The progression that has been seems to be starting to bore the main stream audience. "The Business" can create real life vampires, flawlessly morph humans into wolves, give us proof of aliens and demons and what do the ticket holders, we'll call them stubs,  really want? They want to hire photographers to bloody their hands just to shoot the next actress with out make up or the "secret lovers" secret get away to the north pole!

Stubs are giving greed its fifteen minutes and it is begining to look like greed is getting an extention to its Hollywood contract. The lives of every die hard fan of every gorgeous movie star seem to be getting duller and monotonus. So much that the only call to action they can take turns out to be to ruin the privacy and soundness of mind of those who they worship.

I would like to present a challege. To the stubs, to the soccer moms whose lives are deviod of romance, to the lost and bored just stop. Instead of tuning in to the next mtv program or news broadcast flip to the "shit that actually matters" channel. Make the switch today from the tabloids to the "read a fucking book" club. If Rob Pattinson and Kristen Stewart are madly in love off camera, will that really change your life so much that you had to ruin theirs to get the proof?

If  would like to leave you with a little motivation, if I may, a thought. Think hard. Who is the one person in your life past, present doesn't matter. Think of him, think of her. Do you love this person? Did you? Now think of this, did you want them to know? Maybe you did and you both had something beautiful together. Did you want everyone else to know?

Growing Up Old...

Does that mean anything anymore? When our grandmothers and great great fathers were getting married in their time age was irrelevant to thier situations. At that time you had to grow up immediatly to survive. Ethics, hard work and responsibility were given to the very young, therefore they were able to be a responsible married adult at 18 ... 16.... whatever!

Today life for many is much different. Crime is ravaging our home towns, drugs are infecting the minds of our future. How did the values of our ancestors get so lost so fast? More and more our society is becomhing home to children raising children. When you become a parent, your children are first in everything you do, their safety and happiness is on the fore front. However when you are just a child yourself, riasing one can be a daunting task. Now, I am not saying that all teenage parents and parents in their early 20's are terrible parents, but if you look at the statitics of our growing population and the stats of young parents then talk to a teacher you start to see a pattern.

I grew up in a small but quickly booming town. By the time I was a Junior in high school there were over 900 incoming freshmen. I think, for what ever reason, my classmates and I grew up a little too quickly. Some of us are mature enough to handle the effects of our changing lives, but others I fear will fall into the cracks of this age's stereo-typical society.

Granted I got married at 18 ( a month after high school) I am ticked, utterly peeved at the fact that everyone around me will soon be married parents at 21!!! My husband and I got to know eachother as friends for three years in high school, then as lovers for a year until we got married. Now we have been happily together ( and unhappily) for three years. We are childless and plan to stay that way for quite some time. Although we want nothing more than to hold our future children in our arms at this very moment. We have higher priorities so that we can provide for the family we are meant to have together with out fear.

I have counted over 20 women I graduated with just three short years ago that are on their way or are already mothers and wives. Most of whome are not with the father of their children, or were only married for less than six months, or even less than a week in one case, and most only knew their husband for a year, a year, before they got married. Is one year actually long enough to get to understand what someone is capable of?

Many of these past and present friends like to comment on the similarities between their marriage and mine.... News Flash.... THERE ARE NONE!!! I'm the smart one and ya

ll have ruined what is to be a very long, hard and tiring life.

Is it wrong to feel this way.

This is not to say that I do not think these beautiful women will not be good mothers, I am convinced they will be fabulous!!! However, what kind of life are they going to lead from now on? Their dreams are dead( I dont care how many times you say you are going to go back to school.... you aren't), their marriages are practically in shambles and their children are not going to be able to have all that they want to give them. 

Back to a comment I mentioned earlier.... Your child comes before anything else in this world.... right?

So why is it that we consider this only once we have children... and not before?

If you know that one day you WILL be a parent no matter what, then why only put your child first after they are born?

If it is really all about the children, please, think of them before conception. There are too many unplanned pregnancies happening in the world today. Just wait.... You have all of your life, what difference does it make?

Please leave me some comments on your thoughts.... and give me some ideas for more topics!!!! (Can Be anything)

dark holes and blood stained clothes

sad episodes of savage rage

no calm thoughts to calm the sea

crashing into death more addicting than meth.

Eyes plundering into deep recesses of my mind

catching on every thought

choking on every memory

nothing is ever the same.

When you see me walking down that hallway

driving down that street, falling down that alleyway

where else are we supposed to meet.

End of the sentance sir

You left me withering in your shadow.

Your poetry brings Gods to their knees, with streams of silver tears flowing profusely from their ducts.

You need to know this.

Six years was three lifetimes ago, but still the mocking presense of those written words and your forked tounge haunts the cob webbed recesses of my darkened mind.

"Gravedigger when you dig my grave will you make it shallow so that i can feel the rain..... "

I can feel the rain.

it beats down my wings

slowly making me go insaine

pitter patter sing sings

like savagery you had me

up against the wall

up against my torn clothing

red dresses and high heels

long hallways

twists and turns

Musicman the tunes he plays

keeps me running, feet burning

Eyes screaming for release

cold stone walls

closing faster, crushing tighter

my lungs thining