Sunday, January 5, 2014

Saturday, January 4, 2014

The Morning Cocoa

The morning was brisk. Next door neighbors making a commotion about finances and lack there of. They ruled the block with their awful stares.
We had become inferior in this couple's eyes. 

We were if not put aside as someone else's idea of fortune. 

We had the funds but not the manner, the polite expression, but neglecting the whispers of back stabing.
I was aware I came across as ordinary. 

I splashed when pushed off limits. There was a point one is not allowed to return from.

 Beyond that you were succumbed to no doubt, nor the knowledge of power or intellect.

Our circumference of attitude towards these individuals, are as followed; firstly we ignore the bajesusers out of them, second and most important we dominate them by ruling the PTA meetings.

 They scream out numbers on bills as I quietly sip my hot cocoa and stare carelessly into another world, that I don't seem to understand.

I shrug and wash the growing worry upon my face, their solutions are not my problems and via versus.

 I let out a sigh because I find out within myself is where the universe really begins.

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Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Remember the 13th year!!!

Can you tell me the truth about the New Year?

How it came to life as you put the others to rest.

Did you take a breath? Did you speak more to the ones you loved? I loved.

Were the moments memorable, did they ache in your soul for the longing to be kept in replay?

I lead a life one would glimpse at and not think twice about. I am merely a young author, a story teller by destiny. The marks upon my corpse will one day read that I was alive. I am a human being believing in tomorrow.

Did you speak softly or shout to the rooftops?

Are you making the appearance one wishes to impress on another?

We are effected by the means of our own harmony.

I am wandering around aimlessly; I am aware.

We are all strong, courageous in the time of weakness, in the time of danger.

We in these experiences get to experience freedom, because we are free.

Are we not?

Take time to realize that we will be immortal only to those who believe in us.

Happy New Year!!!

And, as always, "Let Literature Heal you!"


-S.M. Bjarnson

01/01/14




Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Talented Violinist

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf6LD2B_kDQ&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Talent is in the Beauty

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf6LD2B_kDQ&feature=youtube_gdata_player