Saturday, April 30, 2011

Articulate. say that word, pronounce it slowly and clearly
Doesn't it sound like when you snap a brittle piece of toffee?  The 'tic' part sounds so fresh and sharp, if articulate was a thing, it would be a little pricking pin.

Now try saying definition. this word, is almost the opposite of articulate.
it's fuzzy, especially the 'it'. It's almost like a sleepy word, like the person who created that word was half asleep at the time... :) if definition was a thing, it would be a big, uber soft pillow to sink your head in.

Now you try it. Say a word, and listen to it, say the word over and over again, slowly and clearly. What does it sound like?

Saturday, April 23, 2011

My name is Ruthless

Diary entry 24-4-10

Does my chaotic writing represent the turmoil in my mind?

My life isn't hard, it's easy
My family isn't cruel,  it's loving
My mind isn't empty it's lively.

I feel like one out of a million trillion to soldiers, the painted clothes on my body just the same as any other, is this anonymity my glass lid, my deep well?
Or is it my poem in which I am just another drop of water, the same as any other?
I'll have to work hard to become something different. The uniformness all around me, the similarities, more than the differences are the things that scare me, is there another girl just like me somewhere? Why can't I be original, different, misunderstood? Why can't I stand out with no effort on any behalf at all?