Can’t

I can’t stop thinking about her… She don’t even like me… It’s makin me depressed… Can’t concentrate… Can’t think…

The Kid Experiment

To fully grasp the social importance of the Modern School, we must understand first the school as it is being operated today, and secondly the idea underlying the modern educational movement[…] It is for the child what the prison is for the convict and the barracks for the soldier – a place where everything is … More The Kid Experiment

Wasted

I’m wasted. No, not wasted as in drunk or high. I mean wasted as in my entire life, thus far, has been a waste. I’ve wasted so many opportunities to do better out of selfishness and stupidity. My mistakes have caught up with me, and I don’t see the point of doing this whole life … More Wasted

Crushed

It’s a late night. The TV is running. I sit in the middle of the sofa, while she sits to the left of me. There is a silence, and then she puts her feet on my lap. Those legs… Those brown, silky, long legs. I find myself resisting the urge to kiss and lick them. … More Crushed

Fear of Flying

  I am not a very bold or outspoken person. I am afraid of expressing myself, and I am afraid of doing so because of the power that my words potentially have. Words can stir people up to righteous indignation, they can crush people spiritually and psychologically, and they can also give false hope. So … More Fear of Flying

On Imagination

On Imagination I first realized that I had an imagination when I was a child. I honestly could not tell you a particular event or incident that sparked it; it’s just something that’s always been there. Something I was gifted with. I’d spend entire hours by myself, creating movies in my head: complete with characters, … More On Imagination