Pause and Play

Hello to my tech savvy fallen angels! I love promoting the literary bounty that other bloggers garner. This new blogger, The Book Sniffer, wrote this unadorned yet enticing little poem. I enjoyed the metaphor pertaining to a remote control. It’s cute and interesting. I’m surprised I haven’t thought of it myself. Lol. Well, I hope you enjoy it and I encourage you to read other posts from them too. Have a wonderful day! Over and out.

The Book Sniffer

If falling in love has a remote control,

I’d play our story over and all,

Go back to the moments when we just started,

And skip every time we think of ways on how to get parted,

I’d slow it down for the times we’re happy,

Pause and Play when things go choppy,

Go fast forward at times we argue,

Zoom in and out, the times when we’re so blue,

We’ll select those cute and memorable scenes,

Go to features and see what love really means,

Activate subtitle to remember the words we uttered,

Press volume to have our voices loudly heard,

But if love really has a remote control,

I’d add one button so that in love we’d always fall,

Remove some buttons like power off and stop,

Add patience for us to never give up,

Then I’ll add just one more feature,

A special button that’s tagged forever,

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If you can’t beat ’em, keep trying

Good evening to my accomplished fallen angels! How are you doing? So have you ever acknowledged your good and evil sides? Do we start from birth as pure as can be? Or is it a neutral blank slate kind of ordeal? I don’t expect anyone I answer two out of those three questions. Rhetorical situations… The best times in life are rhetorical. Let’s assume life starts pure-hearted. Then add in genetics and upbringing. Are you still pure? I wasn’t. Anyway schooling gets mixed in. Being around peers for the first time in your life. That can go either way. Then adolescence, from 13-18 years old= introduction to hell. Friendships created and dissolved in a short time span. First love occurs, that early… if you’re lucky. It took until after graduation for me to start being attractive. Independence takes place soon after. Trials and tribulations gnaw at you like starving vampires and you’re their first human in years. Bills, work, school, family, friends, ramen noodles for months, red bull and coffee just to stay working, partying and boys (or girls, whatever…), survival of the fittest, and suddenly all the evil and condescending rage eats up at you. Will you let the darkness take over? Will you tarnish your purity for personal gain? People constantly using you for money or sex or labor or a laugh that will make their day yet leave you exhausted and alone at night. They say if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. Not me. Hustlers on the streets begging for a dollar, rich snobs laughing in your face, and the inevitable war within yourself. Should you defend your benevolence or allow shadows to intervene? A life undiscovered, not resolved. As humans, we have the luxury to pick our path to righteousness or repeated sin. Indulge in your urges, regardless if it hurts the ones around you. Or go out of your way to save a complex race. The choice is yours. But just to let you know, evil is weakness for they are not strong enough to keep Satan at bay. It takes more strength to save a life than to end one, especially your own. Fantasy is the best place to contain the darkness. Make it your reality and you better hope there’s no afterlife for you would get the short end of the stick. I, myself, am lost in fantasy, inside the magical worlds of infinite storytelling. It’s never too late for me to come back but keeping darkness behind is quite an endeavor. Look at me, ranting on about nothing and everything, like a mad scientist or a philosopher who got fired for daydreaming. I say, if you can’t beat ’em, keep trying because it’s never too late to formulate the perfect balance within yourself. Hope beats fear every time. Evil power always requires sacrifice. Be good for me, will ya? Have a wonderful day! Over and out.

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