What to talk about? I'm sitting here at this desk staring blankly into the computer screen. My mind far away unforeseen by mere mortal eyes. I drift upon clouds and complexities not even I can comprehend. Almost as if my mind can sub-consciously, work out life's many mysteries without even consciously thinking it. Arrogance, you… Continue reading The choices we make
Author: Byron McLeod
The collector of broken hearts
If the world where a haze of black and white. I would be the collector, the man of broken shards and pieces. I sift through the darkness and the light, always searching for them. My body a shadow. My eyes burning bright. On do I search, through the dark and the light. My… Continue reading The collector of broken hearts
General musings
Been a decent amount of time since I last typed. Been relatively busy, reading mostly if I'm to be honest. Also watching anime, which I must say has been quite a highlight. Something about Japanese stories captivate me, even if their mecha are poorly done. Still baffles me why they change the drawing style from… Continue reading General musings
Oops here we go again
Lighthearted note today, lets see if we can portray the scene accurately. Pressure, tingling through my core. I shake, reaction instantaneous, my head darts to the door. Blood suffused in my veins, dashes for my face. Oh God not again! Especially in this place! Fingers clenched, gripped tight around my desk. Pressure building, hold on, this is just a… Continue reading Oops here we go again
Bonds of the heart
Be mine? Run, run, run, run, running through it... Start, applause, appease? Sifting through the memories of bonds never unbroken. Stop, think, dream? Faster, faster, faster, faster it goes! Spinning now, around and around spinning through the effortless breaths of golden sunlight. Open, warmth, blossom? Ahh, taste it on… Continue reading Bonds of the heart
The immersion of fiction in everyday reality
New post today, whoop whoop! So I had a thought today, about myself and how I become so immersed in fiction I despise returning to reality. It amuses me how my mind becomes so caught up in a world so unlike my own and yet so similar. How characters on pages are related to everyday… Continue reading The immersion of fiction in everyday reality
Irreverence
Undetermined, undermined, inexcusable, obnoxia driven through irreverent misconceptions of inexplicable detriment. Spoken aloud through misplaced idiosyncrasies of people too inept of empathy and understanding. Shout for the injustice of non-committed promises and indistinguishable lies! Driven by the mouths of those who speak before thought. Whose misplaced intelligence is brought through stereotypical genre's, the bread and butter… Continue reading Irreverence
The beginning of the journey
First blog or diary for myself, I think. Never done it before, can write anything! ANYTHING, and yet I find myself, rather hmm, pensive. Ahh well, I suppose its being excited to express my own thoughts for once without being critiqued. So begins a journey, where it will end up? Who will read it? who knows?… Continue reading The beginning of the journey
