Edited Irony

Author's Note: This is a wierd piece. My brain scares me sometimes. This may give you nightmares so have fun with is.

Lashing pain burns my lower body, nearly searing the flesh off bone. There is nothing friendly about this fire, it burns only to destroy. The upper half of my body is covered in tiny spears of ice. Water turned evil. These two opposite forces work in harmony to break down my will. They are inside my body and out. I can no longer scream because my vocal cords snapped from the cold, just as my eyes popped from the cold. My hands froze solid then shattered. The stumps of my feet provide a doorway for the fire to enter my body. Opposite forces collide on the outside first causing my body to implode. My every bone is snapped. Then when they meet inside I'm blasted into a million pieces gently floating in the breeze. I am ready to welcome the relief of death when I realize that I can still feel what's happening to my body. The eternal pain still stalks me in death.

Ocean

Author's Note: The ocean isn't really like this but sometimes I think it is.

I see the huge storm waves pound the cliff, trying to break down its very will to live. The dark sky looms overhead, and I can hear the rythmic pounding of the waves and the whistling of the wind. The wind feels like it's cutting me to shreds. The waves never stop beating the shore. The cold spray stings my eyes. The wind whips, the waves pound, the skies are gray. Mother Nature just declared war.

4 Bikers of the Apocolypse

The other day Haden, Sammy, Gabby, and I formed a smaller division of the Gossip Gang. See Sammy's blog for info about that. Anyway we were bored so we went on a bike ride. Since there were 4 of us and the fact that we were riding around made me think about about the 4 horseman of the Apocolypse which Mr. J had been talking about that day. So I came up with the name 4 bikers of the Apocolypse. We rode around terrorizing people. Well I wish we had. Later Sammy and Gabby left so Haden and I went inside.

Bread Stream of Consciousness

Out of no where the marshmallow catches on fire. The flames gently lick around the edges and wherever it caresses the marshmallow turns black. The flames are gentle and kind, yet destructive. Within a matter of seconds the marshmallow falls to the ground and is completely devoured. I shrug away the joking comments of my family and grab another mallow. The process repeats again and again, just like life.

Hunting

Many of my friends ridicule me constantly for hunting. The question is if it's really that bad. I've been called Hitler, communist, communist leader, and Maeo Sung (a Chinese dictator). This is ridiculous! If people stopped hunting there would be major over population and many of the animals and or species would slowly starve to death. Hunters give them a quick death and we feed our families. Am I evil for helping to feed my family? Besides, all the taxes on our guns, ammunition, tags, and licences go directly to conservation funds. Now before you judge hunters just think for one minute.