Monday, October 28, 2013

Free post

Its been such a long time... the past sometimes becomes more beautiful as it creeps slowly back. You remember happiness that wasn't there...
The music before, it was more than that. More than the music. Theres a time when the music makes you feel something, something so deep, it makes your heart ache. Closing your eyes you tried to reach it, and every time it stopped you kept up with it. When that happens; when the music stops but its somehow still there, like roots in the atmosphere around you, that atmosphere is as beautiful as the music. It seems so dazzling, thinking about it now. The fire, the movies, the pictures, the games, the conversation. It seems to all be too perfect, like something that was never there.
This time, there hasn't been enough time to stain what happened. It wasn't perfect, nothing will ever be perfect. But it was brilliant. Though the music has ended, as all music does, maybe its time to find that music again, or maybe whats done is done. Sure, not everyone came, yes the pictures were sometimes blurry, but I wouldn't change anything. The people were all brilliant, no one to spoil the games. The photo shoot was genius, the pictures holding those small moments in time. The movie was amazing. Even if the windows weren't all closed we locked the doors. Forget it demons, you aren't aloud to see this horror film. The fire was amazing. Even though it wasn't freezing, the marshmellows still got roasted. And at the end of the day, it was a marvel that I won't ever forget, but somehow, memory and pictures can't bring it back quite yet.

Until the next... or the closest thing to it.

reading response

In two of the short stories I read, it showed things about state of mind. In one, the man's imagination comes up with an illusion of false hope. In the other, a old lady struggles from memory loss and seeing people that aren't there. These things are always interesting, and I think you need to assume these are just things that the brain did for some form of reason however distorted. I think I might be able to write about that, it could be arguable how logical the brain's thinking is in certain situations, whether it is functioning properly or if its a defect. Also if the brain is actually taking in everything, but ignoring or abstracting the reality. In one of the stories the words death, dead, and dying are used often, but it is so easily excused. Also in the other story the man is being hanged, and he senses the solemness of the event, yet he daydreams about a bizarre and impossible escape.

The hate list:
45 minutes
1 hour
20 minutes

125 mins

Sunday, October 13, 2013

reading times

the house of hades:
10/8- 1and a half hours
10/9-3 hours
10/10- 2 hours
(another cliffhanger and the next release in a year! some people...)
The hate list:
10/7- 15 mins

total- 285 mins

Monday, October 7, 2013

reading log

the hate list:
October 4th- 1 hour
October 5th- 1 hour
Short story-
(Because I spent more time on it then I was required)
October 6th- 45 minutes

165 minutes