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As if it wasn't enough for James Cameron to have created the number one hit movie of all time - TITANIC - he now holds the number two slot as well with his December release, Avatar. And it only seems a matter of days before Avatar will deservedly take over the number one spot. Read more
It's been awhile now...
I've never felt so alone.
What have I become?
A zombie? Unfit to love?
Rotting and covered in blood?
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Due to dark feelings I had as of late, I’ve decided to review a movie that is not one of my particular favorites. Well, not even one I really like that much but it has a cult following and I’m hoping that in this review I might have an epiphany that may help me appreciate this movie for what so many others saw in it that I did not.
Donnie Darko’s cult following is what sucked me in and it's that same cult following that kept me watching until the end. Read more
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Lead me unto temptation
with offerings of forbidden fruit
While simultaneously
citing scripture and
Brandishing sins of impiety....
Project illusions of
non-existent fairy tales
So that I may delude myself with their
subterfuge yet another day......
Before reality rears its ugly head
and all that is left are the charred remains
of my naive convictions....
And in case I am not clear enough, what I am saying is that Sookie needs to get her head out of her ass and realize that Bill is a tool that can't protect his own shadow, and that he doesn't ride a white horse and she's not going to live happily ever after with him; and that Tara needs to smell the shit that Maryann is shoveling before she gets into more trouble; and that Jason just needs to accept the fact that he has idiot tendencies and being a bible banger is one of them......
Ahhhh this is going to be a good season. I wonder who Eric will ingest next???
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I can no longer
tell what time of day it is;
I no longer sense
what is right or what is wrong.
I merely roam Blood filled streets....
Mutely I scream with
The pain of vicious death and
Repugnant decay;
Not comprehending what has
Befallen me here today....
Who am I really?
I no longer know or care.
I only know I
Don't want to be here this way;
an empty shell of remorse....
(Have you missed the first 2 installments of my ongoing Zombie Tanka? Well fear not! You can read the first installment here and the second installment here. When you are done, be sure to sign up for my RSS FEED so as not to miss the future installments guaranteed to be bloody and fun!)
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How did I get here?
Is that blood staining my hands?
And who’s this person
that lays bleeding at my feet?
...is he meat for me to eat??
I can’t think or talk
I can barely walk at all
-I’m sooooo hungry and
The F’n body calls me
like a dinner bell for hell!
Have you missed out on my first Tanka Time installment? Well worry not! You can read it here!
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I have two particularly favorite past times, and thought I would combine them for the amusement of everyone myself. It is not something that will be able to be done in one post. And depending on my imagination, it could drag on for months! But it's a challenge I present to myself, and I am rather anxious to see how it will develop.
Two of my favorite pastimes: zombies and poetry. Yup. You heard me right. Poetry. And what I have decided to do is write poetry about a zombie. I do not have this zombie formed in my mind as of yet; I am hoping to develop him/her/it as I go along, and the mood strikes to be captivatingly prolific (this is obviously not one of those moods, but I will have them!)
So - you already know it will be about a zombie. The poem format of choice will be the Tanka. For those of you not familiar with Tankas, it is a Japanese form of poetry that consists of 5 lines. The 1st and 3rd line are 5 syllables each, and the 2nd and last two lines are each 7 syllables. Whether or not the lines rhyme is optional.
My game plan is that eventually all the Tankas will be able to chain together to form a story. The story of my zombie. And here is the first installment. -------------------------->>>
Who is this person
lumbering slowly towards me?
Why does he bite me
and why (oh shit!) does it sting!?!
...I don’t want to die like this...
Why am I so sick?
What was that thing that bit me?
...my body is rotting...
I can’t eat and I can’t sleep.
To this I concede defeat.
