The Road Less Traveled

It is very important to be passionate about your job. You spend so much of your time and commitment doing your job that you have to be passionate about it. Its too much time taken out of your life to regret doing it. When you don't like your job, then it affects the rest of your life because you think about it, or you come home after a bad day of it and cant brush it off.

I know adults who lash out on their family because they are upset at what they have to deal with at work and it stresses them out. They aren't passionate about their job and they bring that home with them. If its a job where you have to deal with customers then you definitely have to like it because sometimes people think that you are only there to serve them and if you do something wrong then the blame is all on you. And if you already dislike your job then its harder to forget about the bad customers that made your day worse.

My life - After a very long and stressful twelve years of school I will be taking a break before going to college. I have been writing since i was 13, mainly songs but have started stories, and have successful feedback by many people I know personally and don't know personally. And have sent my writings into a publishing company down in the States and have got a song writing contracts in return. My future isn't completely planned out but writing is something I'm passionate about because its my only way of expressing myself and getting out what I need to say but am too afraid to and I feel it will go far because of that. To get to where I want to be, sharing my writings with everyone, I just need to look at more options and more writing companies, hopefully one closer. But since the first one I sent samples too gave me very positive feedback, I am confident in it.

55word original composition

Always there

Oxygen. You use it to breathe. Your first breathe with birth. Your last breathe with dead. Something you can't see is so essential to living. Awake, I could breathe. Alone, I breathed. Its always been there. With family. After friends abandoned me. I breathe. So why, throughout my life have I felt like I've been suffocating.

J.C

He sent my cousin to the hospital. I was fourteen.

Set him on fire, told him to just die.

And my cousin did, two months after i turned fifteen.

Put on trial when I was sixteen. Evidence revealed at seventeen, Enough for twenty-five to life. Five months till i turn eighteen. I'm still waiting.

The youth of today

You are killing today's generation. Watch your children fall. Your hearts full of lies, souls piled up for sale. They give themselves up so easily. Chained up so young and naive. And we sit back and watch the show. Our hearts full of pride. Nothing can stop them now. Nothing can faze them now.

Save you?

Falling and they have no control. Your children stand tall and broken. Hiding it all away, they go away broken and we are the generation that's supposed to save the world. Save the world? We can’t even save ourselves. I think I'll let you drown in the desperation of the world you created for me.

Hypothetical Blog

Look at the future. Do you see world peace? The cure for cancer? No more world hunger? An overpopulated world of just wealthy successful people? Do you see the youth of today's generation growing up to change the world? Making new 'Eco friendly' products, making major breakthroughs in medicine and technology that will help save the world .... no more overcrowded prisons. ..? Well think about this for a moment. A generation of children growing up free. Free to do whatever they want, because today's generations are having less and less rules. And it gets worse over time. A future generation of children with no rules, nothing to keep them grounded, and nothing to keep them from doing the things that horrified the parents of today's generation.

Now do me a favour. Bring yourself to the future with me. A hypothetical one, but a future. Fast forward thirty years, maybe even fifty. What if the way we raised the kids in the past, will lead to the destruction of the world. The geniuses of the generation are strung out, hung over, overdosing, dead. The world though so far in time, has gotten itself farther behind then past decades. And we still stand proud. The government sits corrupt, in high chairs looking down on the world and the youth that could save them. Being corrupt is not a new game for governments, but they have expanded on the ways they can control us. We fight for world peace using brainwashing and torture, openly and consistently. There are no secrets because there's nothing that can surprise us anymore. Nothing can scare us anymore. Our children rule us and there's nothing we can do about it, we have to follow. We know that if we step out of line, we either disappear or end up in the torture cells, praying to be saved. It's gotten past the point where we can rise up and start a revolution. The government has too much power now. Not to mention now, all the countries are gathered into one Government. One power to rule all. When the corruption started, there was no one who was able to stand up and stop it; there was no one to organize a war against the corruption. It took one man, one smart man to end up as a candidate for our world, to wipe out all the other opponents and take control of the armies, one country at a time. History repeats itself... we knew that and still we were blind to this Hitler twin. And now look where we are. It's like a world of zombies. We talk, eat, sleep, and go to work, come home, watch movies. But we don’t ask questions, we don’t stand up for what we believe, we don’t want to save the world, we want the best and the most for ourselves. Schools have changed, they don’t teach history and how the world used to be, they teach how to follow orders, take what we want, the government is our saviour and the world has always been this way. Religion is something in the past. It’s like a relic. It’s rare you find it and if you are caught showing any signs of religion or practicing of it, you are taken away, and never will return. Because religion shows that there is something else out there then the government and it offers an escape. Family values have been taken away; the schools are left to raise the kids the way they want. Our children don’t understand respect, they don’t understand that they can’t just take what they want, and violence is not the answer. We are losing the meaning of Love, grace, family, friendship, care. The world is full of greed and there’s nothing that can stop us from stripping the world of everything it has just so we can say we own it. We have become desensitized to violence and it started years ago, our children start out young, hurting each other to get what they want and there is nothing to stop them.

What if the path we are taking in the present causes the destruction to the world. The children of the generation lose all that their parents and grandparents grew up knowing, all their values, all their hopes, what they love. Just because we fall to the pressure of work and society and let the children raise themselves and do that they want without learning the consequences. Believing all the TV tells us how to live and all the lies the government shares with us. I hope, that the hypothetical facts I shared will stay hypothetical, in a future that will never be.

Research - Afghanistan.

A country thrown into a life of war and effortless stereotypes since the birth of the country. A country that just one day decides to become violence and the center of hate or a country that is born into it? Generations have been subjected to other countries hate towards them or other countries feeling the need to take them under their own rule. Normal children have a fit until they get what they want, play with barbies and cars and go to school, these Afghan children watch slaughters. So how can you expect them to grow up "normal". To grow up not wanting to hate, to not want to go to war. Though take in consideration the Taliban, is not a nation. Not every women and child and man will follow them. Not all will choose it over death. Americans kill Americans like Canadians kill Canadians .. like Afghans kill Afghans. Yes, we have to go after the 'bad guys' but we can not sit there and blame the entire country for what is going on. Women have no rights, they aren’t allowed to do anything and yet we can stereotype them in the same group as the terroristic men? They aren't out to just get wealthy countries. But can you blame them for wanting to? In 1919, Afghanistan regains independence after a third war that is against British Forces trying to bring Afghanistan under their 'sphere of influence'. And it’s a continuous battle after 1919 to even today as i write this, in 2011. Theres battles within the Government and struggles with new and old religions within the people. 1980s another sphere of influence comes to take over Afghanistan, the Soviet Union's communists move in. 1985 half the population is estimated to be displaced by war, many fleeing to Pakistan. A year later the U.S Begins to supply an afghan leader Mujahedin with Stinger Missiles to shoot down Soviet helicopters. In 1988 Afghanistan, USSR, US and Pakistan sign peace accord and it takes a year for the Soviets to finally pull out. 1991 US and USSR agree to end military aid to both sides. Doesn’t take long for something else to start up. in 1992 the country is once again torn apart by a war between two different groups and Najibullah falls from power. In two years over sixty-five thousand people are killed in the city Kabul while the two groups fight for power. And it 1994 the Taliban emerge as a challenge to the government. Two years later they seize control of a major city Kabul and introduce a hard-line version of Islam, banning women from work, introducing Islamic punishment which include stoning to death. The Taliban end up controlling 2/3 of the country. and then in 1998 the bombings start. US launch missile strikes at 'Suspected bases' of Osama bin Laden who they accused of bombing US embassies in Africa. In April 2001, the most powerful Taliban leader Mullah Mohammad Rabbani dies. in September 9th 2001 Ahmad Shah Massoud, a man who played a leading role in getting the Soviets out of Afghanistan and created the United Front which was against the Taliban, was assassinated by Arab al-Qaeda suicide bombers. September 11th 2001, the Taliban are held repsonisble for attacks on american trade towers, two were hit, three fall. All hell breaks loose. I think you know the rest. death toll continues to rise.

2002 July - US air raid in Uruzgan province kills 48 civilians, many of them members of a wedding party

2003 June - Clashes between Taliban fighters and government forces in Kandahar province leave 49 people dead.

2005 February - Several hundred people are killed in the harshest winter weather in a decade.

2005 April - An Afghan woman was stoned to death for adultery

2005 May - Details emerge of alleged prisoner abuse by US forces at detention centres in Afghanistan.

My Review

- Don't know if it will work but its all i was able to write about. but better then nothing eh.

Hate. There's many levels and many reasons to hate. My view on hate is that it is something that is needed in the world. You might wonder why. Isn't Hate what we have been trying to rid from the world, isn't it what starts wars and gets people killed? But there's good and bad to hate, seems like a contradiction. Take a minute to think about.

There's the good side of Hate. If you hate a job or a type of friend or situation then you learn from that hate to stay away from that type of job if you can. Or to try to stay away from that type of friend that caused you to feel hate towards them. I don't mean simple hate like disliking homework and not wanting to do it or disliking having to do chores. But the hate that can teach you a lesson to not put yourself in that situation and it could keep you safer. Hating a person or certain quality can keep you away from them and therefore away from that which might of hurt you in the past. Hating the way a boyfriend might of treated you or an ex husband can cause you to notice and pick out the same qualities in other people and stop you from making the same mistake.

The Bad side of hate is that it takes a lot of energy from you if you spend your time focusing and hating a person, or place or situation. If you spend all your time hating a family member or friend then you can drain yourself. How positive and happy can your day be if you spend so much time trying to hate someone or something. And if you take time to seek out and find reasons to hate, that takes time out of your life that you cant get back. Sometimes when it consumes you it becomes a feeling that embraces your body. A sick feeling in your stomach, one that can make you feel weak and like you have no strength left to deal with anything anymore, especially what it is that you hate. It causes lack of motivation and hating something and thinking about it, focusing just on that can bring your mood down to a depression state of mind.

Hate can teach a lesson. That it can cause a nation to fall and people to die but it can also help someone. If it doesn't take over your life and you don't drown in your anger and miserableness that it might cause then it can keep you from making the same mistake that you made in the past that caused that hate.

Perception is life

Nothing is as real as we see it. Nothing is simple. It may be in our eyes but its more complicated then we think. The eye is easily manipulated. We often have a closed mind and we don't see much else then we want to see.

The media and advertisements have major illusions within themselves. The media gives the illusion that there is constant danger and that no one is safe by only focusing on the stories about murder and theft. Everyone locks their doors at night, puts alarms on their cars, watches their children carefully, has security cameras, because the media has shown that 1 in a million chance of it happening and made it seem like an every day occurrence. They tell us that the numbers of crimes and murders have risen which scares us but do we take in the consideration of our Population rise? Society's desensitization to violence? Both families working to survive and the child raising themselves? With how much the population has risen in the past 50 years, 20 years, it only makes sense that crime rises with it. So it’s not much different then it was 30 years ago, its not that the population stays the same and crime keeps rising, it changes with the population. But their focus is not to make you feel better. Illusions within Advertisement is that everyone looks this certain way except you and that you will only be liked if you have and wear their products. They pull you in by having Famous stars that are beautiful and tall and thin and tell you that you should look like them because ... well ... who wouldn’t want to? And the guys in the commercials who get the girl just because they smell good but might have no personality and they are nicely built but that means they have to spend most of their relationships in the gym to obtain that beaut of a bod. They fail to mention how many shots it might have taken to get the star to look that way, the right lighting, how long it takes to put on the make-up, digitally playing with the lighting after the shot, making sure all the colours match.

Manipulation is all over the world. It’s how we are ruled and how we are controlled. The government has to have a way to get us all to follow and do what they say and be scared into trusting them so that they don't have to worry about we the people wanting them gone and enabling them to rule. They give the illusion that what they do is right because they control a fair amount so that we see the good and not the bad in their choices. And make us think we don't have to worry about it by manipulating us and getting us to see what the government wants us to see and that means that we will not question what they do because that's how we are brought up and we are supposed to trust this authority figure so we follow along. We have grown up following these rules of illusions and now they are normal to us, we no longer think about the many possibilities that can go along with everything within the world and we only think about what it is that we see just as it is and not a bigger picture of it and what we see is controlled. We don't question things anymore. Take 9/11 for example. Ask around and you will find that a lot of people, American and Canadian, do not know about the third tower that fell and they will not have heard the creator of the buildings say that they were not supposed to fall like that. Ask around and the majority of people will agree it was a terrorist attack. Ask the few people that were able to look past what the government showed us and told us to believe, and they will say that it does not add up. Fear of other Countries and fear of each other is what keeps a population trusting the Government to keep us safe and keeps us easier to rule. There’s nothing to fear but fear itself unless its a Muslim, Jew, or Christian, because ones got bombs and the ones got something bigger then us that we cant understand and that’s scary, Right?. There’s this massive illusion of fear that is in our every day lives and we don’t know how it would be to live without fear because we never have. We may think its not there and we might not notice it but do you lock your car door? Do you lock you house doors? Do you lock your windows? Do you cross the road when certain people are walking towards you? A Nation confident in them, wealthy and peaceful is harder to rule. Why? Because what’s there to stop them from having an up rise when the Government turns around and says pass a law or do something they said they weren’t going to.

Original

For 90 seconds, list everything you can think of that would be found in a hospital. Now write a story using every word you have listed, but don’t set your story anywhere near a hospital.

Beds, Rib cutting saw, scalpel, Syringe, Latex Gloves, Surgical blade, Cotton bandage, Gauze swab, Surgeon Gown, face mask, Operating Table, operation lamp, MONITORING SYSTEMS, Stethoscope, Sphygmomanometer, Scissors, Forceps

I hadn't even gotten my eyes open and I could feel the fear break in. It all happened slowly and it started with pain in my chest and my hands and feet were trying to get me away from my captors and then it registered in my mind that something was wrong and panic set in on every inch of my body. But I couldn't move to satisfy my decision of flight instead of fight. And it still didn't settle when I finally opened my eyes and saw that all it was was me strapped to this chair in the corner of a small room. But wait for it. It keeps getting worse. At first there was confusion, I couldn't even force myself to remember what had happened before i regained consciousness and it made the panic and fear much worse. The restraints on my wrists and ankles that kept me to the chair were cutting off the circulation and making them slightly numb. The restraint across my chest crushed my lungs and I could hardly get in a breath. Threatening to send me back into the darkness if I didn't settle down and breathe properly. Hyperventilation is an enemy in this situation. My first thought was to assess the situation, look for any escape, but I was almost too scared to look around the room, worried of what I might find and what I did find, made me realize the pain all over was not just panic and fear.

There was a large light that hung on the ceiling, brightening up all the blood on a large silver tray on a cart covered in small bloody surgical tools. My blood. A fairly large operating table is in the corner across from me with a large operating lamp over it, more restraints attached to it, looking old and broken, more blood. One time I was asked what I considered a bad day to be, this was definitely not even near one of my ideas. I checked myself over, as much as I could see. The clothes I had on were tattered and torn up and dirty. Blood was crusted around the rips, open gashes could be seen under the tear in the knee of my pants and a rip on the left arm of my shirt. No bandages, no stitches. I looked back at the handful of different sized scalpels that lay in the pool of red. You ever been stuck in a room with pain all over and look around to find a saw meant for cutting ribs in surgery, covered in blood? No? Ya.. didn't think so. But take it from me, everything else you have ever worried about in your entire life, just looked so much better. There was two shelves on this cart, the second one was full of cotton bandages, scissors, face masks, gloves. On the floor in front of it was a bloody surgeon gown, with a needle and syringe. This was really not making me feel any better.

I didn't know how long I had been here since I had no idea what day it was. The cuts that I could see looked anything but new, same with the blood everywhere else. But I'm no expert, so what do I know. I was too panicked to realize I hadn't even noticed the smell. (Old, stale air, sweat, and too much of the metallic smell blood has). But before I could really feel sick from the smell, the door opened. You'll never guess who it was. Well.. of course you wont, you don't even know who I am. How rude of me.. I'm sorry. My name is William. I'm the presidents son. How do you do?. The man who opened the small wooden door to the room was a friend of the family, Dr.(Robinson) Well, I guess friend is an over statement now. He smiled, like everything was OK, a smile that made me hate him. He brought up a chair, put it in front of me and sat down, so we were face to face. Victim to Criminal. His eyes brightened when he started with his story. Explaining to me the plan he and his group had. I didn't even have to ask. But as he finished, I realized I didn't want to know. The plan? What else could it be? Kill the president. How? A bomb they were gonna strap to me. But it didn't add up. Why was this room turned into a hospital and why was I once a patient?