Pages tagged with Diary
I'm a newbie here in Wikinut, just want to share my stories,my everyday experience and my thoughts.
Copying the contents of a Persian China guide book, written by a Persian merchant, seems a distinct possibility, as the manuscript has minimal amounts of first-person writing.
I am hoping to get a snapshot of what Wikinut friends are doing on a day in their lives. By learning a little more about each other it will bring us closer together an indeed new friendship links may also be established...
If I could able to focus on only one thing which I want to do, will I be successful by now? Is my mind too complicated or thinking too much?
But when you think of death is the best kind of release; when you realized death is not as horrify as the sadness that your families and friends become because of your leaving. What other things you will scare or care!
I may not have produced one of the best art masterpieces in the world, But I will. (I reall hope so)
As Lucy thought she was destined for a life on the streets, someone shows her the true meaning of life.
In life when we are frustrated we can't tell things to someone else directly.We share things with our diary who is the biggest supporter and can write to him anything related to our daily life..
Here are a few things about me that I cherish, and of course there is more but let's stick to these for now ?
Didn't mean to get personal, but i thought sharing this would help someone else.
Literally just my thoughts right now on life and where I'm probably not heading.
Writing in a diary is one of the most positive ways a person can maintain good mental health. In this short article, I aim to explain the reasons why, and what people can do to promote this age-old art.
Do you believe in free will or choice, or predestination? Having been given dominion over the birds, among others, is seeing a bird fly of its own free will and photographing i.e. arresting its flight, depriving it of its will?
The first day in the life of Arthur the Gnome away from the shop front.
This is the story of a young girl named Anne Frank who kept a diary during world war 2. Her personal diary was discovered after the war and her story was made famous after the holocaust.
A little unconventional story about how I began to write, hopefully it's more exciting than I make it sound in this summary!
~standing on the cliffs’ edge~violent waves crashing beneath her~a sea lion dashed against ragged stones~eyes damp~hair blown wind~mourning the creature its death~a bit of something in herself~maudlin she thought~raised her arms~howled~a wounded thing she was~
~eighteen when my first daughter was born~thirty-seven when the fifth child~my second son came to join us~those three girls & two boys have had quite a time with me~sharing life with them~the single most significant event of my being~has been a prayer~the oldest of eight children~sear...
~he is traveling to that place~bravely going where we all must go~no time for the gathering of ends~those of us standing the line~can only imagine what our world will be without him~that wherever he goes~is a better place~because that is where he is~
~I’m a lucky man~sitting in a lawn chair~Colorado springtime~breathing in~breathing out~that’s enough~time spent well~my wife’s in California~earning our living~she’ll join me in a couple of weeks~she brings home the bacon~til my words find their weigh~I’m a lucky man~
~the long-haired prisoner~shaved off all his body hair~explained to me on my first & last visit~there’s a war inside~a man can’t have nothin’ anybody can get hold of~8 & ½ years in the hole~incorrigible~he cut off more than his hair~
~four months after I moved to California~Kathy decided I needed something to keep me busy~to take my mind off the 1300 miles between my kids & me~she gifted me Cinder~a five month old German Shepherd~I’ve learned a lot from that dog in 22 months~Momma said she’d come back as a dog...
~Mary liked to snort amyl nitrate~smoke a little hash~she favored a bloody drink~her namesake~about halfway trashed~she’d start talkin’ suicide~I put a pillow in the toilet~handed her my cocked my .357~lay your head down baby~go to sleep~closed the door & went to have a drink wit...
~Freddy was a good girl~always brought the money home to her old man~she had a glass eye~lips tattooed around her belly button~great stomach muscles~sip a bottle of beer~spit it in their faces~while they wiped it off~before they recovered~she’d pop her eye out~insert it between her ...
