Pages tagged with Rebel

It is time for us to find a way to refuse to participate any longer in our own oppression.
It is a satirical poem over the current power politics
Nathan , my son... He is one of a kind that is for sure he keeps me focused when he is around. Always seeking a new adventure, Talented yet Lacks the confidence that he will succeed... He was devistated when his Jesse passed. It was as if part of Nathan died with Jesse. . He felt tha...
"The nature keeps its secret laws, an iron angel in a cradle..."
It was only 8:30 am and the time was wasting away with all the work that needed to be done.
“The young always have the same problem - how to rebel and conform at the same time. They have solved this by defying their parents and copying one another.” - Quentin Crisp
They were like the rail I needed to get my life on track. They were like medicine to soothe my pain, and umbrellas to protect me from pouring rain. Who could I be talking 'bout? Well, that's a question that will only be revealed if you read.
I was forced to realize that the only way to bring the ordeal to an end was by giving them what they wanted. Check out this amazing chapter to find out whom and what I'm talking about.
The law-enforcers' action and unspoken words caused chills to shoot up and down my spine. This is a drama-packed chapter that should not be skipped.
Numbshock-causing dramatic events forever changed me. I found myself fighting hard to come back to my senses. Read and find out the outcome.
Explosive events and quagmire affected my senses and seemingly transformed me to an alien creature I didn't recognize. This chapter is very ironic and heartfelt.
I felt a sudden awful chill. My entire body seemed devoid of flesh and blood...that dreadful experience seemed to have lasted an eternity. This is a dynamic chapter that's guaranteed to have your nerves jumping.
The more I saw my buddy in action, the more I reminded myself to be cautious around him...he and some of the other guys I associated with preyed on people who showed signs of weakness. Read and see whom I'm talking about.
New environment and new cohorts brought about pressure and I found myself making some hard choices. This very interesting chapter cannot disappoint.
I sat, stared into nothingness, and heard sweet music flowing from a ghetto blaster nearby. I know you're curious as to what I'm talking 'bout, so read.
They saw me in church and took a liking to me despite my thuggish facade. They somehow penetrated through the camouflage I was forced to wear since my early childhood years and saw the real me. Read and find out who I'm talking 'bout.
Like a clamp, the streets had a strong grip over my life. I was vanity-driven and couldn’t seem to get enough of the mundane pleasures. I would go to dance clubs, strip-clubs and block parties, when I was supposed to be at work working. This is a must read.
This article looks at the sub-prime/adjustable rate loan con game and it's application to the cities, states and countries of the world. Coming to your world soon! What are Austerity Laws? They are the signal for action.
This article looks at the possibility that American leadership has some psychological issues and needs some serious help from us, the people.
Most of my life I had been living with tricky reasoning, and not enough rational thinking. There were too much artificial creations of the mind. Read and find out what I mean by that.
My dream to be something great; dream of being recognized as a grand-master poet. Ambition and determination are in overdrive.
Everywhere I turn they asking for money, money to get some studio air time or money to get a book published. It’s not ’bout what you know anymore, but who you know–who will believe in you, your talent, and give you a free ticket to fame. I know you want to know what I'm talking ...
I was thrown out to sink or swim on my own. I felt confused, hurt, betrayed and abandoned. This is a must read.
There was a point when I didn't believe in making promises, because promises, like the law, are easily broken. Read and find out why I wasn't fond of making promises.
Something caused me to lose my cool--whereas I could not hide the gleam that spoke of madness in my eyes and the brutal leanness about my face. I looked like a hawk hunting its prey. I know you want to know what caused this, so read.
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