Showing posts with label fight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fight. Show all posts
Wednesday, 18 April 2012
GIANT
Recently completed piece of art for the Christian pocket of my portfolio. A re-imagining of David VS Goliath.
Tuesday, 16 September 2008
HINDRANCE
I rose to your bait and your temptation drew me in.
You posed as a friendly entity but you were really a predator
For too long you’d been a thorn in my side, yet I allowed it.
I was gullible.
To think I pined for you even when you hurt me.
Your goodwill blinded me and it had a price - My soul.
You never cared for me and all I meant to you was an extra name on the list.
I am nobody’s conquest. .
Like a parasite you latched onto my person and oppressed me.
The penny dropped and I woke up.
My soul still burns and won’t be sucked dry.
You no longer have any hold over me.
You can't have me.
I now have authority over you.
Now go away and die…

This isn’t a poem as such or even trying to be. Just thoughts and sentences pieced together regarding the way I have felt about cutting myself off from an element of bad karma that has given me grief for a while now. This bad karma I thought was something good and a bringer of happiness, yet it strung me along and like the monkey to the organ grinder I danced to its tune. I am free of this!
You posed as a friendly entity but you were really a predator
For too long you’d been a thorn in my side, yet I allowed it.
I was gullible.
To think I pined for you even when you hurt me.
Your goodwill blinded me and it had a price - My soul.
You never cared for me and all I meant to you was an extra name on the list.
I am nobody’s conquest. .
Like a parasite you latched onto my person and oppressed me.
The penny dropped and I woke up.
My soul still burns and won’t be sucked dry.
You no longer have any hold over me.
You can't have me.
I now have authority over you.
Now go away and die…

This isn’t a poem as such or even trying to be. Just thoughts and sentences pieced together regarding the way I have felt about cutting myself off from an element of bad karma that has given me grief for a while now. This bad karma I thought was something good and a bringer of happiness, yet it strung me along and like the monkey to the organ grinder I danced to its tune. I am free of this!
Friday, 7 March 2008
BLOCK

Progress has been made and the fight to carry on with the missions set before me is now more meaningful.
I’m not out of the woods yet. There are many roadblocks to fight through with weak and tough areas to tackle around. It is the tough areas I am intimidated by.
Giving up is more of an option than losing but it is a worse outcome than losing, therefore losing is less of an option than giving up if giving up is really an option at all.
I will hack, slash, maim, kick, punch and bazooka my way through these tough uni assignments even if it is the last inner battle I fight.
My Foundation assignment is due in Monday.
Full steam ahead and phasers set to kill.
Wednesday, 5 March 2008
SOLDIER
"Player 1 has re-entered the game"Poorly…
A mix of a sore throat, burning eyes and tiredness.
I want to sleep all day but I can’t.
Determination says no, carry on!.
Desire says no, You can do this!.
I’m feeling really rough, but I must solider on. I don’t wanna let you guys down.
You know who you are…
The Fight continues.
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