UnlovedHere I amleisurely lying forlornever remindedof my human soulthat is untouched.As cold and brittleas age-old glassand resentfulof the life givenviewed only through a window.There is no elegance in thisin flicking the wristand turning aboutto the tune of a silent songwith an apparitional partner.How am I to feel?When all I've known are intentionsand the premise that perhapsjust perhaps, something one day may be.Yet there is no beginninglined up in my cross hairs.Only the knowledgethat death has been givena better scope.
Myth MakingDue to his success of Snow White in 1937, Walt Disney had enough money to purchase a new house for his parents. Since they originally lived in Oregon, Walt thought that by purchasing a house in Northern Hollywood he would be able to bring his family closer together. After spending some time in the house, his mother Flora had mentioned that something was wrong with the gas furnace. Walt sent a handyman to check on it, but one tragic morning in 1938 his mother was found dead on the bathroom floor. Flora's cause of death was carbon monoxide poisoning, and Walt blamed himself for what had happened to her. Haunted by his own guilt over the death o
Just a Broken ManHowcan I findthe strengthto carry onwhen even youcouldn't?How could youhave felt so hopelessthat you thoughtthe only way to end the painwas this?HOWCOULD YOU LEAVE USALL BEHIND,making us wonderwhat we could have doneto have changed your mind.I'M SO ANGRY AT YOUbut you'regone.And all we can do is try to pick up the remnantsof the man who livedbut isno more.