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Enemies of the State is a documentary by Sonia Kennebeck about a former intelligence analyst, Matt DeHart, that claims the FBI made him the pariah for taking CIA confidential documents. He was arrested for alleged sex crimes in Tennessee and says he was interrogated and tortured by the FBI for the sensitive information he possessed.
This is a bumpy ride.I expect nothing else.This is how life moves.The worst.I strap on my seatbelt.Tilt my head back.Close my tired eyes.I am in pain.The dread.My teeth ache.The person next to me sleeps.I am glad.No one needs to know.My body weakens.The future is in the back.The purity.I touch my face.It is cold.I expect more.This
The big screen on the wall shows a different time.Now is the not the right time to get all scared.The stage you’re standing is the big league.Stick that gum or chew into your mouth.Don’t swallow either one because it will make you sick.Open your mouth and start making sense with your words.The weak light in
Excuse me!Excuse me!Will you help me lower down the body into the ground? This body doesn’t serve any purpose anymore.You are the last person that might help me.No, you won’t help me.You see me as a nuisance.A stupid person with a mouth and teeth.Did I make you uncomfortable by asking for help?I forgot you think
As I sit here, I feel pain on the sides and below.As I touch my head, I feel pain on the topAs I stand, I feel pain in the middle and below.As I twist my shoulder, I feel pain on the right.As I bend my body, I feel a sharp pain.As I bend further, I
Time often does not heal the wounded heart.Our hearts have so been wounded many times over.The fear of what I cannot stop bleeding.The puddle grows to a massive size within me.I am not sure how to contain this mess.Neither those around me can either.Countless hours I have fought against temptation. A flight of stairs turns
I want to say a word moreAnd will let my mind continue on this thought trainI will open my car doorSit on the uncomfortable driver seat cushionMy mouth will enjoy the taste of iced teaMy teeth will crunch on tiny ice cubesI will drive by garbage trucks full of wasteRotten food will fill my noseI
rapid deterioration comes to us allhave no fear, have no regretsstand mighty tall.we only live once if we are goodand the stars and moon alignas they should.lengthy stretches of highway behindwith tire marks for miles heavily enshrined.we have admiration for our drinksgulp them all downas we think.save us from ourselves to the endhave faith, have
Two long hallways.One walking toward the light.The other walking in the darkness.Going down the stairs one step.Falling at the bottom.One action gets another.My eyes see the fire.Their eyes see the dark sky.Memories do fade.One can’t remember the pain.The other recognizes the bleeding heart.Chiseled with the answers.One suffers through inches.The other in feet.Three long hallways.There will
Kid 90 is a documentary about being growing up in Hollywood during the 80s and 90s. Much of it includes past footage by Soleil Moon Frye made with her handheld camera of herself and friends as she was growing up while living in Hollywood and New York City. Being that I grew up during the
This was meant to be posted in October, but October came and went. I watched Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original) for the nth time this year (one of my favorite horror movies) and few more horror movies I’ve never seen before. I’m not going to go in depth of what each is about except for a

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