my brother.

One of the most scariest moments has happened to me. My 13 year-old brother told me that he would k%#* me. Now you would think this was something i shouldn't worry about, but you didn't see him. At first i didn't take him seriously. I told him he couldn't, but he disagreed. His tone of voice was very serious and the look he gave me completely frightened me that i went into my room and cried. I know this is ridiculous, but has your sibiling ever told you that they would k%^@ you? My brother never acts this way. Everything's ok now. He probably forgot about it, but everytime i think about it i get scared and i'm afariad to be with him.

Why is life so harsh? Is it trying to tear me down? Maybe it's trying to make me burst into tears because i struggle so hard not to. It always seems like it's never the right to cry for me. Somtimes i want to let it al out, but i don't. i want to sit in a corner and cry, but i can't. Life seems to get worse. Good is followed by bad. Sooner or later i won't be able to handle it, but until then i'm still holding on. I think about all the good things which makes me feel better when i'm surrounded by negative thoughts. Normally i feel unwanted and horrible. I feel like i'm no use to this world. i like being alone alot. it may seems crazy, but i'm not much of a social person. I don't see why anyone bothers with me when i am around. What am i to them? I really want to make people happy. That's what makes me feel good. When i know others are content. I have no clue where this is going or why i'm writing this. It probably is to get some feelings out. I don't usually do that and as my mom said i put up a sheild. I block everything so i don't have to deal with it. Well anyways... whoever reads this will prolly think i'm physco. Maybe i am. Maybe i need help. Who knows?

If Comets be burnt, consumed and wasted in the Starrie
Heavens, it seemeth that there is no great difference between
them and things here below.
J.SWAN, Speculum Mundi, or A Glass
Reprsenting the Face of the World(1635)

Curiosity is one of the permanent and certain characterisics
of a vigorous intellect.
SAMUEL JOHNSON, in The Rambler(1751)

What female heart can gold despise?
THOMAS GRAY, "Ode on the Death of a Favorite Cat
Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes"(1747)

In a strange way
To stand inquiring right, is not to stray;
To sleep, or run wrong, is.
JOHN DONNE, "Satire III"(c.1593-7)

For, methinks, the understanding is not much unlike a closet
wholly shut from light, with only some little openings left, to
let in external visible resemblances, or Ideas of things with-
out.
JOHN LOCKE, An Essay Concerning
Human Understanding(1690)

Now sunk the Sun, now twilight sunk, and Night
Rode in her Zenith; nor a passing breeze
Sighed to the groves, which in the midnight air
Stood motionless.
JOHN BROWN, "Rhapsody"(1776)

The human mind delights in extending ans expanding its
knowledge.
BISHOP BERKELEY,"De Motu"(1721)

Let us trust to nothing but God and ourselves; for I repeat it
again and again, there is nothing else left on which we can
rely with safety.
MAJOR CALVERT, on the defeat of
the British army in Holland, 1795

My good stars, that were my former giudes,
Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires
Into the abysm of Hell.
SHAKESPEARE, Antony and Cleopatra,
III:XIII(circa1606-7)

'Tis all in pieces, all coherence gone,
All just supply and all relation.
JOHN DONNE, "An Anatomy of the World," from
The First Anniversarie(1611)

The charm dissolves; the aerial music's past;
The banquet ceass, and the vision flies.
WILLIAM SHENSTONE,"ElegyXI"(1747)

Selene

Algol is the name of the winking demon star, Medusa of the
skies; fair but deadly to look on, even for one who is already
dying.
Ah, the bright stars of the night. Almost they obliterate the
clear white pain. A thousand stars shinning in the ether; but
no dazzling newcomer. And so little time left, so little time...
Yet still two-faced Medusa laughs from behind the clouds,
demaning homage. Homage, Medusa, or a sword, a blade
sharper than death itself.
The wind stirs. Night clouds obsure the universe. A
lower music now, a different kind of death.
No stars tonight, my love.
No Selene.

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